Do not trust your memory; it is a net full of holes; the most beautiful prizes slip through it.
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Do not trust your memory it is a net full of holes the most beautiful prizes slip through it.
quote by Georges Duhamel
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Ignorance Is Beautiful
She taught me two things,
‘Ignorance and Beautiful.'
One day, she told me,
'Let me tell you,
The meaning of Beautiful.
God is beautiful,
Nature is beautiful,
Life is beautiful,
Love is beautiful,
Care is beautiful,
Share is beautiful,
Understanding is beautiful,
Trust is beautiful,
Faith is beautiful,
Passion is beautiful,
Compassion is beautiful,
Air is beautiful,
Water is beautiful,
Earth is beautiful,
Fire is beautiful,
Energy is beautiful,
Here is beautiful,
There is beautiful,
Everywhere is beautiful,
Everyone is beautiful,
Everything is beautiful.'
I had to intervene,
'Looks the universe is beautiful,
But what is most beautiful? '
The reply comes full and straight,
'Ignorance is awesomely beautiful.'
Copyright © 2012 Sanjeev Kumar
poem by Sanjeev Kumar
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Can man succeed in his try?
God wanted man to die soon,
But man wanted to defy.
The soul inclined to obey
But the body stood to deny.
Once beasts and snakes made man die.
Then worms and germs took their toll.
Then virus became fatal.
Man overcame them and plugged the holes.
Now cancer has made a big hole,
Through which lot of souls slip out.
God sent agents to make holes
In the bodies for the souls to slip.
Man finds way to plug the holes.
Can man succeed in his try?
05.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Love So Beautiful
The summer sun looked down
On our love long ago
But in my heart I feel
The same old afterglow
A love so beautiful
In every way
A love so beautiful
We let it slip away
We were too young to understand
To ever know
That lovers drift apart
And thats the way love goes
A love so beautiful
A love so sweet
A love so beautiful
A love for you and me
And I when I think of you
I fall in love again
A love so beautiful
In every way
A love so beautiful
We let it slip away
A love so beautiful
In every way
A love so beautiful
We let it slip away
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Trust Trust
Trust trust many have found
Trust trust no where around
Trust trust is what many say
Trust trust here i lay
Trust trust in my ear
Trust trust i cant find you my dear
Trust trust is hard to find
Trust trust are you apart of mankind
Trust trust im calling to you
Trust trust please give me a clue
Trust trust i need my love
Trust trust she came from up above
Trust trust what do i do
Trust trust do i believe my boo
Trust trust am i right
Trust trust please show me the light
Trust trust your driving me crazy
Trust trust your just to hazy
Trust trust i will find you
Trust trust i will never find anew
Trust trust help me out
Trust trust cause with this love i dont want to wipeout
Trust trust sarah's is my heart
Trust trust she's a beauty of art
poem by Cody Fortner
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Trustworthy is just as important as love
How can u keep a secret about
yourself but yet someone
else your quick in a hurry
to throw their secret out of
your memory card and forget all about
their trust towards you...
Why should anyone trust anyone but themselves
because you as yourself is the
only person you can really count on
and when something goes wrong
no one can be blamed but yourself
How come love is a
chosen word thatmany use
but yet trust seems to slip
everyones minds and thoughts
They both hurt like hell
so whats the difference
♥ Jasi♥
poem by Jasmine Cooper
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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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Y - hole- 9+2=11
Lucky at this hole.
Watchout - they steal holes.
WHO-WHO-WHO
Not them - them.
Flowing sands-sands-sands and man.
Catch infinite vibes - MAN.
HOLES-HOLES-HOLES
Gone hole insane, hole insane - PAINS.
Peephole, porthole, volcano hole.
HOLES FOR SALE 'smart guy'.
HOLES FOR SALE 'smart guy'.
Sells nothing - makes money - SMART.
HOLES FOR SALE
LUCKY, , , bought a hole....SMART.
Donut holes-Bagel holes - *FOR SALE*.
Never thought about holes before.
LUCKY, , , at the, , , , ,11 hole.
LUCKY-LUCKY-LUCKY - 'knows'.
HOLES FOR SALE - {sale day}
SALE DAY - SALE DAY - SALE DAY
HOLES FOR SALE
2/27/2009 Joe Poewhit
JESUS SAVES
poem by Joe Poewhit
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Trust in Me-Selena Gomez
Trust in me, just in me.
Close your eyes and trust in me.
You can sleep safe and sound,
Knowing I am around.
Slip into silent slumber,
Sail on a silver mist.
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist.
Trust in me, just in me,
Close your eyes and trust in me.
Trust in me, just in me,
Close your eyes and trust in me.
Slip into silent slumber,
Sail on a silver mist.
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist.
Trust in me, just in me,
Close your eyes and trust in me.
poem by Rebecca Ryan
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I trust...
I trust the thunder, I trust the rain
I trust the cars, I trust the train
I trust the secrets, I trust the truth
I trust the old, I trust the youth
...I trust My right, I trust my left
I trust the Ground, I trust the skies
I trust the Truth But not the lies
I trust the fairies, I trust the elf
I trust you all… just not myself
Someone to trust.
Far towards the conors of this world do I ride my horse,
looking for a person to trust,
nevertheless do I know that there is no one on this earth,
I look now to god and I know that he's the only one I could trust,
that is the person one should trust,
he keeps your faith up,
while others let you down,
he is full of mercy,
but never take advantage,
he is full of love, that non has the time to experience it,
apart from all these I love him and trust him.
poem by Savio Vogt
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Psalm 129
Will you trust me in the valley deep?
