POEMS
These are some poems by me and
other artists
(see bottom of page)
If you would like to contribute to this page, e-mail me!
SHE IS
SHE IS
LIKE LAUGHTER POURING RAIN
LIKE SUNSHINE BORN AGAIN
A PICTURE CAUGHT ON FRAME
A MOMENT NOT TO WANE
SHE HAS
SOFT MOONLIGHT IN HER HAIR
BRIGHT STARLIGHT SKIN SO FAIR
WIND SCENTED FRAGRANCE WEAR
EYES TO TAKE EVERYWHERE
SHE KNOWS
TONES SPOKEN SOOTHE THE SOUL
UNDERSTANING ALL TO KNOW
GENTLE KISSES EASE YOUR WOE
LIGHT CARESSING FINGERS ROLL
SHE GIVES
TIME SPENT ETERNITY
HEART FILLED ENTIRELY
FRIEND UNCONDITIONALLY
COMPANION RELENTLESSLY
SHE LOVES
LIKE THE WAVES OF SEAS
LIKE THE AUTUMN LEAVES
AS AN OCEAN BREEZE
AS THE ALPINE TREES
TRUTH OF THE MATTER
HE'S HERS SHE'S HIS
WHEN THINKING OF LOVE
SHE IS
FRIEND
WHEN THE CLOUDS ARE LOW
AND THE RAIN FALLS DOWN
DOWN YOUR FACE THE TEARDROPS RUN
DON'T YOU KNOW I'M YOUR FRIEND
WHEN IT'S DARK AND COLD
AND THE WIND BLOWS BY
BY YOURSELF THE LONE WIND FLIES
DON'T YOU KNOW I'M YOUR FRIEND
WHEN THE DAYS ARE OLD
AND THE BONES ALL MOAN
MOANING BONES YOUR NOT ALONE
DON'T YOU KNOW I'M YOUR FRIEND
THOUGH I'M NOT THERE
THERE'S NO REASON TO DESPAIR
NOW'S NO TIME TO HIDE
THE STRENGTH YOU HAVE IS INSIDE
I KNOW YOU CAN MAKE IT
NO TIME TO FAKE IT
I'D NEVER LIE
I'LL BE BY YOUR SIDE
THOUGH I MAY NOT BE THERE
WHEN THE PRESSURE'S ON
AND YOUR ALL ALONE
ALONE WITH ME BY YOUR SIDE
DON'T YOU KNOW I'M YOUR FRIEND
DREAMS ALIVE
PHONE RINGS ENDLESSLY
AS HE TRIES TO FIGURE WHAT TO SAY
THE CHILDREN ASK WHEN THEIR DADDY'S COMING HOME
TELL 'EM IT'LL BE SOON OKAY
LIE TO THEM TODAY
HE COMES TO HEAL THE SICK
IN THE NEW FOREIGN WORLD
TAKEN IN BY FORCE AGAINST HIS OWN FREE WILL
ALL FOR BEING ONE WHO'S FREE
TIME TO GO ON A KILLING SPREE
WHERE IS JUSTICE
OR HUMANITY
IS THIS HELL?
OR IS MAN JUST INSANE
WHERE IS FREEDOM
FROM HIPOCRACY
IS IT REAL
OR JUST A STATE OF MIND
A DREAM WE'LL NEVER FIND
LIE TO THEM TODAY
SHE KNEELS DOWN TO PRAY
FOR HER DEAD LONE SON
ALL HE EVER DID WAS STAND UP TO BE HEARD
THEY DIDN'T WANT TO KNOW HIS NAME
SKIN'S NOT THE SAME
MUST BE TOUGH HARD WORDS
TELL HIM I WON'T BUDGE AN INCH
YES I MAY BE STUBBORN AS A MULE
YOU DON'T TRUST ME I DON'T TRUST YOU
NOW WHAT ARE WE TO DO?
THE DREAM'S ALIVE
MY DREAM'S ALIVE
HIS DREAM, HER DREAM
THEIR DREAM OUR DREAM,
ALL DREAM'S ALIVE
POEMS BY OTHER ARTISTS
PEACE OF MINDROBERT HENSEL

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