Category: Death

Which Medicine Would You Prefer?

~ Frank Solanki ~ 74 Comments

Which medicine would you prefer?
Laughter can ease you for a few minutes
Sleep; for a few hours
Death; forever
Which medicine would you prefer?

Goodbye, My Friend

~ Frank Solanki ~ 67 Comments

I was born free and happy. The day was bright and clear

Now I’m stranded and lonely. My heart’s full of fear

Tired of screaming, shouting, waiting for the end

So long, we’ll meet again. Goodbye, till then, my friend
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My house is all broken and I’m lying on the street

All my little wishes and plans are left incomplete

Lost everything I had. There’s nothing more to defend

So long, we’ll meet again. Goodbye, till then, my friend

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Something’s wrong about this world. ‘Twas never meant for me

I adore the open sky. That’s where I want to be

Can you hear the clouds thunder as they slowly descend?

So long, we’ll meet again. Goodbye, till then, my friend
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Do you remember the days when we were wild and young?

Now they’re just memories of merry songs we sung

I wish I could be reckless but my body can’t pretend

So long, we’ll meet again. Goodbye, till then, my friend
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All my little secrets are coming home with me

I have always known the truth but it never set me free

Just for another moment, every dime I have I’ll spend

So long, we’ll meet again. Goodbye, till then, my friend

My Fiction Fairy

~ Frank Solanki ~ 10 Comments

I cannot remove ‘Death’

From my dictionary

Peggy is my queen

My fiction fairy

My Name’s On Her Lips

~ Frank Solanki ~ 55 Comments

She’s got me in the morning

She keeps me during the day

She finds me in the night

She doesn’t let me go away

My name’s on her lips

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She blows through the window

She knocks at the door

She crawls through the mouse hole

She screams through the floor

My name’s on her lips

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Her nails pierce my veins

Her eyes; my soul

Her nose sniffs my sins

My body, she controls

My name’s on her lips

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My name’s in her thoughts

My name’s in her dreams too

My name’s on her list

“Peggy, is that you?”

My name’s on her lips

Peggy, Peggy, Come To Me

~ Frank Solanki ~ 14 Comments

Peggy, Peggy, come to me

Tell me your secrets and set me free

If you want to know some secrets of mine

Sit with me till the end of time

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Sit with me till the end of time

If you want to know some secrets of mine

Tell me your secrets and set me free

Peggy, Peggy, come to me

Lie Amongst The Wreck

~ Frank Solanki ~ 27 Comments

On her head you would find a crown of bones

And in her eyes you would see your fate

The wind carries the echoes of her voice

From the flaming Hell to Heaven’s gate

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You would lose your ground beneath your feet

As her smile would turn you pale and white

She would lead you to the darkest cave

Where there’s not a ray of light

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She would clean up your sins for you

With the very hands that have played

A cruel trick on kings and clowns

Who at her feet are equal made

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The world will continue to be

But you will never be the same

When she opens up that book of hers

And calls out your name

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Then she’ll come to get you

You’ll find her hand clutch your neck

And your soul will find a new home

For your body will lie amongst the wreck