Waiting for a friend!

Waiting for a friend!  

Here I am alone again laying on my tear soaked pillow

Feeling just like I do not matter like the weeping willow

All I wanted was a BFF so true one who would never offend

So here I am alone again waiting for that special friend

To have a BFF in my life even one would be a dream come true

One to share my secrets with that won’t leave out of the blue

To find a friend like that for me would be a true godsend

Oh the joy that I’d feel inside my heart waiting for a friend

So here I am alone again praying to the lord up in heaven above

For one that suits me to a T and fits me just like a glove

It’s so hard to hang on when your all alone with no one on which to depend

So if you have a friend don’t let go or you’ll always be waiting for a friend…



Author's Notes/Comments: 

i wrote this one because i lost a really good friend, she didnt die but we had a falling out and while she will remain in my heart i cant have her in my life she was too toxic for me!!!

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Heart Break

If absence makes the heart grow fonder, 

Then I'll wait for you just a bit longer...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Only if they're willing to wait for you too...

Until Next Time


l walked down the street, consumed by my music,

On my lonesome I was, but quite happy with it.


I ended up in a park, planning to walk the trails,

A satisfying activity that never seems to fail.


Winding through the woods, meeting wilderness,

when my feet began sinking into the earth, what a mess.


As my feet became increasingly more wet with every step,

I turned around disappointed, that me and nature barely met.


I accepted their offer to come rescue me,

Though the wind felt nice blowing through my being.


Metophors come to mind as I waited for my friend to show,

Still swinging, content, a tree I am suspended below.


I found that I was bummed when they arrived,

What a beautiful view, the sky and I had gotten aquainted.


Until next time.

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I Kept Waiting for You

I stood like the Arabic alif,

At the train station,

Yet you did not appear,

Leaving me in sheer damnation!


I felt like rotting in hell,

Then and there,

As if in a forsaken island,

All alone I were!


I waited on and on for you,


With a punctured heart under the blue!

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Here I stand, Statues


I see,


I watch.


I hear,


I listen.


I sniff,


I smell.


I stay,


I stand.




This is the life I live,


I do not move and I do not talk,


Yet I know more about this world


Than you could ever imagine.




I’ve seen heartbreak and despair,


I’ve seen love and rejoice.


But most of all I have seen you,


All of you walking by,


Living your busy lives,


Doing your busy things,


Never stopping to say hi.




It is okay,


I am not offended,


Although I would like to be noticed,


I am fine just being here,









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I am in love with the Moon. 

Some call me a lunatic;

my lunar tick resembles a wolf howl,

a primal hunger well below higher thought. 

I monitor her cycles,

transfixed by her luminescence. 

My eyes form cataracts to

mimic her milky presence;

the way she dances across darkened skies

mesmerizes me every night.

She graced me with her presence

once.  I normally see her

in my dreams, but I got lucky –

for three whole months,

she was absent from her celestial throne. 

The world around us plunged into chaos,

but our sphere of influence

was heavenly.  Bodies colliding,

our breaths shared a rhythm

the tides would envy. 

I lost track of time

gazing deep into her every night;

her full phase charged my beating heart,

its tempo crashing heavier than oceans

upon the surf.

Slowly, the skies began howling

for the High Priestess – the sea

needed a master, and Gaia

missed her mother. 

I could tell she didn’t want

to leave me; I noticed my own desperation

reflected on her pale surface. 

Her ascension was beautiful to behold,

but did little to relieve the weight in my chest.

Maybe our romance couldn’t last forever –

I am still in love with the Moon. 

I will always be a lunatic,

whose howls shake the stars

held within my own verse. 

I quiver like the restless ocean,

awaiting my true love’s return

with my toes dipping into the surf.

Cire Luey Freemind

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Not used to line breaks, but I think this one turned out OK.

I’ll be Waiting

I’ll be waiting for you,

Right here since I love you,

More than I love my own being,

You’re my stunning Queen and I’m your King!


You’re my joy,

You’re my beloved so coy,

I do appreciate your bashfulness,

Acting like the woman in “To His Coy Mistress”.


Even if the world abruptly falls apart,

I’ll still be there just next to your heart.


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Waiting like passenger,

At the station,

Waiting like a flood-stricken person,

Waiting for the saviour.


Waiting like the lost one,

In the desert,

Waiting for a friendly heart,

Waiting under the same sun.


Waiting to be embraced by ecstasy,

Waiting to dream more, to triumph boldly.

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There was once a boy.

Waiting has never been my past time

But you arrived and kept my hopes up;

Everyday and every night,

My mind was running fast all the time.


I suddenly got tired,

Went back to the normal boring life before you.

Everything was running smoothly,

I’m ecstatic and free,

Thank you for making me wait.

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