When the wedding march sounds the resolute approach, the clock no longer ticks, it tolls the hour. The figures in the aisle are no longer individuals, they symbolize the human race.
quote by Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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When the bell tolls
At times when I hear
a church bell that tolls,
I know that there
is more to life
than just living.
On a Sunday
the bell tolls almost endlessly,
(like a alarm clock)
before the service begins.
At times when I hear
a church bell that tolls,
it rings for a funeral
and I am glad
that I’m alive.
At a wedding
the bell sings a joyful song
and everyone smiles at each other
and wait for the bride to appear.
In the dead of night
the bell tolls lonely
no one cares about
the time that it keeps,
as sleep creeps deeper
into everybody’s soul.
poem by Gert Strydom
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How Much Longer
I'm stuck
Inside
Can't get this done wish I could hide
This scene is really such a pain
I just
Can't see
How this is any use to me
This work is drivin' me insane
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
It's on
My mind
I think I'm runnin out of time
This weight is more than I can take
That clock
Is slow
It's never gonna let me go
This time I need more than just a break
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
And here I go again (and here I go again)
Wondering when (when)
I can have my time to play
(Can anybody tell me)
(Can anybody, can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can
How much longer until I can play that game
(I want to play that game)
Play that game
(I want to play that game)
song performed by by Yu-Gi-Oh
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Vow of a Wedding ring
Is this the way it should be
Endless horizon of distance
With a Love armored by faith
Yet dropped the sword of chance
Confused of how we broke
The oath of Love eternal
And no word has been told
Why Love should lost forever
And now you're there
In the aisle of roses
Walking like an angel
In a wedding dress
With a smile like fist
That pound my chest
As you're hands and hands
With someone else
Hands and hands
Now you're with him
For now you're mine
Just in my dreams
Too afraid of what I feel
For our last would be
Just an inches near
And now all i have
Are tears and sigh
As i watch you walk
Along the aisle
A silent cry is all I can
To let you march
In a Wedding hymn
To let you take the vow
Of a wedding ring
poem by Mycris Macapia
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I Am No Longer
i am no longer the girl who sits alone
i am no longer the girl without a friend
i am no longer the girl with the knife
i am no longer the girl who looks at sorrow
i am no longer the girl seeking out missery
i am no longer the girl who hates her life
i am no longer the girl wanting everything to end
i am still the girl that is unknown
i am still the girl that follows
i am still the girl thats vile
i am no longer the girl without a smile
i am still the girl who seeks
i am no longer the girl making her life bleak
i am no longer the girl with depression
i am still the girl who seeks affection
i am no longer the girl whos not fun
i am no longer the girl who runs
but those who seek shall find
poem by Megan Watts
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The Clock On The Wall
The clock ticks on the wall
The same walls
That saw my family
Grow from childhood
To adulthood
The tick tock of time
Each stroke captures
A time a place
Were we visit back
In memories of old
A birth a death
A wedding of bliss
Each memory reflected
In the glass of a
Clock that sits upon the wall
As time ticks by
We look at our lives
What we have done
Where we have gone
Have we wasted any?
Precious time that
Makes our lives whole
So savor the moment
And make each moment count
poem by Kaila George
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You Are No Longer There!
I no longer hold you like I held you
When I held you...
I no longer want to...in my mind.
I no longer see you like I see you
When I saw you...
I no longer do that, with my time!
Lemonade kisses I licked we onced shared,
I don't even want them anymore...I'm full!
I no longer miss you like I missed you
When missing you...
It's no longer an issue to be defined!
Too messy...
'I no longer love you? ' Bring myself to love you?
Could you bring me peace of mind instead of puzzles
Of your pain...again? That pain...AGAIN? ..NO! '
I no longer hold you like I held you...
Enfolded holding you,
I no longer want to...in my mind!
I no longer see you,
Like I saw you when we met!
I no longer do that...
You're no longer there!
