A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image.
quote by Joan Didion
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Generally I don't like doing remakes, but I think that's more in the cynical world of Hollywood where normally remakes are purely for commercial reasons.
quote by Gerard Butler
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A Way Of Life Professed
he is lost
he intends to be lost
in the crowd
he never
belongs
to anyone
he is lost
he loves to be lost
forever
he has no world
no place
to stay
he has no breasts to hold
and keep
him in place
so keeps on looking
somewhere
where he can have a place
where he
can stay put
he is not afraid to become
a stone
only if he can find
a home
there is no one
no place
and he learns it after
so many
fears and then
he begins to love
this feeling
got stuck to
being lost
as a way of life
professed.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Marriage has a unique place because it speaks of an absolute faithfulness, a covenant between radically different persons, male and female; and so it echoes the absolute covenant of God with his chosen, a covenant between radically different partners.
quote by Rowan D. Williams
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No Way!
He’s a man
Who
Remembers me
Every day.
Remembers
Every word
I say!
Yet
Whenever he
Speaks to me
He somehow
Forgets to
Tell me
That he
Loves me
In every way.
Dare I remind him?
No way!
I shall keep his
‘Forgetfulness’
At bay ;)
Or else
When we talk again
He’ll be in total
Disarray!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Maverick
He remembers the backstabbing laughter.
And the heartfelt pain.
He remembers the innuendoed gossip...
And the slander done to him,
Still within him often remains.
He remembers his loved ones...
As some withered and died.
He remembers crying alone,
With no one to confide.
He remembers his struggles,
With aches in his body that persisted.
He remembers failed relationships...
With those who could not resist,
Communicating nothing but lies and conflict!
He remembers all of it,
And sometimes with a hidden bitterness that sits!
He remembers what it took,
To get released...to become unhooked.
With faith and a stick-to-itness,
Feeling as if dragging cinder blocks on each foot.
He remembers once being called a maverick!
And how today...
His maverick ways,
Bestows upon him a happiness...
Chartered by conviction.
And nothing he read from 'how-to-do' books.
Or afflictions of limiting restrictions.
Could he do it 'all' over again?
Probably not!
And why would he choose to?
To prove what?
And to who?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Unending Love
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age-old pain,
It's ancient tale of being apart or together.
As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:
You become an image of what is remembered forever.
You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.
We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same
Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.
Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man’s days both past and forever:
Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –
And the songs of every poet past and forever.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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The Hardest Thing
we bothknow that i shouldn't be here
this is wrong
and baby it's killing me killing youboth of us tryin' to be strong
i've got somewhere else to be
promises to keep
someone else who loves me
and trusts me fast asleep
i've made up my mind
there's no turning back
she's been good to me
and she deserves better than that
it's the hardest thing
i'll ever have to do
to look you in the eye
and tell you i don't love you
it's the hardest thing
i'll ever have to lie
to show no emotion
when you start to cry
i can't let u see
what you mean to me when my hands are tied
and my hearts not free
we're not meant to be
it's the hardest thing
i'll ever have to do
to turn around and walk away
pretending i don't love you
i know that we'll meet again
fate has a place and time
so you can get on with your life
i've got to be cruel to be knd
like Dr. Zhivago
all my love i'll be sending
and you'll never know
'cause there can be no happy ending
chorus
maybe another time
song performed by by 98 Degrees from 98 Degrees And Rising
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The Memory of Water (for Scarlet)
Water remembers you
falling now on your sleeping face
waking you from dreams
with its surprise
after you fell asleep
at your first pinic.
Water remembers your childish
laughter.
Water remembers you
holding your body
in its body
as you learn not to fear it
as you learn the words float...sink...swim.
Water remembers you
becoming its friend.
Water remembers you
diving into its honeymoon waters
becoming fishes....kisses
lasting from here to eternity.
Water remembers two
delerious skinnydippers.
Water remembers you
crying in its rain
sobbing 'I'll never fall in love again! '
as if you were an old 1950's tune.
Water remembers such tears
hiding them in its rain.
Water remembers you
laughing in the rain
having fallen in love again
so quick to change
your tune.
Water remembers you
laughing here we go again.
