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I have always felt that the moment when first you wake up in the morning is the most wonderful of the 24 hours. No matter how weary or dreary you may feel, you possess the certainty that ... absolutely anything may happen. And the fact that it practically always doesn't , matters not one jot. The possibility is always there.

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I have always felt that the moment when first you wake up in the morning is the most wonderful of the twenty-four hours.

quote by Monica Baldwin
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Last Dance

Wake up! its a monday morning
No time left to say goodbye
Cant breathe and the lights are changing.
You can live your own life
Making it happen
Working on your own time
Laid back and laughin
Oh no, oh no.
Headlights, make it home by sundown
Feeling that the day is through
Return back to where you come from
You can live your own life
Making it happen
Working on your own time
Laid back and laughin
Oh no, oh no.
You wake up in the mornin
And the suns comin up.
Its been up for hours and hours and hours
And hours and hours and hours
Its been up for hours and hours and hours
And you light up the stove
And the coffee cup, its hot.
And the orange juice is cold, cold, cold
Monday morning,
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Its time to go,
Time to go to work.
You can live your own life
Making it happen
Working on your own time
Laid back and laughin
Oh no, oh no.
No, no, no.

song performed by by Neil Young
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It Really Doesn't Matter

You say your ugly, i say it doesn't matter.
You say you have a dark past,
i say it doesn't matter.
You say theirs overwhelming responsibility,
i say it doesn't matter.
I don't believe in walking away when things get hard.
In fact they are my spark to continue my march.
Through thick and thin where to begin.
You say you don't have a way.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say that you cant give back what you would like.
I say it doesn't matter.
You say, you say oh it really doesn't matter,
I live one day at a time.
Choices will be made that will save the day
but hurt me financially.
It doesn't matter Choice will be made
that will set me back in my expectations.
It doesn't matter,
It really doesn't matter.
Its well worth it.
To see the beauty that
you have placed before me.
Oh how its worth it.
To settle down and not be looking to be found.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In The Moment.

She said.
He said.
It doesn't matter,
What they said.

She touched.
He touched.
It doesn't matter,
What they touched.

She heard.
He heard.
It doesn't matter,
What they heard.

She felt.
He felt.
It doesn't matter,
What they felt.

It doesn't matter,
It was there
In that moment.

poem by Nick Strong
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Nothing Even Matters

Now the skies could fall
Not even if my boss should call
The world it seems so very small
'Cause nothing even matters at all

Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all

See I don't need no alcohol
Your love makes me feel ten feet tall
Without it I'd go through withdrawal
'Cause nothing even matters at all

Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters at all

These buildings could drift out to sea
Some natural catastrophe
Still there's no place I'd rather be
'Cause nothing even matters to me

Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me

You're part of my identity
I sometimes have the tendency
To look at you religiously
'Cause nothing even matters to me

Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters to me

Now you won't find me at no store
I have no time for manicures
With you it's never either or
'Cause nothing even matters no more

Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more

Now my team could score
And make it to the Final Four
Just repossess my 4x4
'Cause nothing even matters no more

Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more
Nothing even matters
Nothing even matters no more

song performed by by Lauryn Hill from The Miseducation Of Lauryn Hill
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It Matters To Me

Baby tell me where'd you ever learn
To fight without sayin' a word
Then waltz back into my life
Like it's all gonna be alright
Don't you know how much it hurts

When we don't talk
When we don't touch
When it doesn't feel like we're even in love
It matters to me
When I don't know what to say
Don't know what to do
Don't know if it really even matters to you
How can I make you see
It matters to me

Maybe I still don't understand
The distance between a woman and a man
So tell me how far it is
And how you can love like this
'Cause I'm not sure I can

song performed by by Faith Hill from It Matters To Me
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Every Moment Felt Kept Precious

In these hours now,
With every moment felt kept precious.
I've become more sensitive to your needs.
With a satisfaction I am able to feed them.
In these hours now.
In these hours now,
With every moment felt kept precious.

Simple talks and quiet walks I welcome.
Leaving complexities and what they could be,
Left...
Alone.

Wanting us to be more honest with an openness.
Are wishes like this I am glad we witness and condone.
To know our love has never roamed.

And just as strong as steel and stone!
In these hours now!
And every moment felt kept precious...
In a respectfulness that has survived,
Through sour times.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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That though we are certain of many things, yet that Certainty is no absolute Infallibility, there still remains the possibility of our being mistaken in all matters of humane Belief and Inquiry.

quote by Joseph Glanvill
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The Face

The face that matters
The voice that matters
The walk that matter
The eyes that matter
The lips that matter
The hair that matters
The tippet that matters
The annulets that matter
The ear-rings that matter
The bangles that matter
The lines on your hand
The lines on your forehead
The breath you take
The perfume you smell
All that matter to me.

poem by Satyabrata Barik
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I Had To Let You Know

It's been sometime since I last paid you a visit,
if you remember I got absolutely wet through.
It never stopped raining all the time I was here,
and it was not a good time to talk with you.

Today spring is here and the sun is out,
and my visit is long overdue.
You are the only one I can confide in
and besides this matter does concern you.

