Cohen Poems - Poems about Cohen

I have not prayed enough to be like you, I have not loved enough to write like you. The night is my god, stars my angels I'll never touch, while the darkness that hides in my pockets my lover, but we may speak to one another in the ten minute afterlife of my brain, trying to catch up to its dead body. The...

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On Saint Pat’s Day, with the Guinness flowin’ All night long the blarney was blown’ I’ll trap a Leprechaun—I’d shout With chicken soup, not stout! Then caught the rarely seen Lepre-Cohen! Written 3/27/22...

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There's a boy who's crying in sheer dread I want to save him From the gun that's pointed 'gainst his head I want to save him There's a girl who's shivering in the cold I want to save her From the knife pressed hard against her throat I want to save her I'll take a bullet from a gun A knife wound in my...

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America... After 9/11, the country seemed reborn Ready to shift from the shallow to the profound What ever happened to the America that could have been? What ever happened to the America we deserve? Step into my church And pray For a nation growing dumber Every day What ever happened to the heroes That should have been? (I want to know) Whatever happened to the stars That should...

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A great man had a dream Ending in a murder scene And I'm not such a man Never been so brave or grand But little one I had a dream About a nation that became... A dazzling sky The heroes of youth A burning ache Resurrecting Truth My dreamy one I had a dream About a nation that became... A guiding hand Wipes the greed away A whistle blown Digs corruption's grave My...

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You knew me when I built monsters Before the days when you bled You knew me when I surrendered To the nightmares in my head You were just a child Nothing's ever changed I see the child in you Like some eternal flame Come take my hand Share my lonely dinner Tell me if you think I'm a poet or sinner Poet or sinner Tell me what I...

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In dreams I appear and take her Down a path she dares not wander In a town beset by plunder I shake her blood and bone In dreams she asks my guidance How to live in holy silence Beyond the anger of her father Enrich her mind and soul Hold me inside all the night Your leader's your baby Hold me inside all the night Your...

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I reach for you, in a bed gone dark I feel for you, in the empty air I reach for you, in dreams so scared I can't believe, that you're not there I ache for you, four seasons love I reach for you, for one last dance I ache for you, for times gone by I serenade, your ghost in France You promised Never...

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If I could divide the smell of flowers I'd send some to the falsely charged Locked in prison cells Send some to the lonely seniors Trapped in apartment hells Send some to the weary miners Sweating beneath the ground Send some to the invisible people Hauling our garbage round Some answers in life are so easy Like zero plus zero is none But how do we...

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There was a boy Playing on a swing Deep in love with life Loving everything And he'd speak to God When all alone Making deals with God 'Bout his dreams and hopes When the night would fall And he'd lie in bed Listening to the tunes Playing in his head And the boy made a wish, Prayed to God up high "Let me write a song Makes the whole world...

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On a brutal winter night We stood bravely side by side Against snowballs launched our way By the enemies of our kind In a graveyard's mourning light We both choked up, cried and cried As the angels lifted him On Death's gloomy wings of flight And you declared me dead, my brother For the crime of being me For all the faults I have Well, I...

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Father, you believed Never let me bleed Helped me in my grief Helped me in my need Never let me down Wish you were around Walking through this town You're nowhere to be found Dad, I love you so Father you believed Never let me bleed Always took my side Always saved my life Walking through this town You're nowhere to be found Dad I love you so All your life You...

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he sang poetry sonorous enchanting tone metaphorical...

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Prison Cohen Started To Head Prison is where Cohen started to head, Which is something that he does dread; His teeth brushing; Commode slushing; Eating meals and spending nights in bed. Jim Horn...

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Cohen Sang Song Cohen sang song which was a carol; Now they have Trump over a barrel; He started new cult, Called sexual assault; Not only that presidency is imperil. Jim Ho Ho Horn...

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