Water remembers you
soaking wet in a sudden thunder storm
flowers held in your hand
having lost their heads
presenting her
with nothing but stalks.
Water remembers you
having to wear her old dress
as she dried your clothes.
Water remembers
kisses lost amonst the roar of a fire.
Water remembers you
& is saddened to find you
with no answers
with no questions
here on this bridge
reflecting itself
here in its depths
where only silence lives
holding you
as before
only water
remembers your death.
poem by Dónall Dempsey
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There is nothing that gives a man consequence, and renders him fit for command, like a support that renders him independent of everybody but the State he serves.
quote by George Washington
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Forever Begins
VERSE 1
Her eyes they glisten in the sun
As she watches the day become night
As the dark draws in
And then she takes a flute and plays a song
Melodies from days that have gone by
BRIDGE
And as she looks in the water
He's smiling back at her
And in her heart she knows
The time is close
For her soul to move on from this Earth
CHORUS
It's been a long time waiting
To see his face and
To feel his love again
No more crying
Soon you'll be flying
To a place where forever begins
Flying to forever, forever
To a place where forever begins
VERSE 2
She remembers a time when he was there
They were blissfully unaware
That their time was near
For the man that she loved was to go away
He'd been called to a better place
Far away from here
BRIDGE
And as she looks in the water
He's smiling back at her
And in her heart she knows
Her eyes they show
The dreams of the way things once were
CHORUS
It's been a long time waiting
To see his face and
To feel his love again
No more crying
Soon you'll be flying
To a place where forever begins
MIDDLE 8
Two lovers, they can meet again on the other side
She feels no pain, she's strong again where the angels fly
BRIDGE
And as she looks in the water
He's smiling back at her
And in her heart she knows
Her eyes they show
The dreams of the way things once were
CHORUS
It's been a long time waiting
To see his face and
To feel his love again
No more crying
Soon you'll be flying
To a place where forever begins
It's been a long time waiting
To see his face and
To feel his love again
No more crying
Soon you'll be flying
To a place where forever begins
Flying to forever
To a place where forever begins
To forever, forever
To a place where forever begins
song performed by by 411
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Someone Else Not Me (Spanish)
Now while the beat is slow
here in your arms I sway
now that the light is low
something I want to say
I guess you've known it for a while
that I mean trouble
I only want to see you smile
and I burst this bubble
the hardest thing is to let go
when love is real
like a flower loves a bee
but I know you're meant
to give yourself
to someone else not me
and I could carry on with you
...does that sound crazy?
I think you feel the same way too
and you can't face it
the hardest thing is to let go
but it's not defeat
when you set somebody free
and I know you're meant
to be yourself
to someone else not me
(bridge)
can you let go?
'coz it's love that's real
like a flower loves a bee
and you know you're meant
to give yourself
to someone else not me
somebody else not me
meant for somebody else not me
(repeat
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Watching For Shapes
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Influences now are things that are all around me
Changing shape as they move around in an open mind
Coloured in by the images I find
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
Like electric sparks they danced by an open mirror
Closing doors never looking round but its not goodbye
Theyll be there till Im taken out I know
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
In my mind theres a space thats full of painted pictures
Things I did that I went through, but cant recall
Now and then theres a flash of the unknown
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Atlantis
if you must remember me
try remembering Atlantis
the continent that used to be
the place of the great kingdom
it am it and i shall fulfill the destiny
for soon i shall be lost
and there shall be no more day
that someone remembers
my silence shall forever be
deep down the depths of the sea.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Lovers
One idle hour she sought to see
Whose image 'twas he cherished so
(All fondly certain whose 'twould be),
And found - a girl she did not know.
A trusty maiden's modest face,
All innocence and purity.
'What nun is this that fills my place?
Alas, he loves me not!' sighed she.
'Nay, daughter, let no foolish fears
Your trust in his devotion mar,'
Her mother said. 'Come, dry your tears;
That is the girl he thinks you are.'
All fondly curious with love
(Half guessing what he would lay bare)
He rifled her heart's treasure trove,
And found - a stranger's image there.
'This is the man she loves!' said he,
And, searching in the noble face,
Read high resolve and constancy.
