If I should die, I have left no immortal work behind me - nothing to make my friends proud of my memory - but I have loved the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remembered.
John Keats in Letter to Fanny Brawne (February 1820)
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In The Making Of 'memory
dear friends,
how's your life?
it's been a while since I heard you laughed,
I, sometimes, dream of us so clearly,
in this making of 'memory'
our past days surely are beautiful,
the things keep our memory books so full.
the things we left unchanged are so many,
in this making of 'memory'
dear friends,
where have you been?
our day, our time,
do you still have that memory?
we live our lives now, differently.
we are, but for the making of another 'memory'
poem by Kite Remedy
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Grey
Looking at an opal, a half-grey opal,
I remembered two beautiful grey eyes
I had seen it must have been twenty years before . . .
For a month we loved each other
Then he went away, I think to Smyrna,
To work there; we never saw each other again.
The grey eyes ---- if he lives ---- have lost their beauty;
The beautiful face will have been spoiled.
O Memory, preserve them as they were.
And, Memory, all you can of this love of mine
Whatever you can bring back to me tonight.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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Fare Well
When I lie where shades of darkness
Shall no more assail mine eyes,
Nor the rain make lamentation
When the wind sighs;
How will fare the world whose wonder
Was the very proof of me?
Memory fades, must the remembered
Perishing be?
Oh, when this my dust surrenders
Hand, foot, lip, to dust again,
May these loved and loving faces
Please other men!
May the rusting harvest hedgerow
Still the Traveller's Joy entwine,
And as happy children gather
Posies once mine.
Look thy last on all things lovely,
Every hour. Let no night
Seal thy sense in deathly slumber
Till to delight
Thou have paid thy utmost blessing;
Since that all things thou wouldst praise
Beauty took from those who loved them
In other days.
poem by Walter de la Mare
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Good With The Bad
At work today in a quiet moment
I remembered where I used to work
over forty years ago.
I remembered the faces,
most of them have passed away
and the others are scattered
to the four winds of providence,
wherever that may be.
It was the silly and embarrassing things
that sprang to my memory,
then came, the upsets and defeats,
the shouts and arguments.
As with all memories,
you’re going to get the good with the bad
and the bad always seem
to outweigh the good.
22 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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I'm free
Don't grieve for me
for now I am free
I'm following the path
God has laid for me
I took his hand
when I heard him call
I turned my back
and left it all
I could not stay
yet another day
to laugh, to love
to work or play
tasks left undone
must stay that way
I found that place
at the close of day
If my parting has left a void
then fill it with remembered joy
a friendship shared
a laugh, a kiss
ah yes, these things
I too will miss
Be not burdened
with times filled with sorrow
my life's been full
I savored so much
good times, good friends
a loved one's touch
Perhaps my time
seemed but all too brief
don't lengthened it now
with undo grief
lift up your heart
and share with me
know that we are never apart
God wanted me now
he set me free
(spiritwind-2009)
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Loved
Loved
Written by Ricky Wilde & Terry Ronald
Take all your goodness and shiness away
I'll tell you the things I've been longing to say
I'll break it to you just so you understand
The force and control that you hold in your hands
Make me the beat of your heart
Then fall into mine
One step at a time
You have no reason for doubting your feelings
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
(Ooh you are loved)
Live for the moment according to you
And so when the time comes you know what to do
Trust me, I'm giving no secret away
I'm drowning in you but I want it that way
Make me the beat of your heart
Then fall into mine
One step at a time
You have no reason for doubting your feelings
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
(Ooh you are loved)
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
You are loved
(Ooh you are loved)
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
Rise to my world, fly to my arms
I love you
I'll make it for good, I'll make it forever
you know you are loved
Make me the beat of your heart
Love isn't always the same
You are loved
Ooh you are loved
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are loved)
Ooh you are loved
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are)
(Loved you are loved)
Ooh you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
Ooh you are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
(Loved you are)
You are loved
You I love
You
(You are the only one I love
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Hold On Lynette The Horses Are Coming
Lynette was a beautiful baby
A true joy to her ma and pa
Free from oriningal sin she was
The whole family was in awe
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
One day she woke with fever
There was snow and wind and cold
The car was stuck at the end of the drive
To the doctor they could not go
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Quick hook-up the team and the sleigh
By horse she'll surely make it
Hold on Lynette the horses are coming
Let's take some time to say how much we love you
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Manes a flyin' tales a whippin'
The horse's plowed right through
Muscles a bulgin' and hides a sweating
Let's take some time to say how much we love you
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Well by horse they surely made it
By horse they surely did
Just in time to tell them
There was nothing they could do for her
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
She was loved loved loved
Well, for all those ma's and pa's out there
Who've lost their little ones
This songs not about a child dying
It's of a parent's love
One day on earth is just the same
as one year or fifty or a hundred
The only difference my friends
Is in the love you been giving and receiving
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Love love love
Hold on Lynette the horses are coming
Let's take some time to say how much we love you
poem by Atty Davis
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A Poem Has A Memory Of Its Own
A POEM HAS A MEMORY OF ITS OWN
A poem has a memory of is own
It has a music and a melody
If it sounds as it should
It will demand to be reheard.
