There is something in the pang of change More than the heart can bear, Unhappiness remembering happiness.
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Remembering
Remember those golden days
We used to walk hand in hand
I was your friend, your fool, your lover
I was your man
I can see you then
Smiling, looking straight at me
You caught me unawares, I blushed
Lets sit beneath this tree
I cant get over the change in you
I cant get over the change in me
And I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways
I can recall you running to a sweet shop
You stopped
Bought me something
And you handed it to me
You were my girlfriend then
The first that I ever had
The first that I ever kissed
And the first to make me sad
I cant get over the change in you
I cant get over the change in me
I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering the old ways
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering the old days
I keep on remembering
Your pretty dress
With the zip up the back
I used to love you like that
I used to love you like that
Oh yeah
I keep on remembering
I keep on remembering all about you
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Home 1
Not the end: but there's nothing more.
Sweet Summer and Winter rude
I have loved, and friendship and love,
The crowd and solitude:
But I know them: I weary not;
But all that they mean I know.
I would go back again home
Now. Yet how should I go?
This is my grief. That land,
My home, I have never seen;
No traveller tells of it,
However far he has been.
And could I discover it,
I fear my happiness there,
Or my pain, might be dreams of return
Here, to these things that were.
Remembering ills, though slight
Yet irremediable,
Brings a worse, an impurer pang
Than remembering what was well.
No: I cannot go back,
And would not if I could.
Until blindness come, I must wait
And blink at what is not good.
poem by Edward Thomas
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Habit Inhibitor
You need to get up and change.
And stop that complaining,
About the same 'thang'.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
And get rid of...
Or,
Arrange that pain.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness,
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
You need to get up and change.
And stop that complaining,
About the same 'thang'.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness,
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
A misfit fixed to unhappiness,
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
You need to get up and change.
And stop that complaining,
About the same 'thang'.
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
And stop looking for another trick...
To end that same 'thang' claimed!
You need to get up and change.
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness.
You need to get up and change.
You're a habit inhibitor a lip bitter giver!
Yes,
You need to get up and change!
You're a misfit fixed to unhappiness.
Looking for another trick...
To end that mix the same.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Involvement makes you happy
Absence of unhappiness is the peace
Peace itself is not the happiness.
To involve is the happiness;
To withdraw is the peace.
Love, marry, deliver, toil, rear and serve.
You will have found your happiness.
25.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When I Woke Up
You were on my mind when i woke up this morning
Remembering your smile
I guess the next time I'll see your face
Will take a little while
I was remembering your arms around me
Love the way they always feel warm
With you by my side
I completely feel no harm
I was remembering your voice
Makes my heart skip a beat
But without you baby
My whole heart skip a beat
But without you baby
My whole body's weak
I was remembering our times
The good and the bad
The funny times when you cheered me up
And especially the sad
Remembering your eyes
How they always meet mine
Remembering all the little things you do
To make my life worthwhile
I was wondering when we'll be together
Just us two
I guess I'm missing you more than i usually do
poem by Margaret Smith Vail
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Wish part 2
Wish
If we keep the faith on it
Maybe someday it will be answered
That is the power of human’s wish
But if you wish for somebody’s unhappiness
The part of the power
Will fall to ourselves
A man who thinks he is unhappy now
Will hate somebody and wish for their unhappiness
Without realize when wish for revenge
It will only cause the same pain to himself
Wish and keep wishing
Until one day
He also takes his beloved one in the wish for his own unhappiness
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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You Live There and I Feel It
I had nothing left.
Or so I thought.
And I sat remembering,
Who and what brought me joy.
I had to laugh.
That was still in my grasp.
It was you who shared my happiness.
When I had more of that!
Thinking it would forever last.
And when you passed...
I had nothing left.
Or so I thought.
And I sat remembering,
Who and what brought me joy.
You are that 'what'.
The 'who' that remains in my heart!
You live there.
And I feel it.
It's true,
You do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unhappiness
Unhappiness?
I refuse to accept it.
Or keep it as a gift,
Anyone insist I get and leaves.
I know what it is like,
To unwrap my burdens on another.
And I've grown up since then,
To understand my problems...
