For the saddest epitaph which can be carved in memory of a vanished freedom is that it was lost because its possessors failed to stretch forth a saving hand while there was still time.
quote by George Sutherland
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Jeane
Jeane
The low-life has lost its appeal
And i'm tired of walking these streets
To a room with its cupboards bare
Jeane
I'm not sure what happiness means
But i look in your eyes
And i know
Oh ...
That it isn't there
Oh, we tried, and we failed
Oh, we tried, and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried
Oh, jeane
There's ice on the sink where we bathe
So how can you call this a home
When you know it's a grave ?
Yet you still have that greedy grace
As you tidy the place
But it will never be clean
Jeane
We tried and we failed
We tried, and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
And we tried
Oh ...
Cash on the nail
It's just a fairytale
Oh ...
And i don't believe in magic anymore
Jeane
But i think you know
I really think you know
Oh ...
Oh yes, i think you know the truth
Jeane
Oh ...
No heavenly choirs
Not for me and not for you
Because i think you know
I really think you know
Oh ...
I think you know the truth
Oh, jeane
We tried, and we failed
We tried, and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried and we failed
We tried
song performed by by Smiths
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Thank You for the Memory
My body tingles as I lay there still feeling your body wrapped around mine
I close my eyes and notice that there is nothing I can do but dream
For you have left me here with nothing but a memory
A memory of what we had what we were
A memory of nothing more at this time nothing to have to look forward to
My heart aches as I open my eyes and turn to see nothing but an empty bed
The scent of you makes me wonder what could have been
It makes me wonder what went so wrong
We had something that could never be replaced and not it has vanished right before my eyes
You think that the memory will be nothing more than a picture
They say “A memory will last a life time”
I say “A memory will only last a life time as long as you can keep it alive inside of your heart”
There is one thing that should be said
Thank You for the memory that will last me a lifetime of joy
~*Tosha*~
poem by Darkness Falls
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A review from Emmanuel “Futility”
Signs carved like paths on sand
Consequences, though late do come.
And constant change of position happen to all shifting our former balances
Burdened by mind bugling voices of our errors
A rare epitaph, in confines
Carries the print obviously
Leave it untainted keep the landmark
Or the upshot might blow you off
Alas, the memory is lost leaving us the trail
A glare, Yeah a glaring wickedness
Wobbled walks in the new world of light in man’s eye
In company of bells and beads of ecstasy
Yet unrefined in our ways with prejudice too many
Confined, in loneness, revel in vice
poem by Macaulay Akinbami
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Emotions
One moment passes
Emotions so fast
Leaping over the last
And prepares the next
From each consequence
Of experience...
The dual ancestry
Of refreshing memory
Spontaneously
Carving an epitaph
Upon the foreheads
Of seconds passed away...
They lie with the esteem
Of all that was seen
And felt or perceived
At that very moment
Which then vanished
Into timeless space...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Fr. Fausto Tentorio, PIME (1952-2011) Untimely Death
Not by a knife
You have carved your memory
In the hearts of many
Not with a pallet
You have painted your deeds
In the heart that bleeds
Not by a pen
You have written your story
In the book of destiny
With your words, carved advocacy
With your deeds, framed memories
With your love, treasured stories
by your death, all your acclaims
The Kingdom of God, it proclaims
In memory of Fr. Fausto Tentorio, PIME
poem by Maia Padua
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Lost In The Memory of You
There were days so long ago
That time stood still
Truth came to be known
A passion from within
Lost in the memory of you
Kindness ruled the day
Laughter all around
Silence was stirring deep
The heart full of love
Lost in the memory of you
Sadness consumed the soul
For tomorrow would never come
Longing to be near
Yet distant and apart
Lost in the memory of you
poem by Patricia J Bristow
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Honesty Of The Souls
Lost in memory of time
Poor hearts at the corners of life
There they left all alone
No one can feel their pain inside
Lost in memory of time
The life for them used to be always but always lost desires
Once upon the time they had the opportunity to describe
What they want in life
One day everything was just a breath away
So easy that if just they could extend their hands
They would touch their heart desires
But the spirit who's pride is precious then anything else in this life always refused to be a beggar
They stood there all alone
They preferred to be just a memory in sprite of time
Because they've had noble and honest thoughts.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Mr. Disappointment
Where did all the feelings go?