I feel very uncomfortable talking about this,
these matters concerning the heart,
I've never been one to discuss my feelings,
and I don't really know where to start.

I'm sorry, but I've got feelings for another,
and I feel guilty that I have them.
I didn't expect a simple hello to turn to love,
and I swore I'd never allow this to happen.

I know you think I'm being ridiculously stupid,
and knowing how you think you would probably say
that I should think more about companionship and love,
than talking to a wife long since past away.

I can't ignore the fact that we were so much in love,
and I still love, and miss you with all my heart.
I had to tell you that my love for you hasn't ceased,
and in my memories you still play the greatest part.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Wake Up Call

This is your wake up call... young hearts be free
Get up, get on, get out about and shout it
Tell em all youre dressed and on your way
Oh theres absolutely no doubt about it
This is your wake up call
Youre gonna miss it all
Am I the only one out there thats listening
Cos its such a lovely noise that I can hear
Eyes are opening up to all around them
This is their wake up call
Theyre gonna miss it all
Can you feel whats happening here
Everything is changing all around you
Its in the air, electricity
Everybody, yes everybodys waking up
Good morning to you
Youre not the only one out there whos running
But the man whos sitting next to yous asleep
So pick him up and shake him till he hears you
This is his wake up call
Hes gonna miss it all
Can you feel whats happening here
Everything is changing all around you
Its in the air, electricity
Everybody, yes everybodys waking up
Good morning to you
Those whove done all they can do sleep easy
Those that turn away, they sleep alone
But theres no doubt about it absolutely
This is a wake up call
We re gonna miss it all
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up call
This is your wake up call
Youre gonna miss it
Youre gonna miss it all

song performed by by Phil Collins
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As A Matter Of Fact

Written by s. garrett & d. boyette
Blow daddy, aww, yeah
Here we are, standing at the hard line
We made it last this long
The two of us, together since the first time
And I believe our love is still strong
Seems love has a funny way
Well, it can come or go or it can choose to stay
But love says what it has to say
(chorus)
Matter of fact (ooh, as a matter of fact)
I love you (oh, as a matter of fact)
And I love that you love me back
As a matter of fact (ooh, as a matter, a matter)
Some said we wouldnt make it this far
But they dont talk no more (no more)
The love we share is precious as a big star
And what we haves what others hope for
Seems love has a funny way
Well, it can come or go or it can choose to stay
But love says what it has to say
(chorus)
Matter of fact (ooh, as a matter of fact)
I need you (oh, as a matter of fact)
And Im glad that you need me back
As a matter of fact (ooh, as a matter, a matter)
Mm, matter of fact, yeah (ooh as a matter of fact)
I want you (yeah, as a matter of fact)
And I cant tell you more than that
As a matter of fact, (ooh, as a matter) yeah (matter)
Aww, blow, daddy
Musical interlude
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Seems love has a funny way
Well, it can come and go or it can choose to stay
But love says what it has to say
(repeat chorus)
Matter of fact (ooh, as a matter of fact)
I love you (oh, as a matter of fact)
Yeah and I love that you love me back
As a matter of fact (ooh, as a matter of fact)
Ooh, ooh, baby
Matter of fact (ooh, as a matter of fact)
I need you (yeah, as a matter of fact)
And Im glad that you need me right back
As a matter of fact
(ooh, as a matter) yeah (a matter)

song performed by by Natalie Cole
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The Moment Never Had

So don’t change the fact
The moment never had
Never came
So don’t change the fact
My moment didn’t last
And I never did want to blame you
So don’t change the fact
That my moment was never had
I never really wanted it that bad
So don’t change the fact
The moment never had
Never was supposed to happen
So don’t change the fact
So don’t change the fact
The moment never had
Never came……

poem by Nikita Poffley
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Naked

I wake up in the morning
Put on my face
The one that's gonna get me
Through another day
Doesn't really matter
How I feel inside
'Cause life is like a game sometimes

But then you came around me
The walls just disappeared
Nothing to surround me
And keep me from my fears
I'm unprotected
See how I've opened up
Oh

song performed by by Avril Lavigne from Let Go
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Love is a Farce

Love is a farce
For if you love
Somebody
Would you not be
Happy if he's happy
Loving someone else?

Would you not be happy
If you see him seeking
Love and happiness…
Somewhere else?

No!

You'll feel sad.
You'll feel jealous.
You'll feel morose.

Your love is farcical.
For if you really loved him
You wouldn't bind him with
Oaths, promises and obligations.

You would let him
Freely flow…
If he realises that you love him
And he is able to feel the same
For you, he'll remain with you
And will never go.

But don't bind him with prayers and pleas
As if you want to live on his mercies....
For if love has to happen, it will happen.
No matter what, no matter how far you are,
No matter how close you live, yet so
Distant you are....

But if love doesn't have to happen,
Then no matter what you do, he'll
Never come back to you....

So set him free
And enjoy this freedom
Of unrequited loving without
Receiving any....

For if you truly love him,
Let love not be a farce,
Never a binding, nor an expectation,
That he'll love you as much as you do,
For his happiness may be within him,
With others, or with you, but wherever
He's happy, let him be....for if you truly
Love him, won't you be happy, just seeing
His happiness, wherever he is....with himself,
With her, with them, with him (? !) , or with you!