And I have no regrets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Clock Keeps Ticking
I want alone to be
I want to drown in lonely sea
But the clock keeps ticking
I want to stop
I want to forever halt
But the clock keeps beating
I want to run
I want far away from land
But the clock keeps pursuing
I want to hide
I no more want to think of fight
But the clock keeps shouting
I want to rest
I want in dream hibernate
But the clock keeps breaking
I want to sing
I want to strengthen the spring
But the clock keeps shaking
I want to only follow
I no longer want to know
But the clock keeps pumping
I want to hurt
I don’t care if I should hate
But the clock keeps moving
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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But the life that no longer trust another human being and no longer forms ties to the political community is not a human life any longer.
quote by Martha Nussbaum
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But the life that no longer trust another human being and no longer forms ties to the political community is not a human life any longer.
quote by Martha Nussbaum
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How do you know it’s not a hand
It no longer takes your hand
It no longer strokes your hair
It no longer touches your lips
No longer waves hellos and goodbyes
No longer types a message for you
All it does is close your eyes
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Dead Memory
Your memory no longer lingers through my life.
You were there once and now your gone.
Your memory has died like a rose when it is cut from the rest of the world.
Your torns no longer cut my heart.
My voice no longer whispers you name,
I no longer look for you in other people in other faces.
I no longer dream of you or wish that I see you once again.
My heart no longer cries or bleeds for you, not no more.
You no longer haunt my dreams or my memories.
I finally found someone that keeps me warm at night,
I finally found someone who has helped me erase your memory.
I no longer fall and stumble but I now walk tall.
Your memory was a weight that I carried through out time
that now I am free.
I can say that I no longer love you, for you are a dead memory
poem by Elizabeth Gaytan
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A Numbered Poem
2. the mantle is heavy in white.
3. the white cup is not fuming.
4. the lover does not come tonight.
5. an empty vase keeps a shallow
6. conversation with the black clock.
7. there is no flower to brighten
8. the night without a tryst.
9. it is the black clock that ticks
10. time.It is this lament. A cup
11. without tea. A vase without
12. a rose, a daffodil, a white lily.
13. the black clock ticks. There
14. is no hint that it will stop.
That big shell knows it all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mere Shadows March
Welcome to the shadow march
Longer then longest lines of the undying
To many reasons never enough answer
here another
here another
why the did this happen to me
why did everybody give up
when i was at my weakest
now ill shall surround myself with those who are silent
no ill intent
none want revenge
they just want to be avenged
given the respect do'ly deserved
as we all do we want those who wrong us to make it right
a little give then a little take
welcome to the shadow march
Longer then the longest lines of the undying
to many reasons never enough answers
here's another
here's another
why did you screw me over
was it out of pride
were you looking for a fight
was it just not my night
or was it not yours
doesn't matter who's right
you still weren't the friend in the end
traitor like many by the color within
the true ignorant
are those who believe there's something for nothing
every thing comes at price
even the best gambling man
still has to roll the dice
so tell me what did you sacrifice
what did you lose this time
welcome to my shadow march
longer then longest lines of the undying
to many reason never enough answers
here's another
here's another
who's to say what i would have really said
inserted words are as common as your daily bread
open your mouth get ready to be fed
all the lies, all the cheap shots
enough is enough
lets see what you really got tough guy
are you really ready to die for the small things
the minuscule things
Welcome to the shadow march
Longer then longest lines of the undying
To many reasons never enough answer
here another
here another
why did this happen to me
why did everybody give up
when i was at my weakest
now ill shall surround myself with those who are silent
no ill intent
none want revenge
they just want to be avenged
given the respect do'ly deserved
as we all do we want those who wrong us to make it right
a little give then a little take
welcome to the shadow march
Longer then the longest lines of the undying
to many reasons never enough answers
here's another
here's another
why did you screw me over
was it out of pride
were looking for a fight
was it just not my night
or was it not yours
doesn't matter who's right
you still weren't the friend in the end
traitor like many by the color within
the true ignorance
are those who believe there's something for nothing
every thing comes at price
even the best gambling man
still has to roll the dice
so tell me what did you sacrifice
what did you lose this time
welcome to the shadow march
Longer then the longest lines of the undying
to many reasons never enough answers
here's a answer
here's a answer
this is it now its over
like the four leave clovers all picked all gone
the pound of hammer sounds as
nails go in the coffin
and your body lies underground
welcome to the shadow march
Longer then the longest lines of the undying
to many reasons never enough answers
here's a answer
here's a answer
this is it now its over
like the four leave clovers all picked all gone
the pound of hammer sounds as
nails go in the coffin
and your body lies underground
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Revolution Now
they're calling for revolution!
things must change!
the only sword we carry is truth...
as we march with justice
and equality...
what's past is past!
we cannot change
what's already been done.
the only way to heal the wounds
of the past is to create a future...
a future that begins with today!
no longer divided by color or creed,
we march hand to heart as one.
knowing that no man is free
until every man is free!