What about that happy glow?
Was that so long ago,
When we were first in love?
I didn't feel the change,
Everything was still the same.
And when that moment came,
I didn't know.
I miss the feeling,
I miss the light,
But I got faith in something,
I'll never give up the fight.
Why's it so heavy,
This love of mine,
I lost the feeling,
I lost the time.
I'd like to shake your hand,
Disappointment.
Looks like you win again,
But this time might be the last.
Let's say I got a habit,
Let's say it's hard to break,
Let's say we got to do something,
Before it's just too late.
I want to get you back,
I don't know how to do that,
I miss you loving me,
The way you used to.
I'm taking the blame myself,
For livin' my life in a shell,
And now I'm breakin' out,
But will you still be there?
Let's say that love is blind,
Let's say that time is kind,
Let's say that it's not over,
'Til it's over.
I'd like to shake your hand,
Disappointment.
Looks like you win again,
But this time might be the last.
I'm saving the best for last,
Let's leave this all in the past,
The beauty of loving you,
Is what we've both been through.
So now it's up to me,
To set your spirit free,
So you can swing again,
On our gate.
I'd like to shake your hand,
Disappointment.
Looks like you win again,
But this time might be the last.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Calculated Risk Analysis
The rays enter the room
Illuminating it from within
Dawn breaks dispelling the gloom
This is the new found freedom..
The birds are chirping
The dogs are celebrating the new day
I stretch my bones and take in the fresh air
This is the new found freedom..
The happiness inside knows no bounds
I take a deep breath and look forward
With a smile and hope to this day
This is the new found freedom..
No more shackles no more chains
No more restraints to induce the pain
With a snap broken away
This is the new found freedom..
Time to throw out the old and bring in the new
Time to challenge the norm
Lay down a new path never traveled before
This is the new found freedom..
As I step out of the house with a jaunt in my step
Looking at the shadow left behind
Of days gone by
This is the new found freedom..
poem by Tushar Nanda
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Memory and Oblivion
When all is lost, there is still a memory
From which a new city can be built in a new world.
Those with memory will be wealthy.
Oblivion cures the old wounds, and you must agree,
There is only the past and the future on the path;
When all is lost, there is still a memory.
Memory will save oblivion from a bad reverie;
When the new city is built, it will be an abode,
Bestowed by those with memory to make others wealthy.
Before the temple, in the middle of the city,
Keepers of the fire all abided.
When all is lost, there is still a memory.
Fire will be born from night to be
New light when all knowledge is swallowed
And those with memory will be wealthy.
A new rose will bloom from the dark sea,
A city revived from memory and abroad;
When all is but a memory, there is still memory.
Those with memory will be wealthy.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
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Give me space, give me time
It is the hands of time that
Heals.let its hands caress
My weary thoughts. So much
Have been lost in my fingers
Slipping away. I walk down
The road now, to freedom.
Hand in hand with the tree
And twigs. Feeling the
Caresses of the leaves
On the road to my freedom.
Give me space. Let my wholeness
Occupy. I need to expand
My choking life. Give me time.