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Venture Out

To be in love twice for the first time…
Talk about a personal flight…
That second love is about emotions…
That first love was so confusing…
Full of wonderful things you felt …
And could not understand nor explain…
But that second time around… even…
If you are with your first love…
That energy of emotion you understand…
It's like (love) but it's not love…
It is more like something you desire…
All of your life, for you, just for you…
Now that opportunity has come…
That hidden inner emotion, waking up…
You proceed with precaution…
This is a line you've never crossed…
As a matter of fact, never…
Like (love) you are a bit confused…
It's like love in a matter of speaking…
The feelings, the inner thoughts…
You, smile to yourself…
Realizing…wow…this…is…wonderful…
An emotional kind of love…
I have this chance…to venture out…
But deep down inside…you know…
It is only that deep down… strong emotion…
Of wanting…like that first pair of skates…
Or that first car…
You know… the drive it has…
You must…stop it now…
Give up that want…
No matter how great and tempting…
The moment of true has arise…
Hold on… or break free…

poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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My Life Has Become What It Is

It 'use' to matter to me,
The days of the week.
How many hours I got of sleep.
My privacy and what I felt was discreet.
But as age creeps upon me rapidly,
Those many experiences I've had...
That are now lived as fact,
My life has become what it is.
And I enjoy it.

No longer do I feel,
I have a need to make adjustments.
Or explain to anyone,
What it is I 'have' or 'have not' done.
The proof has been in my doing.
Whether negative or positive,
Or with feelings felt that were indifferent.
My life has become what it is.
And I enjoy it.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A matter in quesion

How does It matter if we are not blessed?
What concern is created if we are not traced?
What can be challenge if wall is not faced?
How speed can be measured if not raced?

Nothing matters than matter in question
No quick reaction if not brought to attention
No wonderful time if not enjoyed with pleasure
No use if no jewels stored in treasure

This is how we value our life in different context
Love in peaceful environment with secret text
Not to worry for what will happen next?
When life is lead in manner and considered as best

Whatever we do can be considered as duo act
There is nothing new but a simple fact
No one has to offer anything or to react
If our journey is on the right tract

I have seen people meddling in the affair
In no way it is considered as fair
Let willing souls meet in their own style
We need to watch and bless it for a while

It is gracious act if we recognize and submit
There can not be any reference to omit
It is after all emancipation from wrong feed
The life is to be given a chance to love and lead

I might have feared a lot from near quarter
It was not to be exchanged in barter
It was purely to be an emotional alignment
The glorious and indeed happy moment

I may live on without any support
It may matter less even if ship does not anchor at port
I may definitely want that it is given enough attention
Secret blessings with approval and and mention

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Invisible

Sometimes I wonder if I’m actually even here:
If the space where I am supposed to be is, indeed, just clear.
Stood in a queue, a man walked in, and got served first:
It makes me so annoyed, that I feel like I want to burst.

Do people just not actually see me standing there?
Or is it because I’m so quiet, they basically just don’t care?
People don’t seem to worry how long, I may have been waiting.
Although, my pushiness factor doesn’t score that high a rating!

Sometimes in the street, I say ‘hi! ’ to people who I see,
But they don’t even react and just look straight through me.
When a guard on a train enters my carriage, and shouts ‘Tickets please! ’
How come he bypasses me and it’s only everyone else he sees?

When a person acknowledges that I was next in line, I’m very grateful,
But people who push in front of me, I find just very hateful.
When people queue jump, maybe I look the type, who won’t say anything,
And, maybe, that makes them feel important, just like a king.

If going round a room asking for input, a teacher got sidetracked,
Very rarely, to me, to ask for my opinion, would they come back.
Everyone is important, and everyone really matters.
If people are ignored, their confidence gets battered.

Doesn’t it ever matter to you, what I may think?
I always seem to be the invisible missing link!
If people can see and if, in their head, they’ve got eyes.
The fact that I’m stood there, how can they not realise?

Feeling invisible most of the time is certainly no joke;
I sometimes feel as if I’m wearing an invisibility cloak!
But, when I did my drama exam, I wasn’t ignored,
And, my sense of being, up to the sky, really soared.

That was my moment: it was my moment in time,
And I took the opportunity to prove, that I really could shine.
Maybe I just need to learn to appear as though I’m bold,
So as I no longer feel that I’m being left out in the cold.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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The Sociopath (3)

I think there’s something wrong with me.
I throw my hand into fire yet I do not feel,
Why won’t my skin burn and peel?
There’s no fire left in my life.

The cold wraps around me as an old friend,
One that I’ve never had,
I realise it should feel bad,
But I feel nothing.

I hear a joke and attempt laughter,
But I don’t find anything funny,
I used to find life as sweet as honey,
Now it’s bitterer then vinegar.

There’s nothing left and I wonder what’s wrong,
My life has no passion like it did before,
I am alone and I care not what’s in store,
It hardly even matters,
It doesn’t matter a bit,
It doesn’t matter at all.

poem by Lenore Lee
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