If it is simply words
Then it will go on and on
Without beauty
Without longing
Without mystery.
A poem has a music of its own
And even when it cannot resound strongly
It needs to be heard
Again and again
If it is to be remembered
And loved.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Are you proud yet?
i made it many miles without you i can make it farther i know i can
you never taught me how to ride a bike but i know how
you never helped me with my homework but i got A's
you never there to give me advice but i handled it without you
im tired of trying to make you proud, im about to give up its hard to never hear you say it
when i lost my bestfriend over a stupid gun you werent there to be my rock i made it without you are you proud yet?
im strong like mom im more like here everyday im proud of that she has been my rock, when i do something little she says she is proud
i made it thur middle school without you barely there i realized mom was right im glad im not like you
started high school your still not there physically yes but mentally you could careless, are you proud i know mom is
im turning 18 and going to graduate, are you proud yet, no you told me you didnt want to see me graduate, am i ever gonna hear you say it.
maybe not but i know one thing you have taught me is not to be like you, im like mom
i got pubished in a book, are you proud no you said you could careless, how can you be so heartless.
I let go of many things youve done, said and you promised maybe that wasnt a smart idea but ill learn so are you proud yet.
honestly i keep thinking im never gonna be your perfect kid, i dont care because mom made me the women i am and made me not like you, im strong are you proud yet?
After all is said and done i know mom is proud i made it this far without you, proud yet i know i am!
poem by Sarah Selinger
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Saturation
You are made to understand,
One just met
Is trying to forget
Another who has claimed
To have been left
With a broken heart.
It's a familiar story!
But will 'this' one quickly end?
Before another minute of time is given,
To it! ?
One is hopeful.
But faith begins to fade!
As one sits,
Beginning the first...
Of recurring stirs.
And each conversation started...
No matter what the subject.
Begins by a reminiscing memory...
Of who did what to whom, when and why?
A consoling is tried.
With a lightness to keep things uplifted.
A saturation is realized.
And then comparisons begin!
An exchange of discussions,
About her or him or them does not end.
Even the hands on the watched clock...
Seem to have come to a stop!
The time slows!
And an exit seems to be moving,
Further and further away!
Until it is announced...
'How can I be so absentminded'?
A pot roast has been left in the oven!
Unseasoned.
And that is not acceptable.
Nor is this excuse used.
Especially when it has been mentioned...
How one prides on being vegetarian!
'Will those comments be remembered? '
One thinks and gives direct eye contact!
Something had to be done,
Before one becomes too deeply involved!
And a promise is made to make another date.
With calls to be placed...
Once schedules have been checked and confirmed.
However...
