Who is late and not missed, mustn't call himself missing.
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Missed call
I missed your call
And who are you to call.
Who are you to call me
At this midnight hour
When I am in dream's empire.
Do not call me again
I have no pen.
I can not write
The time of call
How you call
Why you call.
I missed your call
I missed your call.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Late To Bloom I Am To This
Late to bloom I am to this.
An honesty revealed...
About my feelings concealed.
I thought I knew what they were,
As I told them.
I thought once described...
No one could truly hold them.
Or enfold them as I do.
Then I met you.
Late to bloom I am to this.
A stripping bare...
Of what I dare call,
A complete enthralling happiness.
Late to bloom I am to this.
But age has nothing to do...
How we two,
Me and you get to do what gets done.
With lessons learned...
I am so glad my heart awaited for this one.
Late to bloom I am to this!
And I had once admitted...
This would not happen.
This I had missed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sandra
(barry manilow / enoch anderson)
Shes a great little housewife
Though sometimes she talks like a fool
But she helps at the store in the holiday rush
And she picks up the kids after school
And she puts down the phone
When her husband comes home
And she changes from mother to wife
til she feels the words hanging between them
And she hangs by her words to her life
She says....
I swear I love my husband
I love my kids
I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadnt done it as soon as I did
Oh, there might have been time to be me for myself, for myself
So many things that she wishes
She dont even know what shes missing
And thats how she knows that she missed
Shes a sweetheart except when shes moody
Its hard to get through to her then
Depressed for a while when the youngest was born
Ah, but that happens now and again
Ah, she might take a drink with the housework
Or when michaels kept late at the shop
A martini or two before dinner
But she always knows when to stop
She says....
I swear I love my husband
And I love my kids
And, though I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadnt done it as soon as I did
Oh, there might have been time to be me for myself, for myself
So many things that she wishes
She dont even know what shes missing
And thats how she knows that she missed
Oh, they used to hold hands at the movies
Now its seldom, if ever, they go
Once you pay for the sitter, and parking the car
Theres no money left for the show
She was doing the dishes
When a glass fell and broke on the tile
And she cut her wrist, quite by mistake
It was real touch and go for a while
She says....
Oh god, I love my husband
And I love my kids
Well, I wanted to be like my mother
But if I hadnt done it as soon as I did
Oh, there might have been time to be me for myself, for myself
So many things that she wishes
She dont even know what shes missing
And thats how she knows that she missed
song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Sleep
When my mom came
Inside my room
I was under a blanket
And water smooth on window panes
Was trickling in the rain
The candles burned
When the wax curled
And fell on my mom's finger
And softly I
Without a sound
Sat up inside my bed
And put my finger onto hers
And calmly I just said,
'You mustn't weep
You mustn't cry
For daddy didn't really die.
He's waiting for us in his room
He will wake up
next afternoon
I promise you, he's
here alright
Along with us,
not out of sight
Not in the heavens,
Or in the ground
He's sleeping,
sweetly,
Safe and sound.
Believe me, mama
He's alive.
You mustn't cry
You mustn't weep,
I swear I heard him.
He's just... asleep.
poem by Sasha Ioffine
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The pained one bears no pain
It is true that I missed you
But with that I missed myself.
It is true that I lost you
But with that I lost myself.
Missed and lost from you
I have no pain in missing or losing you.
11.09.2000, Pkmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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634-5789
(steve cropper/eddie floyd)
If you need a little loving call on me
If you want a little hugging call on me
You know Ill be right here at home
All you got to do is pick up your telephone
And dial now 634-5789
634-5789
If you need a little kissing call on me
If good love is what youve been missing girl call on me
No more lonely nights will you be at home
All you got to do is pick up your telephone
And dial now 634-5789
634-5789
Ill be right there girl just as soon as I can
But if Im just a little bit late
I hope youll understand
Ill be right there baby just as soon as I can
But if Im just a little bit late
I hope youll understand
Call me at 634-5789
634-5789
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Sub Rosa
I missed the Spring.
I fell asleep under the shadows of my desires,
with mandolin sounds for lullabies
and my grandfather’s pipe,
in dreams dressed in herbal smoke and honey scents
and the beauty of my loved ones.
I missed the Spring.
I was late for my soul,
too late for a song,
deceived by the lotus flowers
and the smiles of the sirens,
their seductive bodies waving my sanity away.
I missed the Spring.
The ring of oblivion was Time’s gift,
a nursery rhyme’s forgotten curse,
here like now, absent like never,
a colourless rainbow reflection
on eyes of sadness.
