Realization
I've realised that
Some days are really bad
I cannot function properly
I'm a very emotional person
And my past keeps haunting me
It's easy to let go of the past
Only if it could be....
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Haunting
(carly simon)
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
Like an echo in the wind leaves, unreconciled -
Waiting to be picked up and bounced down again on
Listeners ears
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And you know who I am
Though I never leave my name or number
Im locked inside of you so it doesnt matter
Theres always someone haunting someone - haunting someone
And I cant sleep easy
cause Im afraid of dreaming
And then the memory of the dream
Theres always someone haunting someone
Haunting someone
Haunting someone
song performed by by Carly Simon
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I Don't Know Where The Past Is Gone
I don’t know where the past is gone
I only know most of my own life is over-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know so many people I loved
Are no longer here and will never be here again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know that that chance I had that hope for so many years
Can never be mine in the same way again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
So many moments of beauty and love and opportunity missed and longing unrealized-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what of it I should miss
And why I should long for it so.
I don’t know where the past has gone
And where my life was lost and why I did not do better in it-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what will be when for me
Everything is only the Past gone
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Regrets I Do Not Keep
Loosing your innocence is easy,
Like lying to your mom about having another cookie,
Doing something you'll regret, is easy.
Sometimes you have something so great,
And you don't know how important it is,
you don't see it's worth until it's too late,
You don't hold it to your heart, you don't keep it safe,
And then you lose it, and you see, it was great.
Falling to a higher power of want is so easy,
Like waving at a stranger in a car you pass on your way to work,
Becoming a victim to sin and temptation is easy.
So many things in life are given to you to keep,
And some of them you could never give up,
Like the right to show your feelings, the right to smile, to weep,
And these things you take as a given, yet they are truly a gift.
And some of these gifts we treat like nothing, some we do not keep.
Becoming and doing something you would never become or do is easy,
Like doing something before you think,
Falling into the hole of regret is easy.
In life you must live for what you have, not the past.
You must realize what you did and notice how it hurt you so,
But never regret what you have done, for that shall only form a cast,
A cast of what you were, one that keeps you still in a solid state,
You must learn; never live in the past.
I believe in the past, yet it is the present I keep,
I move on past things i have done, I do not look back,
For these regrets, I do not keep.
by: Bethany M.
April 16,2009
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Institutions - government, churches, industries, and the like - have properly no other function than to contribute to human freedom; and in so far as they fail, on the whole, to perform this function, they are wrong and need reconstruction.
quote by Charles Horton Cooley
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Your Laugh
You laughed loud and free.
Such a sound was joy in the past.
Distant past.
Now it brings sadness.
For in that one brief moment,
in that one brief sound,
you are the person I loved once.
You are the person I once knew.
And I miss that person.
poem by Meli Secret
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These Are The Days
Ah ah
Heres a song
About living in the past
If it was so good then
How come it didnt last?
If it helps you
Ill put it in a phrase
Those were the times
But these are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
The times youre smiling back on
Had that great sitcom
It hardly compensated
For the terror of the bomb
Let me help
cause youre looking through a haze
Those were the times
These are the days
These are the days
Hey hey hey
These are the days
Can you hear me now?
These are the days
Look around look around look around
These are the days
These are the days
Hey hey live today
These are the days
Its time to put the past away
These are the days
The more you do the more you say
These are the days
The more I need to get away
Youre longing for a time
There never was
Now tell me the truth
Youre looking for the reason
Its because
Youre fighting for youth
But if I have to listen any more
To fantasy talk
Or any other bug you have
Im leaving
Now Im not saying
Everything is really great
Hey hey hey
After sixteen years
Of legalised class hate
Why waste time
Looking back for things to praise?