'This saint,' he cried, 'usurps my place!'
'Nay,' spake his friend. 'Your anger cool;
Gaze on that God-like face once more:
Then be satisfied, O fool;
That is the man she takes you for.'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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Dead Boys Poem
The child sits and weeps,
How could this be all that matters,
Why did this have to hurt so deep,
How could this be life?
The child sits with the pain inside,
He sits with his heart in his chest,
‘How could I have died? ’
Is all he thinks, he forgets the rest.
The child’s eyes closed so tight,
His fists clenched so strong
He feels the night,
He knows everything that happened was wrong.
The child stands and looks into the houses light
He stares at not the window,
Not at the sight,
Yet only for the weeping widow.
The child stands holding the gun,
The gun he died holding,
As he remembers his father killing him, his only son
He remembers his father scolding.
He knows he took a life,
Yet he knows his father took his,
He remembers not the taking of his father’s life,
Only the pain of his father stealing his.
His eyes so dark,
His mind so lost,
His hand tracing deaths mark,
As he remembers it’s cost.
He remembers the scene, the time,
He remembers the look in his father’s face,
He remembers doing the crime,
He remembers seeing the pain in his father’s face.
But then his memory stops,
And reality takes place,
For this is when he dropped,
This is when life left his face.
He walks past,
To eternity; to roam
Of all his memories this shall be his last
For this is the dead boy’s poem.
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Who Loves Me
Who loves me?
Is it the woman who carried me in her womb for 7 months?
Or is the man that I am the spitting image of that I call Pop?
Who loves me?
Is it my three siblings who I grew up with?
Or is it their children who call me Uncle Ronald?
Who loves me?
Is it my friend I known for most of my life?
Or is it the woman I Instant message and hopes to one day make my wife?
Who loves me?
Well out of all those people I mention
I can’t tell you which one of them loves me.
From my mother to the woman who’s more than likely my future wife.
But I can tell you this I know at least one person who loves me,
and that is me.
That’s right
it is me
who love me!
Someone Else Not Me
(lebon, rhodes, cucurrullo)
Now that the musics slow
Here in your arms I sway
Now that the light is low
Theres something I want to say
I guess youve known it for a while
But, Im in trouble
I only want to see you smile
And burst this bubble
The hardest thing is to let go
When love is real
Like a flower loves a bee
When I know youre meant to give yourself
To someone else, not me
And I could carry on with you
Does that sound crazy?
I think you feel the same way too
And you can face it
The hardest thing is to let go
But its not defeat
When you set somebody free
And I know youre meant to be yourself
With someone else, not me
Can you let go?
cause its love thats real
Like a flower loves a bee
And you know youre meant to give yourself
To someone else, not me
song performed by by Duran Duran
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The Hardest Part
And the hardest part
Was letting go not taking part
Was the hardest part
And the strangest thing
was waiting for that bell to ring
It was the strangest start
I could feel it go down
It is sweet I could taste in my mouth
Silver lining the clouds
Oh and I
I wish that I could work it out
And the hardest part
Was letting go not taking part
You really broke my heart
And I tried to sing
But I couldn't think of anything
That was the hardest part
I could feel it go down
You left the sweetest taste in my mouth
You're silver lining the clouds
Oh and I
Oh and I
I wonder what it's all about
I wonder what it's all about
Everything I know is wrong
Everything I do just comes undone
And everything is torn apart
Oh and it's the hardest part
That's the hardest part
Yeah that's the hardest part
That's the hardest part
song performed by by Coldplay
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Never hire or promote in your own image. It is foolish to replicate your strength and idiotic to replicate your weakness. It is essential to employ, trust, and reward those whose perspective, ability, and judgment are radically different from yours. It is also rare, for it requires uncommon humility, tolerance, and wisdom.
quote by Dee W. Hock
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Dread-Far Spun-Reality
Day will come
it is coming.
When I must
leave one morning. Poignantly.
Forever.
You shall never see
your face again never
mirrored I image see.
Nor I spy thee.
In reality.
I shall be dead
as life in a place
apart. Far distant.
Forever for thee.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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