It is not the literal past that rules us, save, possibly, in a biological sense. It is images of the past.
quote by George Steiner
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Images of Time
The images in my mind is like my thoughts.
Expressing my thoughts is like expressing my feelings.
Words are spoken.All my images are broken.
Broken down into pieces, which can never be made into new dishes.
Those images of past.It takes time to last.
It will last forever for met to take over.
All those images wore my past life.
But it has nothing to do with my past life.
Those images can be forgotten.But not those people.
Those people who are in your images.Can be in a real image.
When you see those people in front of you.
You like to say 'How are you'?
If they say I am fine.Then you will think of those time.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Red book - The Rule Is You Must Say How You Really Feel.
Reading the red book. It tries to explain the rules of life. Never too fast, never too fast, it says it won't last. Burnt by the past. Some new so close to you. You must get to know them. Its a game you can slowly win. Bury your true feelings.
Reading the read book. It tries to explain the rules of life. Never to fast, never too fast. It says it won't last burnt by the past. We are all wearing masks. Time to take them off. Stop hiding behind your walls. It cost us all. It will be your down fall. Just another phone call. Meeting the face behind this stall. It has come to a sudden halt.
Reading the read book. It tries to explain the rules of life. Never too fast, never too fast. It says it won't last. Burnt by the past. Are we trying to hard? Are we faking this march? Are you trying to hide something underneath? Are you look for a little relief? Do you want me, and are afraid to say it? Denying our insides. They can't be alive. They just can't. And go back to the old dance.
Reading the red book. It tries to explain the rules of life. Never too fast, never too fast. It says it won't last. Burnt by the past. Memories ignite, previous passions locked up so tight. Are you willing? Are you giving in to obvious feelings. Let me know. And I won't go. Please stop the fruadlent show. Its faking thats so heart breaking. Is your heart aching? How can I make you understand this is your one and only chance. So please lets dance.
Reading the red book. It tries to explain the rules of the past. Never too fast, never too fast. It says it won't last. Burnt by the past. I have been burnt by the past.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Don't Know Where The Past Is Gone
I don’t know where the past is gone
I only know most of my own life is over-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know so many people I loved
Are no longer here and will never be here again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know that that chance I had that hope for so many years
Can never be mine in the same way again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
So many moments of beauty and love and opportunity missed and longing unrealized-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what of it I should miss
And why I should long for it so.
I don’t know where the past has gone
And where my life was lost and why I did not do better in it-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what will be when for me
Everything is only the Past gone
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Each new historical era mirrors itself in the picture and archive mythology of its past or of a past borrowed from other cultures. It tests its sense of identity, of regress or new achievement, against that past.
quote by George Steiner
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Moments with You
Reminiscing about days of the past
Jumbled images of my life amassed
Chasing the end of another decade
My passion is not a masquerade
What date will be life's lethal dose
Praying that I will I get to say adios
Until then, I'll keep on loving you
Having fond memories to accrue
My past, your past...ancient histories
Together, we will hoard anniversaries
Though one day I'll be called up yonder
So moments with you, I won't squander
poem by Charles Hancock
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If the only new thing we have to offer is an improved version of the past, then today can only be inferior to yesterday. Hypnotized by images of the past, we risk losing all capacity for creative change.
quote by Robert Hewison
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Just A Man Trying To Save A Life.
Stand back please. I must stop the bleeding. Who are you? Just a man trying to save a life. Be of use, and get me some towels. We got to put pressure on this wound and stop it and possibly save a life. With redemption on my side i perform surgery. With gods blessing i go in and try to heal. With regret i sometimes fail. We just lost another one on the table. I'm just a man trying to save a life. I claim no special title. I claim no special power. Just some observation, some common sense, and actually giving a damn. Excuse me I'm just a man trying to save a life. Got another one that needs to go under the knife. The gentle touch means so much. Its treasage. Bringing order to this chaos. Just a man trying to save a life. Save a life.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Pages Of My Mind
Faces from my past flicker
through the pages of my mind
along with shadowy figures
I wish I had left behind.
Old loves and new loves
smile and say hello as they pass
through the pages of my mind.
They come in quiet moments
when I am at peace with the world.
Reflecting images of times left behind.
There are no future images,
as those pages haven’t been written yet,
only ones from a distant past.
They stroll across with happy moments
written on the pages of my mind.