(and woman, and child...)
no longer owned by the things
we possess, and owning no man.
no longer bound by self-oriented
idealologies... the barrier between us
is no more...
today is the day,
now is the moment....
history waits for no one!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Valentine day...no longer sweet
No longer am I…
Someone’s valentine
And no longer…
Is there… one of mine
No longer do
My emotions pine
And wither upon
Capricious Cupid’s vine
And sadly…with all this
I no longer miss
Yes…with all of this
I’m fine and dandy
But what I truly miss
Of valentine bliss
Is that now…no longer
Do I get any candy
poem by David Whalen
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Our Love, Stronger Than Any Fear
Do you know how lucky you are? Had you been any other,
I say this not merely because you are my children's Mother!
You have shown me though, all I need to see,
I have loved you as I have no other, you too, for me!
You are the love of my life, I need not anything else;
You give me a elevated sense of mine own self!
Love me as you used to and I shall no longer perturbed-
Love me now, as then-as though our love, left undisturbed!
Fear away fear, leave her be-you've no longer a place!
No longer do you hold court over her actions, her mind!
You have left her surely-she has left you behind!
No longer may you, our love, away, chase!
Our love is stronger, still, than is any fear;
My love, with me, whether I am there, or here!
Maurice Harris,20 March 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Chamber Over The Gate
Is it so far from thee
Thou canst no longer see,
In the Chamber over the Gate,
That old man desolate,
Weeping and wailing sore
For his son, who is no more?
O Absalom, my son!
Is it so long ago
That cry of human woe
From the walled city came,
Calling on his dear name,
That it has died away
In the distance of to-day?
O Absalom, my son!
There is no far or near,
There is neither there nor here,
There is neither soon nor late,
In that Chamber over the Gate,
Nor any long ago
To that cry of human woe,
O Absalom, my son!
From the ages that are past
The voice sounds like a blast,
Over seas that wreck and drown,
Over tumult of traffic and town;
And from ages yet to be
Come the echoes back to me,
O Absalom, my son!
Somewhere at every hour
The watchman on the tower
Looks forth, and sees the fleet
Approach of the hurrying feet
Of messengers, that bear
The tidings of despair.
O Absalom, my son!
He goes forth from the door
Who shall return no more.
With him our joy departs;
The light goes out in our hearts;
In the Chamber over the Gate
We sit disconsolate.
O Absalom, my son!
That 't is a common grief
Bringeth but slight relief;
Ours is the bitterest loss,
Ours is the heaviest cross;
And forever the cry will be
'Would God I had died for thee,
O Absalom, my son!'
poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Clock
The clock, it tells a story-
One look at its tired face-
And a glimpse of both of its hands-
Why those seconds, just simply race...
Tick tocking its continued sounds-
Reminding us that time simply flies-
No it does not sprout feathered wings-
Nor take to the azure-blue skies...
But it moves nonetheless-
And with each day that passes away-
We are another day older-
And out of our youth-filled May...
Out of our heated July...
Rapidly, the clock, it simply ticks away-
Out of the falling leaves of our October-
Into Decembers white-ice chilled days...
'Tempus fugit', all we old timers cry-
Where oh where did all of our minutes go?
Just look at the clocks tired old face-
And its worn hands and you will surely know...
Dedicated To: G.A.C., Phillip, Joe, Bub, Lugh,
Zeike, and Pete.
poem by Theodora Onken
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Old Child
Child. Old child,
No longer wild;
No longer speaking,
No longer beguiled;
I have become
A quiet old child.
Child. Old child,
No longer cold;
Never an old man,
Always too old;
I have become
An old child tenfold.
Child. Old child,
Forever a child;
Always rethinking,
Always exiled.
I should become
A happy old child.
Child. Old child.
Always soft-spoken;
No longer breaking,
Still being broken;
I have become
An old child, unspoken.
Child. Old child,
No longer bold;
By thinking, rethinking
Of stories untold,
All through my childhood,
I've become... old.
poem by Mihai Cosmescu
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Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race.
quote by H.G. Wells
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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