Those were the times huh
But these are the days
These are the days
Looking back in history
These are the days
Time to get contempory
These are the days
The past is not the place to be
song performed by by Human League
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Celebration Of Being
A thirteen-year old heroine complains
her mother suddenly seems just gross
and embarrassing; I realised everything
seemed embarrassing to me right from
the start of my life as if I was tainted with
the low EQ - emotional quotient - of an
adolescent and am still the same today
Embarrassment about my parents and
siblings never changed; should one try
to grow up emotionally - impossible, as
one youngster sings High school never
ends, we all still compete for the same
things and fight the same bullies; some
people are wise like my colleague Hanlie
But I remain caught up in the emotional
conundrums of the past and the only way
to move forward is to concentrate on my
partner and kids where fun and laughter
change life into a celebration of being
Lois Lowry - Anastasia, Ask your Analyst
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Sad Love Pains
I am not sure of myself and not even about this life anymore. Doubt, only doubt is here. One thing is sure that I will never look back into my past. Being left alone was not easy to deal with although my past will never understand. My past was all that I had and loved. Sadly, it is gone and I have to forget forever.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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You Make It Easy
Never been here - How about you ? "
You smile at my answer,
You've given me the chance,
To be held and understood.
You leave me laughing without crying,
There's no use denying,
For many times I've tried,
Love has never felt as good.
Be it downtown or way up in the air,
When your heart's pounding,
You know that I'm aware.
You make it easy to watch the world with love,
You make it easy to let the past be done,
You make it easy.
How'd you do it ? How'd you find me ?
How did I find you ?
How can this be true ?
To be held and understood.
Keep it coming - no one's running
The lesson I'm learning
'Cause blessings are deserved
By the trust that always could
Be it downtown or way up in the air,
When your heart's pounding,
You know that I'm aware.
You make it easy to watch the world with love,
You make it easy to let the past be done,
You make it easy.
You make it easy to watch the world with love,
You make it easy to let the past be done,
You make it easy.
song performed by by Air
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Sometimes
Sometime my feeling simply hurt some much. I am just in some much emotional pain. So very much. It is hard to say. What is it, it is. I will tell you at times I, hate such emotional irrigate people.
What want to be free from the hang-ups up of the past, to be free of the pain of the misunderstanding and be free to love my life un-bogged down with all of this emotional pain, weight at time.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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It’s important … to know who the real enemy is, and to know the function, the very serious function of racism, which is distraction. It keeps you from doing your work. It keeps you explaining over and over again, your reason for being. Somebody says you have no language and so you spend 20 years proving that you do. Somebody says your head isn’t shaped properly so you have scientists working on the fact that it is. Somebody says that you have no art so you dredge that up. Somebody says that you have no kingdoms and so you dredge that up. None of that is necessary. There will always be one more thing.
quote by Toni Morrison
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To One Who Would Make A Confession
Oh! leave the past to buy its own dead.
The past is naught to us, the present all.
What need of last year's leaves to strew Love's bed?
What need of ghosts to grace a festival?
I would not, if I could, those days recall,
Those days not ours. For us the feast is spread.
The lamps are lit, and music plays withal.
Then let us love and leave the rest unsaid.
This island is our home. Around it roar
Great gulfs and oceans, channels, straits and seas.
What matter in what wreck we reached the shore,
So we both reached it? We can mock at these.
Oh! leave the past, if past indeed there be;
I would not know it; I would know but thee.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Yesterday
Days were gone that only my sanity can gather
The truth and lies that molded the person I am
Not perfect but I am what I am
Yes! Past can’t be undone but only to be looked at
By a memory as fresh as morning comes each day
For every tick of clock’s hand it becomes my past
All [I said and did] are now fractions of my novelty
Days were gone that only my good mind can choose
The albums of my life, torn pages are fallen leaves
Muddled on the ground, buried only to be learned
That these lessons are my guidelines for tomorrow
Yesterday is my mirror and you will not be my God
To watch my shadow that each detail I am judged
Neither I care nor will I listen just to dwell upon it
When I know I am wrong and you can’t forgive me
But when all smiles cascade from bank of memory
And laughter exudes to remind you the best of me
I’ll let you take my place where I learnt to love you
Or where I hated you for not knowing how to forgive
Yes! Days were gone but only my sanity can gather
The truth and lies that molded the person I am
Not perfect but I am what I am
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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Bear The Fate
I judge a move by its past
And a person by his past.
It won’t click; no other way.