Are up to me to end!
Unhappiness?
With a sulking deeply felt.
Aided by a brooding,
And a worthlessness of self.
That is spiced with anger,
To put the blame on someone else!
Only prolongs the agony.
Especially when those near it...
Can't bear any longer to hear it!
Fearing a joy they may choose to have,
Makes someone who is unhappy...
Determined to destroy good feelings.
Until everyone around them is as equally sad!
And doing it,
If they have to use megaphones.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Part Of Happiness
If you want a big happiness part
Then listen with an open heart
And be brave to bear it all
Either its a pain or a joy that's small
So never hurry in listening to
The wishes of heart passing through
Any phase of trouble or pain
And any trace of joy or fain
And try working hard each day
For happiness is found along the way
So don't wait till you meet the end
For then life will not happiness send
And learn this rule of happiness today
That it is found along life's way
So don't feel inside bad or narrow
For happiness time is today and tomorrow.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Our Love Will Never Change
The world will change
But it’s happiness won’t change.
The people will change
But their smiles won’t change.
The seasons will change
But their beauty won’t change.
The days will change
But the sun and moon won’t change.
Just like the color of the pretty sky and snow
Our love will never ever change.
Mind your happiness
Subtract the moments of unhappiness.
That is not the life you have lived.
Learn to adapt to the environs
That you will have to live with.
Happiness rests with your haves,
Not with what you aspire to have.
Then readily comes happiness,
Which is the life you have lived.
Mahatma Gandhi found happiness
Even in the life of the prison.
02.03.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unhappiness is something we are never taught about; we are taught to expect happiness, but never a Plan B to use to use when the happiness doesn't arrive.
quote by Doug Coupland
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In The Round Tower At Jhansi
A hundred, a thousand to one; even so;
Not a hope in the world remained:
The swarming howling wretches below
Gained and gained and gained.
Skene looked at his pale young wife:—
'Is the time come?'—'The time is come!'—
Young, strong, and so full of life:
The agony struck them dumb.
Close his arm about her now,
Close her cheek to his,
Close the pistol to her brow—
God forgive them this!
'Will it hurt much?'—'No, mine own:
I wish I could bear the pang for both.'
'I wish I could bear the pang alone:
Courage, dear, I am not loth.'
Kiss and kiss: 'It is not pain
Thus to kiss and die.
One kiss more.'—'And yet one again.'—
'Good-bye.'—'Good-bye.'
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The art of living does not consist in preserving and clinging to a particular mode of happiness, but in allowing happiness to change its form without being disappointed by the change; happiness, like a child, must be allowed to grow up.
quote by Charles Morgan
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The art of living does not consist in preserving and clinging to a particular mood of happiness, but in allowing happiness to change its form without being disappointed by the change for happiness, like a child, must be allowed to grow up.
quote by Charles Langbridge Morgan
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There is nothing in the world so much admired as a man who knows how to bear unhappiness with courage.
Happiness is the interval between periods of unhappiness.
quote by Don Marquis
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Door To My Happiness
You are the only one who holds the key to opening the door to my happiness. Each time you unlock my door, you make me come alive and make one exist in time. One precious turn of a key and you make me feel what it is to be happy and to be at peace with myself. On every level you know how to get to the heart of my happiness. Your unselfish ways to make me loved and understood are sometimes more than I can bear, as I have never known this kind of happiness ever before.
What can I say that will ever let you know how happy you make me feel? What word, which phrase will let you know that without you in my life, I would never know what true happiness could ever be? It is not enough to share this happiness, it has to be cherished with a guilty pleasure.
You bring the best out of me every time you unlock the door to my happiness. Colors swirl about me: bright yellows, greens, and oranges...music and song fill within my heart and soul...knowing you are the only one who can unlock the door to my happiness.
poem by Midnight Bones
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Over Everything
fed up with the feeling
of emptiness and loneliness
keeping everything to myself
being confused
unsure about anything
slowly kicking out the people that care
then regretting it
thinking this is my life now
and its not going to change
feeling nothing
like i have no heart
and wishing
i could change things
back to how they were
but remembering it's to late
and living with the fact
things will never change
poem by Alyssha Middleton
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