I didn't know how to go about preparing for the part of someone who can't remember who he is. The frustration angle is written in, but there's also this incredible passive state.
quote by Tom Berenger
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Angle Of Sorrow...
This be me the angle of sorrow…
This is me the angle you wont see tomorrow…
The angle of sorrow who looks for no tomorrow…
The angle of sorrow isn't the one you want to borrow…
This angle isn't going to mangle but he's just going to dangle…
From the ceilings he is going to dangle…
The angle or sorrow is the angle who wont be here forever however
His sorrow will remain in this place forever.
I will bring on sheer terror so be ready to fear
Im coming at you with a spear…don't let me get near… because I will tear you to
Smears…steer away from my path before you get blast…
This place is soo vast but remember that I am fast…
don't let me pass or you will be last…
This is the angle of sorrow…
The angle you wouldn't wanna see tomorrow…
By: Tou Yang
Recall Of The Heart (A Song)
I don't remember this part at all
It was love, honor and cherish, I recall
For days and days on end
The fighting never ends
I don't remember this part at all
I remember when we both stood at the altar
I remember when we both took our vows
I remember loving you
And you loving me
I remember love was what it was about
I don't remember hurt
I don't remember cruel
I don't remember
Heartaches to come
Was in the words when I said the words, I do
I remember every line
It all still comes to mind
I, ve searched my heart
For every part
But I don't remember this part at all
I don't remember tears
Or sleeping in seperate beds
I didn't know
That heartbreaks
Was in the words, I thee wed
Oh what have we done
I love you, you know I do
Why can't we go back some way
To you still loving me,
And me still loving you.
poem by Bill Simmons
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Hey Girl
save me,
well come on girl and find me.
while I'll just sit and wait here.
I'm waiting for the moment that somebody opens.
my luck,
my luck is slowly faiding.
I'm losing and i'm lasting,
it's nothing but a dream I can't remember,
it was..
hey girl! you didn't say your name now,
tommorow i'll remember,
remember that you're so..
hey girl! you didn't say your name now,
tommorow i'll remember,
remember that you're so..
hey girl, you didn't say your name girl,
tommorow i'll remember,
remember that your name was starting with an "s"
hey girl! you didn't say your name now,
tommorow i'll remember,
remember that you're so..
hey girl! you didn't say your name now,
tommorow i'll remember,
remember that you're so..
...
hey girl! you didn't say your name now,
tommorow i'll remember,
remember that you're so..
hey girl! you didn't say your name now,
tommorow i'll remember,
remember that you're so
song performed by by Zornik
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Iridescent
You were standing in the wake of
devastation
And you were waiting on the edge of the
unknown
And with the cataclysm raining down
Insides crying 'Save me now'
You were there, impossibly alone
Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope, but failure's all you've
known
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go. Let it go
And in a burst of light that blinded every
angel
As if the sky had blown the heavens into
stars
You felt the gravity of tempered grace
Falling into empty space
No one there to catch you in their arms
Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope, but failure's all you've
known
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go. Let it go
Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope, but failure's all you've
known
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go. Let it go
Let it go
Do you feel cold and lost in desperation?
You build up hope, but failure's all you've
known
Remember all the sadness and frustration
And let it go. Let it go
poem by Pawan Kumar 'Meonlafesta'
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We Didn't Choose the Book
I came to see you better
in those final days because
you are my mother and
it's hard to get that in
perspective because
it's just a little bit too big
although we try
every chance we get
to tell mom
hey Mom, you're the greatest
love you Mom
my mom is my best friend
and mom's rule
But mom in the final days
although we didn't really know
that you would slip away from us
quite so suddenly
that one Sunday morning
it was afternoon when I got the call
my sister saying that you
just didn't wake up in the morning
and so we closed a chapter
on life and opened another
which we have yet to write
but mine will be filled with you
still because I remember
walking with you one arm
on yours just for love
and just to steady you. You
walked stiffly from the hip surgery
and you just get a little smaller
as real old age comes on
but just the physical part
Though you could say
everything starts to go
that's not really true
because Mom, you know
because you know
that love never forgets
I’ll never forget but I mean
you you never forgot love
although eventually you couldn't
remember much
well you would remember
stuff, but it got busted up
disjointed but Mom, it's cool
We we didn't choose the book
did we? No, we we didn't choose
the book, we just scribble
some little things into it
Notes: I write a lot, so often times I get something like this, which isn't very good. And yet it's like a photograph of me, so it has some value, at least to me. Also it is a stepping-stone perhaps in between good poems, and I would not have reached my next 'good' poem unless I had written this one.
poem by Tom Courtney
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Can A Poem Be Written
CAN A POEM BE WRITTEN
Can a Poem be written
In Anger Frustration Fear Disappointment?
Can it be written
In Failure?
Can a Poem be written
When no light shines
And the middle of the night is longer
Than life itself?