Surrender to fate and bear.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Caged in Life Caged Like a.............
Caged in life
Locked up in misery
Locked up in guilt.
Locked up in denial.
No it wasnt me.
Im locked in my own misery.
With no1 to hear my cries.
My cries of desperatoin
My cries of disbelife.
I guess I'll never be free
Wrapped up in my own grief.
Blaming anything
Blaming myself.
Angry with everyone
Angry at the world.
Am I a bitter person.
yes properly I am.
I feel caged in wvery days life.
Every new day
The same as the one thats past.
One messed up mind
Is mine my mind drained
My mind is all but lost.
For now Im a bitter person.
Locked in my own world
Locked in my grief.
With barriers a 1000 feet high.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Past Carin
Now up and down the siding brown
The great black crows are flyin',
And down below the spur, I know,
Another `milker's' dyin';
The crops have withered from the ground,
The tank's clay bed is glarin',
But from my heart no tear nor sound,
For I have gone past carin' --
Past worryin' or carin',
Past feelin' aught or carin';
But from my heart no tear nor sound,
For I have gone past carin'.
Through Death and Trouble, turn about,
Through hopeless desolation,
Through flood and fever, fire and drought,
And slavery and starvation;
Through childbirth, sickness, hurt, and blight,
And nervousness an' scarin',
Through bein' left alone at night,
I've got to be past carin'.
Past botherin' or carin',
Past feelin' and past carin';
Through city cheats and neighbours' spite,
I've come to be past carin'.
Our first child took, in days like these,
A cruel week in dyin',
All day upon her father's knees,
Or on my poor breast lyin';
The tears we shed -- the prayers we said
Were awful, wild -- despairin'!
I've pulled three through, and buried two
Since then -- and I'm past carin'.
I've grown to be past carin',
Past worryin' and wearin';
I've pulled three through and buried two
Since then, and I'm past carin'.
'Twas ten years first, then came the worst,
All for a dusty clearin',
I thought, I thought my heart would burst
When first my man went shearin';
He's drovin' in the great North-west,
I don't know how he's farin';
For I, the one that loved him best,
Have grown to be past carin'.
I've grown to be past carin'
Past lookin' for or carin';
The girl that waited long ago,
Has lived to be past carin'.
My eyes are dry, I cannot cry,
I've got no heart for breakin',
But where it was in days gone by,
A dull and empty achin'.
My last boy ran away from me,
I know my temper's wearin',
But now I only wish to be
Beyond all signs of carin'.
Past wearyin' or carin',
Past feelin' and despairin';
And now I only wish to be
Beyond all signs of carin'.
poem by Henry Lawson
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Biased Answers
Probe your deepest feelings
To make an emotional connection
To form a meaningful picture
Of the world around you
And create your own happiness
To move past pain and hurt
Without a doubt
Don't let nagging feelings
Of isolation and loss
Hold you back from smiling
Or springing to life
Get hold of missed opportunities
And know that
There are no easy answers
Or emotional responses
Minute by minute
So don't give biased answers
Or misinterpret your difficulties
Just watch out
And move forward to nurture happiness
For there is so much out there to know..............
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don't understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now.
quote by Sophia Loren
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It Is Not Easy
it is not easy to pretend that i am
not looking, and you know that when you
take fast glances at me
and i am caught redhanded
filled with desire
the way my hair sways gently
my eyes take some passes
when you catch me
with your quicker looks
i nod down pretending
that i am writing a letter of my own
to a friends miles and miles away
it is not easy for me to think
that you understand all these
longings of touching
and kissing
it is not easy to be a part of you
your past and my past
meeting and knowing very well
the fallen parts
and yet still too weak to pick
them all and give
the picture, the whole,
the real one, the one that shows
the falling of tears
the hands that wipe them
and the silence that comes
after
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Past
Past is past.
It never comes.
It helps us something to learn.
Past lives may hurt us.
But It never ruins us.
Don't fight the past.
Let it go, always be simple, always be inspired.
There is no point going with the past.
There is the point going with present.
Past determines nothing.
Present determines something.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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