I missed the Spring.
I woke up in the slumbers of my regrets,
by tribal drumbeats for breakfast
and my grandmother’s tales,
in a reality stripped of hope and home warmth,
well worth the loneliness of a poem.
I missed the Spring.
poem by Niko Tiliopoulos
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I mean one of the basic rules when you're acting is that you mustn't stand in judgement on a character, you mustn't say Hitler was a bad man because you can't act in that way.
quote by Janet Suzman
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Poetry And Politics Should Not Be Mixed
I love my poetry pure and personal
The feelings of the single soul
In loneliness and love
In sadness and in happiness
But when they call us animal names
And say they want to kill us all
And when they make us into microbes and cancers
They say they will exterminate
How can I go on just by myself only for myself?
Mustn’t I say I come from a people
Whose Name for God means Peace
And who teach Kindness as life’s first quality?
A people who perhaps more than any other
Have suffered cruelty in their struggle to survive?
Mustn’t I with my small words nonetheless strive to say
We will fight to survive
Though
We in Israel want no wars and no hate and no killing and no death
We want our neighbors to thrive and prosper
And all peoples to live and worship in their own way
Mustn’t I say
War will be waged only reluctantly as last resort
As Peace for all
Is what we need and pray
Lion with the lamb
Under fig tree and vine
As our prophets taught in the Holy Land
So many years ago.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Sukis Missing
Writers: leo sayer & alan tarney
Let me tell you bout a girl I knew
A rollin stone
The sort of girl you give your lifetime to
But you never own
Sukis missing -- shes not at home
Sukis missing -- address unknown
On the paper there were fifteen words
Saying sukis gone
A scribbled line to whom it may concern
Saying nothings wrong
Sukis missing -- told a lie or two
Sukis missing -- didnt leave a clue
Missing missing missing
I call on missing persons
Leave your number youll be called
Help me operator cos Im going up the wall
Ive tried every method to get suki back again
Now Im telling a computer
bout the shape that Im in
I know its looking bad cos there hasnt been
Back a word
So Im asking on the street
You seen a chinese girl?
Theres a poster on the box
Upon the police station wall
Theres a photo there of suki
She was with me I recall
Sukis missing -- missing
I got to get that chinese girl
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Too Late
Music: al west lyrics: cory rooney, jennifer lopez
Chorus:
First you say that you have to go away
I never should have been with you anyway
Now you say you want to stay
Its too late, cause Im sending you on your way
You say that you have to go away
I never really loved you anyway
Now you say you want to stay
Its too late, its too late
Like a puppet on a string
You came and took control of me
Wouldve given anything
To be your one and only
Filled my head with fantasies of what one day youd give to me
Full of hope for what could be
(I sat and waited patiently)
Chorus
For a time you were for me
Everything that I could need
Gave me time and diamond rings
But something else was missing
You never stayed the whole night through
I suffered, prayed and cried for you
After all that weve been through
I feel I never even knew you
Chorus
Bridge:
Theres no need to call me on the phone
I dont wanna hear from you no more
No need, dont call
Dont be a fool and stand outside my door
cause being the woman that I am
I got to go on with other plans
Break
Chorus
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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The Best Of Friends
A friend mustn't be with you for you to know she is the best of friends
a friend mustn't flatter you to hear you say you are the best
a friend mustn't say you are the sister i never had for you to know she is the sister you never had.
The best of friend is the one you know is always by your side no matter the distance
the best of friends is the one who shows how much she loves you by her actions
the best of friends supports you, advise you, console you and alway think about you.
They accepts your behaviors and personality and try to make it perfect
they make you feel at home where ever you go
they always give you a hug at every time they can.
poem by Juslaine Larie
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A Missed Childhood
I missed out on having a childhood
went from a little girl to womanhood.
I think the way my parents raised their children
was only the best of what they're parents could.
I always felt like their Cinderella
always cleaning, ironing and straightening up it seemed.
Taking care of my little sisters and brother
never spending time to be just that child which I need.
I always felt that I had missed out on something
and searched for that missing link throughout my life.
Been married too many times to speak of
been a mother to two sons and a loving wife.
I always promised myself not to repeat
what and how I had been raised.
But to give my sons all of my love
with Respect and Love and Praise.
To allow them to be a child
the best child that they could be.