Can a Poem be written now
When old afraid sad angry foolish failure me
Cannot even dream?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Preparing To Fly
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
Im in love all over again
Im head over heels
I cant even begin
To tell you how it feels
She lives on a rock
Surrounded by light
Shes young and shes wild
And shes treating me right
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
I shed some light
I change my address
I havent felt so great
Since I first went west
Ive got brilliant intentions
Unthinkable plans
Ive got sparks and electric shocks
Just exploding from my hands
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
Im back in the saddle
Im out in the clear
I got no regrets
Ive got nothing to fear
Ive battled my demons
Come out on top
Im gonna love you as hard as I can
Never gonna stop
Im preparing to fly
Under my own steam
Im preparing to fly
Into a dream
song performed by by Waterboys
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Number 4
Got a phone call today
They said you passed away
You were fine morning
And just yesterday
But now you've got no heartbeat
We have the same name
But I know nothing about you
Just stories, just fame
I didn't cry earlier
Not when I heard
Not a single tear
But now they're here
I had so many chances to visit
Like last year with my cousin
Last month when you were still livin'
But I didn't
I just didn'
I know it wasn't right
That I should've held you tight
At least so I can remember
The last time I told you goodnight
But I can't
I'm sorry I don't know you
I'm sorry I was never near
It's not that I don't care
Now you're part of my prayers
Part of the past
The past is the past
Live in the present
Prepare for the future
That's all I can do
poem by Mariam de Haan
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Anger And Frustration
Sometimes we get angry
over the silliest of things,
but it is not anger,
but frustration
over something we cannot do.
If we could have done it,
there would have
been no anger there.
There is no easy solution
to get over it.
It is part of our nature
I am afraid to say.
The sad thing is
it will never go away.
We will always suffer the frustration
and the anger that goes with it.
9 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Lonely Singer
Sitting on the rock
holding a guitar on the vocation
alone without friends
searching ideas to write a new song
Stumming the guitar to sing a song
for someone he find special
he saw her in his dreams
like an angle he called her
He send his lovely song in the air
hoping the wind send it to her
melodies of romance touch his soul
hoping his angle come true
He keep on singing
his angle's eye attract his mind
his angle's smile attract his attention
his angle's beauty created his love
with joy and happiness
but unfortunally
he alone without his angle
singing beside him
and he called himself
'I'm a lonely singer'
poem by Nabila Ima
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The Minds of Those Like These
The escalation of a hatred,
By those accustomed to doing it...
Produces for them great sorrow.
And on borrowed time,
They proceed to show themselves...
Out of their minds with a choice to grieve.
Incredible.
Incredible...
Wh at people know.
What people know..
And find it,
Hard to believe.
And,
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know...
And find it,
Hard to conceive.
Self seekers enforcing to impose their will,
For the purpose to fulfill...
The prophesy of their demise.
So unwise are they who do not pay attention.
So unwise are they who do not listen!
As they forge ahead,
In disbelief of what has been 'envisioned'.
Or comprehend words to them said.
As they forge ahead,
Strickened by positions...
That restrict their minds to limited conditions.
Incredible.
Incredible...What people know.
What people know..
And find it,
Hard to believe.
And,
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know...
And find it,
Hard to conceive.
The escalation of a hatred,
By those accustomed to doing it...
Produces for them great sorrow.
And no tomorrows come to those,
Making attempts to dethrone and dispose...
Of truth and the existence of it,
Because they refuse to 'see'.
Instead of reacting emotionally,
To rapid revelations.
Programmed and delivered by the 'Deities'.
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know..
And find it,
Hard to believe.
And,
Incredible.
Incredible...
What people know.
What people know...
And find it,
Hard to conceive.
It is hard to believe,
How people live and they deceive!
It is hard to believe people who seek no remedy.
Incredible.
Incredible...
The minds of those like these.
Incredible.
Incredible...
The minds of those like these.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Great Pioneer
Graham Russell)
It happened long ago
When I felt the need
For a life of my own
I dreamt of summer love
And moving high up north
But no one would go
So I walked up the hill and lay there
Imagining the day was near
I know I want to stay there
And be a great pioneer
I made a promise then
That I'd find a place
Where my world won't end
Give me a piece of land
That will be my life
That I will defend
If I work really hard
I will surely survive
I know my virtue is strong
No one could oppose a spirt
So raw to be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
I keep the fires burning
To let you know I'm free
My heart will always be yearning
CHORUS
To be a part of the state
To be a part of the state
To be known as a great pioneer
And if it all should end
ANd I hear the call
From the great unknown
I'll need to go my way
Let me have my day
Let me be alone
I was dreaming here and lay there
Knowing that my time is here
I know I wanna stay there
And be a part of the state
And be a part of the state
And be known as a great pioneer
song performed by by Air Supply
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A man who is eating or lying with his wife or preparing to go to sleep in humility, thankfulness and temperance, is, by Christian standards, in an infinitely higher state than one who is listening to Bach or reading Plato in a state of pride.
quote by C.S. Lewis
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Remembered Past
The fimiler breath of your old lies.
Somehow changed my life.
Every now and again I remember we were friends.
Even though its in the past maybe can change at last.
I remember your long lost stare
I remember the sent of your hair.
I remember every touch an kiss,
I remember my fingers tracing your lips.
I remember losing you bit by bit
I remember when it slipped.
I remember when I fell
I remember how it felt
But what I remember the most is that you didn't hurt.