Give me the healing hands
Of time. Let me sleep on its
Palms. I am throwing my
Hands in the air. I want to fly
Now. Sensational. I must.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Saving Grace
Ive still got a lot to learn
But, at least I know where I can turn
When Im in my times of need
Just as long
(as I know all things are possible)
Just as long as I believe
Ive loved a lot, hurt a lot
Been burned a lot in my life and times
Spent precious years wrapped up in fear
With no end in sight
Until my saving grace shined on me
Until my saving grace set me free
Giving me peace
Giving me strength when id
Almost lost it all
Catching my every fall
I still exist because you keep me safe
I found my saving grace within you
Yes, Ive been bruised
Grew up confused
Been destitute
Ive seen life from many sides
Been stigmatized
Been black and white
Felt inferior inside
Until my saving grace shined on me
Until my saving grace set me free
Giving me peace
Giving me strength when id
Almost lost it all
Catching my every fall
I still exist because you keep me safe
I found my saving grace within you
And the bountiful things that you do
Lord thank you
For delivering me
And giving me peace
Giving me strength
Giving me hope when id
Almost lost it all
Catching my every fall
I still exist because you keep me safe
Always my saving grace
Pulls me through
I found my saving grace within you
(yes you are - youre my every, everything)
Within you...
(only, only you)
Yes lord
(only you)
My saving grace lord is
You
song performed by by Mariah Carey
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Universal Freedom Is......
Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain
freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.
Freedom to give and freedom to share
freedom from want and that of despair.
Freedom to think and freedom to know
freedom to achieve and freedom to grow.
Freedom from bondage and freedom of liberation
freedom from ignorance and any unknown situation.
Freedom to come and freedom to leave
freedom to stay and freedom to conceive.
Freedom from struggle and freedom of ease
freedom to enjoy and the capacity to please.
Freedom from failure and freedom of success
freedom from denial and freedom of access.
Freedom from illusion and freedom of reality
freedom to become what we are in actuality.
Freedom to live and freedom to die
freedom to laugh and freedom to cry.
Freedom to speak and freedom to listen
freedom to act based on a wise decision.
Freedom from hate and freedom of love
freedom of below and freedom of above.
Freedom of the past and freedom of the present
freedom of the future and what it can represent.
Freedom from war and freedom of peace
freedom to begin and freedom to cease.
Freedom from sickness and freedom of health
freedom from poverty and mishandled wealth.
Freedom from wrong and freedom being right
freedom of the day and freedom of the night.
Freedom to choose and freedom to reject
freedom to imagine what there is to expect.
Freedom from lust and freedom from greed
freedom from anger and freedom from breed.
Freedom from jealousy and freedom from pride
freedom from within and freedom from outside.
Freedom of always not having anything to hide.
Freedom from space and also freedom from time
freedom from attachment and freedom from crime
Freedom to work and freedom to play
freedom to believe and freedom to pray.
Freedom to experience a rebirth someday.
Freedom from the body and freedom from the mind
freedom from the ego and freedom from being blind.
Freedom of transcendence being of the spiritual kind.
Universal freedom is eternal and infinite bliss
we should all therefore be able to realise this.
poem by George Krokos
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Memory In Heart
memory in heart
will never be gone
how strong
they tried
to erase
how deep
they tried
to pull
memory in love
will never be vanished
how hard
you tried
to throw
how bad
you tried
to cover
memory in life
will never be dead
how crazy
we tried
to reject
how long
we tried
to break
poem by Ahmad Shiddiqi
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Stretch Out And Wait
On the high-rise estate
What's at the back of your mind ?
Oh, a three-day debate
On a high-rise estate
What's at the back of your mind ?
Two icy-cold hands conducting the way
It's the eskimo blood in my veins
Amid concrete and clay
And general decay
Nature must still find a way
So ignore all the codes of the day
Let your juvenile influences sway
This way and that way (this way)
This way and that way (this way)
God, how sex implores you
To let yourself lose yourself
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body, lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say
As we lie, you say
Stretch out and ...
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say :
Will the world end in the night time ?
(i really don't know)
Or will the world end in the day time ?
(i really don't know)
And is there any point ever having children ?
Oh, i don't know
What i do know is we're here and it's now
So ... stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
There is no debate, no debate, no debate
How can you conciously contemplate
When there's no debate, no debate ?