And always keep myself in check
remembering that missing part of that child in me.
poem by Linda Winchell
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That's what we're missing. We're missing argument. We're missing debate. We're missing colloquy. We're missing all sorts of things. Instead, we're accepting.
quote by Studs Terkel
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Today I missed you
Today I missed you more
than I thought possible
and the missing
wasn’t of your body
and not being able
to make love to you.
I missed your company,
the way that you sometimes frown
at the bright light falling on your face,
the way that you throw your head back
to get the hair from your face,
the way that you blow
smoke out after
sucking a cigarette
and still something lingered with me
as if in a way you were here.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Late Cat
Late to train
Late to bus
Late to class
And late to party;
She is everywhere a late cat!
Late to eat
Late to sleep
Late to fate
And late to luck;
She is for everything a late cat!
Late to clock
Late to block
Late to dash
Against the truck
And, lo! Even late to death;
She is always a late cat!
poem by Sasikala Kamandula
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Ive Been Missing You
Do I know if you are sleeping
Cause you lie so still and warm
Yeh the darness and the silence wrap around me
Dont hear your cries that make me sleep so sound
Maybe Ive been missing you
Oh maybe Ive been missing you
For so long
If one day you said you were happy
I think your spell would be broken for good
Sometimes I pray
If you are unkind to me
Maybe Ill love you more for that
And maybe Ive been missing you
Oh maybe Ive been missing you
For so long
And maybe Ive been missing you
Ive been missing you
For so long yeh yeh
song performed by by Texas
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Ive Been Missing You
Do I know if you are sleeping
Cause you lie so still and warm
Yeh the darness and the silence wrap around me
Dont hear your cries that make me sleep so sound
Maybe Ive been missing you
Oh maybe Ive been missing you
For so long
If one day you said you were happy
I think your spell would be broken for good
Sometimes I pray
If you are unkind to me
Maybe Ill love you more for that
And maybe Ive been missing you
Oh maybe Ive been missing you
For so long
And maybe Ive been missing you
Ive been missing you
For so long yeh yeh
song performed by by Texas
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You Wear Those Eyes
You wear those eyes that never blink
You always were the missing link
You paint your mouth, you let me know
You really are the only show
Just take your time
Its not too late
Ill be your mirror
You wont hesitate
Im easy to be found
Whenever you come down
You got that walk, you do the stroll
You make me lose my ground control
You got that look I cant resist
Like something missing, never kissed
Just take your time
(just take your time)
Its not too late
(its not too late)
Ill be your mirror
(just take your time)
So you wont hesitate
Im easy to be found
Whenever you come down
You do the pogo without the bounce
You got the name I cant pronounce
You fall in love (you fall in love) you like the sting
You make believe (you make believe) its everything
Just take your time
(just take your time)
Its not too late
(its not too late)
Ill be your mirror
(just take your time)
So you wont hesitate
Im easy to be found
Whenever you come down
(just take your time)
(its not too late)
(repeat)
song performed by by Cars
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They'll None of 'Em Be Missed
As some day it may happen that a victim must be found,
I've got a little list - I've got a little list
Of social offenders who might well be underground,
And who never would be missed - who never would be missed!
There's the pestilential nuisances who write for autographs -
All people who have flabby hands and irritating laughs -
All children who are up in dates, and floor you with 'em flat -
All persons who in shaking hands, shake hands with you like THAT -
And all third persons who on spoiling TETE-E-TETES insist -
They'd none of 'em be missed - they'd none of 'em be missed!
There's the nigger serenader, and the others of his race,
And the piano organist - I've got him on the list!
And the people who eat peppermint and puff it in your face,
They never would be missed - they never would be missed!
Then the idiot who praises, with enthusiastic tone,
All centuries but this, and every country but his own;
And the lady from the provinces, who dresses like a guy,
And who "doesn't think she waltzes, but would rather like to try";
And that FIN-DE-SIECLE anomaly, the scorching motorist -
I don't think he'd be missed - I'm SURE he'd not be missed!
And that NISI PRIUS nuisance, who just now is rather rife,
The Judicial humorist - I've got HIM on the list!
All funny fellows, comic men, and clowns of private life -
They'd none of 'em be missed - they'd none of 'em be missed!
And apologetic statesmen of the compromising kind,
Such as - What-d'ye-call-him - Thing'em-Bob, and likewise - Never-
mind,
And 'St - 'st - 'st - and What's-his-name, and also - You-know-who-
(The task of filling up the blanks I'd rather leave to YOU!)
But it really doesn't matter whom you put upon the list,
For they'd none of 'em be missed - they'd none of 'em be missed!
poem by William Schwenck Gilbert
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