One already knows,
There will be no availability.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She Remembered
(eric carmen)
I went back to my class reunion
I was wondering how my friends have changed
I was thinking bought a certain girl
I was hoping to find there
I walked in and she caught my eye
Though she was standing with another guy
All the years seemed to fade away
Could it be she still remembered
She remembered
It was so long ago
Could we ever feel that way again
She remembered
Making love neath the stars
Oh, the world was so much younger then
When we kissed and my heart stood still
I said I loved her and I always will
cause dreams are forever
And some things you never forget
She introduced me to the guy she was with
Then I asked her if shed like to dance
We hit the floor as the band began
Our favorite old slow song
I pulled her close and to my surprise
I heard her whisper as she closed her eyes,
God its just like it used to be
I wasnt sure if youd remember
I remember
It was so long ago
Could we ever feel that way again
I remember
Making love neath the stars
Oh the world was so much younger then
When we kissed and my heart stood still
I said I loved her and I always will
cause dreams are forever
And some things you never forget
Oh darlin, please dont try and understand it
Lets be fools for one moment in time
After all, this is not as if we planned it
Just hold me close and remember
When you used to be mine
I remember when
She remembered
It was so long ago
Could we ever feel that way again
She remembered
Making love neath the stars
Oh the world was so much younger then
When we kissed and my heart stood still
I said I loved her and I always will
cause dreams are forever
And some things you never forget
Well, dreams are forever
And some things you never forget
song performed by by Eric Carmen
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Im So Proud
Youre prettier than all the world
And Im so proud, Im so proud, Im so proud of you
cause youre only one fellows girl
Im so proud, Im so proud, Im so proud of you
Im so proud of being loved by you
And it would hurt, hurt to know,
If you ever were untrue, yeah
Sweeter than the taste of a cherry so sweet
Yeah, and Im so proud, Im so proud,
Im so proud of you
Compliments to you from all the people we meet
Yes babe and Im so proud, Im so proud,
Im so proud of you
Im so proud of being loved by you
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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It's The Things You Do
Chorus:
It's the things you do
That have made me fall
So in love with you
You can have it all
What else can I do
Nothin' left to prove
It's the things you do
(It's the things you do)
You touched my love line
So deep inside I
Never thought I'd feel so good
Oh no
No need to hide now
Open up your mind now
Let me make it understood
Because
Bridge:
Cos nobody ever said to me
All of the things we shared within
Now that I know that you can see
Let me fill you up
Chorus
(It's the things you do)
You and me baby like the ABC
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
Could it be unity
I need like J Hoffa
Romance your body
Work it out - mm proper
One of the finest
Things on my mind is
How you make me feel like gold queen Midas
Straight A plus the material I bust
But the things that you do
Keep me up and it's a must
Bridge
It's the things you do
That have made me fall
So in love with you
You can have it all
What else can I do (what else can I do)
Nothin' left to prove (baby nothing left to prove)
It's the things you do
That have made me fall
So in love with you
You can have it all
What else can I do
Nothin' left to prove
(It's the things you do)
Give me a chance and let me in
There's no need to hide what's there within
Now that I know that you can see
Let me fill you up
You got that Midas touch
I love you more than enough
For all the things that you do
It's the things you do
So in love with you
You can have it all
What else can I do
Nothin' left to prove
It's the things you do
song performed by by Five
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The Chronicles of Acid Part 2 Forgotten
Such a condemning word
People in herds use it all day
That is why I must say
My rhyme
Forgotten truly means so more much more
It means you've become one to abhor
It means you're not worth remembering
It means you're not worth loving
It means that you'll just fade when you die
Whether or not you do good and help your friends tie
Their ends and make them meet
With loss of memory they'll greet
You as a stranger
You who loved her
Because you're forgotten
Not remembered
Doesn't matter if you surrendered
And gave them everything, because now you're just a pen
Now you're just these words, just the memories you hold
The stories you told
Because all their memory of you
Is 'who? '
Cause now you're forgotten and that's even worse then 'Not Knowing'
poem by David Knox
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Philosophers should consider the fact that the greatest happiness principle can easily be made an excuse for a benevolent dictatorship. We should replace it by a more modest and more realistic principle - the principle that the fight against avoidable misery should be a recognized aim of public policy, while the increase of happiness should be left, in the main, to private initiative.
quote by Karl Popper
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My principle
Give me a chance
To work.
Give me a chance
To work as per
My principle.
And what is
My principle
How far it apply
How many people
Get benefit
Out of this principle
All are the questions
Yet to answer.
All answer
You can get only
When you allow me
To work freely
As per my principle.