11 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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The Past Follows
You try hard not to show it
I sense what is going on
You hide behind your smile
Something has gone wrong
The Past Follows
Your heart is somewhere
There's nothing I can do
It's far beyond any words
Yes It's so deep within you
The Past Follows
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Past
Past is past.
It never comes.
It helps us something to learn.
Past lives may hurt us.
But It never ruins us.
Don't fight the past.
Let it go, always be simple, always be inspired.
There is no point going with the past.
There is the point going with present.
Past determines nothing.
Present determines something.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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In other words, we are interested in the anatomical and mental characteristics of men living under the same biological, geographical, and social environment, and as determined by their past.
quote by Franz Boas
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Breath by Breath
Our moments are precious and
Our time is now.
Use it wisely and use it well!
There is no connecting the past
And future. The presence is the
in-between and only lasts but
Less than a breath.
The presence is so fast,
a blink of an eye and it is the past!
Then are we really living our future with
each inhale and our past goes out
with each exhale?
Are is it really just a pretence of presence?
Future - Past,
Future - Past,
Future - Past!
poem by JDarrell Kirkley
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In Every Dropp Of Rain
In every dropp of rain
Lies a memory encased
Inside
A vision from our past
That will hopefully help
Our future
It may be a small glimpse
Or a wide and vast array
Of images
It may not make sense
But still we watch
Since the beginning
Of all that was
The rain drops stayed the same
poem by Autumn Winds
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My Past
I can never let go of my past because my past has marked me
Every time I look down
Every time I look over
There is my past
The notches
The bold the non-mistakable scars
…the scars
My past
Each and every one has a story
Each and every one has a memory
Each and every one has brought tears to my eyes
For no story nor memory are of happiness, triumph, or glory
No, they are of fear, anxiety, self-hatred, paranoia, and loneliness
I can never let go of my past because my past will always be part of me
poem by Scarlet Mo Chroi
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Imagination is the sixth sense
Without the help of imagination,
The future and the past cannot be seen;
Similes and metaphors are meaningless.
Parts under the clothes cannot be x-rayed.
Images from the screen cannot be fantasized.
Thinking and musing are stalled.
Judgments and beliefs are out of preview.
No intuition; no speculation.
Imagination is man's sixth sense.
07.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Looking At The Past...
when i look at the past
i will always have something to say
i can write all the days of my life
simply glancing at it like it is
a movie watched by Howard
for months without a bath or break
i do not think that it is crazy
to go over the past images over and
over again, there is much to see and
say, for in there, i had always been
muted, i was blinded, in such a
deafening helplessness
now, i must ceaselessly mention it
to the world, as a matter of coping up
on such a short time, on such a
breath that is so limited, so so limited.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Gone
Everything of the past is a memory gone
Remembering my past will only be a sign of weakness
Now life is so cruel, that the past has left no meaning
I am very alone and that is how I have to live my future life.
Anything which reminds me of my past, is to be stayed away from
That is the best and the only way to survive.
If I said I still do love you
Then it would be a big lie now
Since, now the love which I had for you has actually turned into hate
Earlier I loved you a lot and very truly
Now I do not love you
As a matter of fact, the hate is so much that the pain of the past is like a volcano
Which will just blast, if I ever again came close to you
Stay away my past, you are my memory, which is gone.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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The American people expect more from Congress. They expect fiscal responsibility and common sense. They expect us to return to the pay-as-you-go budget rules that we had enacted in the past that helped us establish a surplus, however briefly.
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A Dark Past
My past is dark
It's full of pain and tears
My past is my story
My past made me stronger
People still don't know why my past is dark
But I will tell you
No more hiding for me
My past is red stained razors
I admit I did cut
But, I will no more
My closest friend was the only one that knew
Me and her alike in so many ways
We helped each other through thick and thin
My future is bright and happy
I am loved and always will be loved
In my future I will not shed a tear
For I will be surrounded by loved ones
My past is erased I have no regrets
My life is better oh..so much better
poem by Jasmine Kayleen
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Modality
The growing pace of obsolescence
That exists in the world of machines
Has seen me seeking refuge in
Less evanescent means
Of externalizing art.
There's a sense of doom in pictures
The end's hardly after the start
Today's in the museum tomorrow
An ineluctable feeling of sorrow
Has entered the expression of art.
Lost sense of the journey
When start seems after the end
What's done is done
Before it's done
The present before the past
The future earlier still
When future's gone
Past is round the bend.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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