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
song performed by by Smiths
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Eye Fat Suicide
Eye failed at suicide
Eye failed at suicide
An individual person HAS no rights in the millennium
All individual rights have been taken away from the constitution
There is no more freedom no more one man doing what he wants
When eye hung the rope around my neck my feet still reached the floor
When eye poured my poison the thief just came along
He drank my hemlock in the form of all my whiskey and then all of my beer
It helped me to quit drinking in the long run for eye tired of thief
But when he stole my suicide eye got no great relief
The gun was oiled and loaded but all eye did was tear
My finger on the trigger stayed when eye heard the neighbors there
Eye will not let any personality send me to my grave
When eye tried to drown myself they came and saved
When eye found my love is helped me in my quest to live
She does have love inside her it's the only thing eye fear
To leave behind this world to lose so great a love
Eye lost at suicide when eye found my flower love
She is that important to make me want to try again
To live long after time has made me bitter in my live
To attempt the possible future the ever and the iff
Eye failed at my own suicide eye also failed to live
But the second chance has come
This time eye will try to love
Something im not good at something from above
To love my purple love
To fail at suicide
To live and love once more
To even up the floor of all the empty lies
Eye failed at suicide
poem by Charles Hice
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Time & Memory
Time and memory …
Dark night…..sound of rain
A sad note breaking the silence ….
The howling owl flies away…..
Life in melancholy wrapped in doubt
Sound of wings through the cold night…
Darkness that makes you sick, pale….makes you shout
In despair, what is wrong and what is right.
* * *
Time heals, they say
And memory took that away…
And they survive to serve
Life in a tray-
Happiness, sadness- a mixed theme of life
Till you close your eyes for all that to strive
* * *
Time stumbles on a momentary sleeplessness….
As the nightmare makes you shrink, tears rolling down
And you smile to the destiny …to the lost crown
An attempt failed to resist the restlessness…..
* * *
Known faces down the memory lane, all pale and fade
Laughing at you
From the pages of the old album
All eager to hide the agony sounding an empty drum
Colour of blood is no more red….
* * *
Tomorrow is yet to die…lets all pray
Time heals wounds and memory takes them away…
* * *
poem by Anirban Dasgupta
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Saving Grace
Without direction I walk the night
I was alone in a single beam of light
One glance and you changed my blues
To a prism of light
A thousand hues
Now I must climb to the rainbows arc
Who knows I might find a halo for your heart
Whenever I'm lost for words
And my whole world is falling apart
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
I find hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
My saving grace
I fought the world with a restless heart
Kept my emotions locked away in the dark
Then you came to build me up
When this world could only tear me apart
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
And I find hiding place in your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
For the rest of your life
You can count on me
To never let you down
When you whisper to me
You give me strength to believe that I can hold on
Somehow
You are my saving grace
You are the light of a love everlasting
I find a hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
You are my light and my love everlasting
And I find a hiding place
In your arms
My one and only
Saving grace
My saving grace....
My saving grace
song performed by by 38 Special
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Washed Ashore In Ages Past
two weeks later a leg
washed ashore
to be buried at
Charleston cemetery
New Zealand
to be buried as
presumably
the partial remains
of an ancestor
who drowned
needlessly
while attempting
to tow a schooner
through narrow
tidal rocky entrance
heroic rescue
of drowning man
none attempted
doomed to failure
a life lost legend
a drowned memory
leg of lost meaning
half history forgotten
until this brief epitaph
to family I do restore
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Memory (Thy Shall)
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
So delicate it may break.
A memory so lost,
So unwanted it tears apart,
Until it dies,
It shall go back to thy start.
A powerful memory it may be,
Or a memory that shall be overlooked,
Thy one shall let it see,
How thy memory is like a book.
But how powerful thy memory is,
It has to be stronger than a good memory,
A memory that has passion and feeling,
A memory that has greatness and becoming myself, I, and me.
Until that kind of memory is shown,
Thy memory shall be looked upon near and far,
Thy memory shall be kept hidden,
Until it shall be who we are.
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
so delicate it may break.
poem by Alicia Meyers
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