That you were okay with letting go
Life In Detail
Who could tell just what might happen ?
Sometimes you're gonna feel a shock.
You got your carbonet - you think you're laughin'
It may hit you like a ton of rock.
You see your life in detail
such a close-up view
from another angle
like another you
It's that feelin' again
do you remember when ?
you were so confused
you knew ever y thing
You thought that happiness was automatic
That you were livin' in MEAN time
It's that feelin' again
do you remember when ?
you had it all sown-up
And then you call a friend
A, like a life in detail
such a close-up view
like a mirrored image
of another you
{Instrumental interlude
You were after Mr. Energenic
Now you wonder why you feel so alone
that you're under anethestetic
makes you wonder where you're comin' from
It's like the feelin' again
do you remember when ?
you were so convinced
you knew everything
like a life in detail
such a close-up view
from another angle
like another you.
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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God Bless
In the mall one day I saw you
Walking past
And then I looked again and
You were gone
Well anyway I thought about
When I last talked to you
And how I prayed for you
And how I told you things would be fine
In time you would be okay
If that was you then God bless
[Chorus:]
God bless
You been on my mind
Thought I'd call you up and tell you
God bless ya
And I'm glad you didn't break
Under the pressure
God Bless
I know it's been a while since
We spent time together
God Bless ya
And I'm glad to see you doing
So much better
I remember when you made
A big mistake
And had to go away
and when your time was spent
You did all you could to prove
You had changed
So many people didn't wanna give a
Second chance
But you didn't let that keep you from getting on your feet again
[Chorus:]
I really wanna let you know
song performed by by Mary Mary from Incredible
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Remember
I will remember you
And all the flowers that you grew
I will remember you
And all the knowledge that you knew
I will remember you
And how you picked me up when i was blue
I will remember you
And how you guided me when i didn`t have a clue
I will remember you
And how you stuck with me like glue
I will remember you
And how your love was always true
I will remember you
Mostly because there was no one sweeter then you
poem by Joseph Whelan
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The Poem Of Frustration, Anxiety, Fear
THE POEM OF FRUSTRATION, ANXIETY, FEAR
The Poem of Frustration, Anxiety, Fear
Is the Poem
Which when written rightly
makes its own subject
Disappear.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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What Will You Do Then?
Do you remember the day,
When you said we would be friends forever?
Do you remember the day,
When you said no one could never replace me, ever?
Do you remember the day,
When you said you would always be by my side?
Do you remember the day,
When you left me, and I cried?
Do you remember the day,
When you became popular, and left me behind?
Do you remember the day,
When I pretended I didn't mind?
Do you remember the day,
When YOU got left behind?
Do you remember the day,
When you couldn't see straight, you were blind?
Do you remember the day,
When I guided you through it all?
Do you remember the day,
When I helped you so you wouldn't fall?
Do you remember the day,
When you turned on me once again?
Can you fortell the day,
When you will fall, again, what will you do then?
poem by Robyn Pearson
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Love's Grammar Book
I love you.
That's it, really.
all there is to say.
sums it up.
in a nutshell.
the long and the short of it.
the be-all and the end-all.
I know what I mean;
you know what I mean.
more or less.
we know what I mean.
most of the time.
But though love's sometimes
best defined by silence
it may be good
to say a few good words
since you, and love, have taught me
love's grammar-book:
I love 'love'.
though love as noun is difficult to define.
I love love as an adjective:
love's.. just lovely, isn't it?
But most of all
I love love as verb.
and this I know:
this my love's active voice:
I love. (you) .
I loved you. How well I remember.
I have loved you. I'm so grateful for that.
I shall love you. That I promise.
and when all is done, I'll be proud to remember that
I shall have loved you;
and that
we shall have loved.
And in love's passive voice,
I'm so blessed that
I am loved;
rejoice in the hope that
I shall be loved
and promise that
you shall be loved.
I'll always be blessed that
I have been loved.
and that I can say
you shall have been loved (forever) .
Then there are love's moods
as they're called in grammar:
the indicative - I love you; do you love me?
the exciting imperative mood:
'Love me, do - I promise I'll be true...' or better,
'Love me! Now! ';
the subjunctive mood
which is rather subtler in other languages:
'Don't leave me, please';
'May we love each other till we die...';
'If only you were to love me
as much as I love you..'
And then, those other parts of speech
that few of us get around to sorting out
but all lurking there under 'amo'
in the Latin grammar-book of love:
The perfect infinitive:
'It is better - to have loved - and lost - than
not -to have loved -at all';
that great feeling
called future infinitive:
to be about to love;
and that dizzy future infinitive passive:
to be about to be loved;
the gerund:
'Oh the loving and the kissing
and the kissing and the loving...';
that cautious supine:
'in order to love...';
the passive imperative -
the parents' wish (with qualifications) :
'let her be loved'...
and that loaded gerundive:
'fit to be loved'...
All of which, I hope, leaves you
in that state curiously undefined
by grammar -
a sort of active gerundive:
'fit to love' - to love
love's grammar-book
in full
for love conquers all, it's said,
even a hatred of grammar.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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