Give me a chance
To work.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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You'll Know You Were Loved
Some things come to he who waits
but all is lost if you hesitate
And I was never one to wait
you'll know you were loved
You can hire great lawyers, you can speak to your friends
you can say he did this and that some things don't change
Unwrap the present and burn the remains
but you'll know you were loved
Now you take Roscoe, he ain't much
people say things are ruined after his touch
It's like a tar was dripping from his brush
but you'll know you were loved
Or Stan or Jake emerging from your past
from those love affairs that didn't last
But me, I'll give it my last gasp
and you'll know you were loved
A parrot, a donkey, a dog, a bone
some of us never had a home
And if we did we left it long ago
and didn't know we were loved
Empty as a wooden clock
left in the woods at twelve o'clock
Insides all rusted and spring is popped
but you'll know you were loved
Even when you sleep at night
inside your heart will cry
You can never say goodbye
when you know you were loved
Under-achievers of the world unite
You have nothing to lose except your fright
And together we can perhaps past the night
when you know you were loved
And together we can perhaps past the night
when you know you were loved
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Work or Reflection
Now, I always have preserved a certain attitude
Quite definite in reference to Work
('Tis futility concealing
That I have the Weary Feeling
And tendency perennial to shirk)
Still, I always strive to recognise the principle
That earnest, steady toil is ever best;
So that, having recognised it,
Not to say idealised it,
I would fain lay down my pen and take a rest.
For, you understand, to recognise a principle
Is patently a virtue in itself.
After that you have the option,
Of its strenuous adoption,'
Or the placing of it gently on a shelf.
For myself, I'm forced to own that though my theory's
A thing of beauty, even in the rough,
Dearth of cash supplies good reasons,
With the Passing of the seasons,
That this simple recognition's not enough.
For it's Work - Toil - Graft
It's accomplishment that matters in the end;
And the act of recognition,
Even by a politician,
Has not ever yet been known to make or mend.
And the man who holds a lamp-post up without much fret or fuss,
He may 'recognise a principle', and feel quite virtuous.
We have read about the lives, in ancient history,
Of the Doers back in ev'ry age and clime;
And their method of reforming
Was reflecting and performing,
More especially the latter, every time.
But the man who sat and recognised the principles,
And calmly left accomplishment to Fate,
May have won a reputation,
As a saviour of the nation,
But his name has been suppressed, at any rate.
This has clearly been the rule since far antiquity:
Before a thing is done a man must act;
And all progress lay in knowing
What to do, and straightway going
And just working till reform became a fact.
But to stand on distant nodding terms with principle
Has been a most unprofitable trick.
You may scan historic pages,
And right down throughout the ages
Mere reflection never laid a single brick.
For it's Graft - Toil - Work,
It's performance that is needed in the land.
Recognition, by the student,
Of the principle is prudent,
But it never yet has shifted any sand.
And Hell is full of futile folk who scorned the verb 'to do,'
Who 'recognised the principle' but failed to see it through.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Star
The twinkling star in the sky
*twinkles* and says to me:
You’ve loved so many people
In your life. Do you love me?
I say,
To the twinkling star
In the sky:
Long after
I’ve lived and loved…
When I die,
I’ll come hovering to you,
And ask you:
Do you remember me? !
If not, don’t forget
The many nights,
When you *twinkled* in the sky
And made me want to live…
When all I wanted, was to die.
How your sweetness made me
Smile :) and made my tears dry.
Whenever I felt low,
I just had to look out of the window,
You uplifted me high -
And made my spirits fly!
So my friend, now I’ve left behind
My loved ones to be with you…
My soul shining through you,
To say: Yes, you are the one
Who loved me all through,
So why shouldn’t I? !
Friends are forever,
They always live together
Even after they die,
They never say goodbye!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Oh Daddy
I used to be daddy's little girl
To us U meant the world
And, oh how we seemed so happy
Thought we had everything
But oh how the seasons changed
When you broke up with us and made a new family
So many
Times I cried
Sleepless nights
Asking why did U go
I still don't know
What happened to the man I used to know
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
Day by Day it got so hard
Ma takin any job
And the car just won't drive and nothing to get by
Next thing we in a food line
These things, no you didnt see
Cause you gave up on me
I just kept following my dream
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
Now slowly I start to understand
This was just all apart of a plan
Cause without we've been thru so many things
Now to you we are thanking
Every word I say is true
I couldn't forgive but now I do
But we just can't forget I just can't let it happen all over again
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
song performed by by Christina Milian
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