PATIENCE IS A VIRTUE MOST DON'T HAVE
WAITING FOR ANYTHING DRIVES ONE MAD
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…
zoeycup.
If absence makes the heart grow fonder,
Then I'll wait for you just a bit longer...
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!
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,
Sitting,
Waiting,
Watching,
Wondering.
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
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.
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.
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.