Will you trust me as you lay down to sleep?
Yes I will trust you despite the pain
Yes I will trust you without any gain
Will you trust me in the depths of the sea?
Will you trust me though we may not agree?
Yes I will trust you in the darkest night
Yes I will trust you when I have no sight
Will you trust me when your lost and alone?
Will you trust me when your far from home?
Yes I will trust you when I have lost my way
Yes I will trust you to bring me back one day
Will you trust me that justice is Mine?
Will you trust me to give you new wine?
Yes I will trust you and turn the cheek
Yes I will trust you, your presence I seek
poem by Frank McEleny
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Memory is very important, the memory of each photo taken, flowing at the same speed as the event. During the work, you have to be sure that you haven't left any holes, that you've captured everything, because afterwards it will be too late.
quote by Henri Cartier-Bresson
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I live and will die by you
It is my memory of you
That kindles my spirit.
It is the same memory
That swindles my heart.
My head is full with your thought.
My bed is sore from the same thought.
Day by day pain aggravates;
The same way does my plight.
It is my memory of you
That gives me joy.
It is the same memory
That sends me to sorrow.
You throw on me the day and the night.
I enjoy both in different lights.
I cherish you in my memory;
I may perish from the same memory
29.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Book Of Black Holes
You be on yourside
I'll be on my side
In between there is a book
the book of Black Holes
You sling your arrows
I'll dodge the harrows
And then I'll record it
In the book of Black Holes
There be many pages
that goes through many stages
In the end you may find it
In the book of Black Holes
If it's a five or ten
Even a zero I win
And I have recorded it
In the book of Black Holes
Your comments cryptic
Your words haze, eliptic
And like I said goes down
In the book of Black Holes
Your choice to be insipid
Your dreams are timid
Compared to what's collected
In my book of Black Holes
poem by Midnights Voice
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Shadow of My Memory
Gust of stale wind breeze
whispers,
the memory,
the memory,
the memory,
much feeling
but seems without feelings at all,
candles have heart to,
hesitant to part.
much feeling but its
just as if there's none,
I think of the past
but i can't smile,
candles have heart too
it loathes parting.
Today will be a memory,
yesterday was a memory
drifting away, but
count not the time,
rather the moments.
our past days are beautiful
the things we kept
in our memory cache full.
the things we left are so many
fear of moving on,
fear of change,
wails of grief sucked
up excavated nose
soul wailing to the
top of the lungs.
in a minute this will
be just a memory
memories are
all pain in vain
but those are but memories
that dwindles each
day passes by,
as those slowly vanished,
I huddle in my room and cry,
memories are like dreams,
a reflection of the past.
poem by Cyrus Diaz
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Slip Slidin Away
Words & music by paul simon
Slip slidin away
Slip slidin away
You know the nearer your destination
The more youre slip slidin away
I know a man
He came from my home town
He wore his passion for his woman
Like a thorny crown
He said delores
I live in fear
My love for yous so overpowering
Im afraid that I will disappear
Slip slidin away
Slip slidin away
You know the nearer your destination
The more youre slip slidin away
I know a woman
Became a wife
These are the very words she uses
To describe her life
She said a good day
Aint got no rain
She said a bad days when I lie in bed
And think of things that might have been
Slip slidin away
Slip slidin away
You know the nearer your destination
The more youre slip slidin away
And I know a fa-ther
Who had a son
He longed to tell him all the reasons
For the things hed done
He came a long way
Just to explain
He kissed his boy as he lay sleeping
Then he turned around and headed home again
Slip slidin away
Slip slidin away
You know the nearer your destination
The more youre slip slidin away
God only knows
God makes his plan
The informations unavailable
To the mortal man
We work our jobs
Collect our pay
Believe were gliding down the highway
When in fact were slip slidin away
Slip slidin away
Slip slidin away
You know the nearer your destination
The more youre slip slidin away
Slip slidin away
You know the nearer your destination
The more youre slip slidin away
Mmm...
song performed by by Paul Simon
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Making Love With Memories
You poked my blurring eye,
Let me lift your mushy breast.
We aged onwards
While you stroked flaccidity –
Recalling decades of
Blood-gorged coming, shuddering to boot.
I kissed a venerable mouth
Crammed with falsities –
Once brilliant keys
Guarded by crimson lips
Washed by a sensual tongue.
And so we writhed in wrinkles,
Tiring effort, and
Memories.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Disco Strangler
Lookin for the good life
Dressed to kill
She dont have to worry cause
Theres always someone else who will
Loose and loaded every night
Dancin underneath the flashin light
Sayin, look at me, baby, look at me.
Im beautiful, Im beautiful, Im somebody.
Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler
Hes been around here all along, baby,
Been waiting for his time to come.
You lookin for attention, darlin
He will surely give you some
Hes the crimson in your face du jour,
The fiddler in your darkest night.
Hes the melody without a cure and
Rome is burning, but thats all right.
Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler
Just slip into the arms of the disco strangler
song performed by by Eagles
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Flute
There are too many holes
In the life of the flute
one by one he copes
and never bothers
the ignominious
as each holes brings
an equal opportunity
life is a beauty
so he harps
on regular intervals
utilizing the maximum
the entity rhythm
out of each and every one
makes a tune ethereal
and beautiful.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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