Tell Me, Why?
Tell me, why did once we desire each other?
I never felt emptiness in my mind.
Yes, it was our love!
Why did we use to share a harmonious incommunicable beck.
Tell me?
Why did I use to adorn myself -and why did I use to try my utmost to make a gleam of my love for those days?
It was a true love!
It was such a glorious era that could erase easily one's gloom.
I lived in calmness, and my suitable dreams were about to bloom.
Now, the present time is full of wounds.
I have worthily destroyed my worthless past.
You don't worry.
We both are free ……
You have to earn for future-and you are undoubtedly illustrious wealth of this earth.
Now, everyone hurts my feelings.
It's hurtful for me.
Me, the lonesome have to live for only to relish the hunger, and to recall my past a little bit.
Tell me, why?
Tell me?
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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Never Think Of Past
Never think of past
That might have ended fast
Think of present where everything is absent
You are with your strong body and present
Work for stable future
That may make your side secured
Work hard towards goal and make it sure
Nothing will go wrong and it will reassured
To think of past may be just suicide
The difference remains very wide
The past might be sweet or dark
Yet one must cautiously embark
Past must be kept in mind but for reference
Just to compare with it and take chance
To improve the present at the same time take lessons of the past
Never to look back with pain and confidently last
Past may always remind you of poverty
How were you in those days and feeling very sorry?
How were the pitiful days spent with worry?
Now left with no choice but to go ahead with mission to carry
Some of the strong steps are needed
Some drawback has to be accepted
Yet it should not mar your will power with strong resolve
Self effort with dedication and aim to solve
Leave behind everything and think of glorious tomorrow
Live in present, steer your course and allow
That shall never allow you to go slow
As you were coming with high sprit while lying low
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Path Of Time
Whether of present or past
Or future if you please
The time that you portray
Moves only for yourself
Some choose to live in the past
Lost hopes and dreams they share
But time only last
Until they release the burden they bear
Some choose to live in the present
And behold the sights of each day
A balance of decisions for 10 second frames
And everything always seems fair
Some people look towards the future
To see long term effects unfold
However long it takes to get there
They keep persisting towards their goal
I chose to live in the present
Ignore the past and future presence
And live life like I will not see the next day
And still not have to care
But if I provide an example
For past, present, or future
My path is still my own
And moves only for myself
poem by Logan Fulk
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Love Song Of The Year
(words & music by christian)
I used to laugh when I should cry
I used to let these feelings pass me by
But now that I believe them
I got no-one to leave them to me
You see I traded love for what I thought must be free
So I confess my loneliness
And I guess Ive lost the best of the year
That I have lost it through my fingers like a golden breath of air
If I cared I wouldnt be singing this love song of the year
I know the time cannot erase the days
Love is past and Ive gone away
From now on Ill make it very clear
Cos I dont want to write
Another love song of the year
Its a lonely song and not too clear
But to me its very dear
I guess this song can only be
My feelings went out in the sea of love
To me this has got to be the love song of the year
I know the time cannot erase the days
Love is past and Ive gone away
From now on Ill make it very clear
Cos I dont want to write
Another love song of the year
I used to laugh I used to cry
I used to laugh, these feelings passed me by
From now on Ill make it very clear cos I dont want to write
Another love song of the year
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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A glorious past
Past is always glorious
by that only you have become known or famous
that must remain on or continuous
the reason may be many or various
you can't go by the past
though it might have ended fast
the present may still be eluded
if past is not at all included
you love the present and think of future
the thing which is not there for sure
Think of the past with little from present
you won't feel future too absent
don't read much about anything
you will have to prove for everything
you can't trust the present trend
you may plan accordingly with some mends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Heart Is a Heart
A heart is a heart everyone
Both of joy and sorrow
Love in the deep of one and one
With days of tomorrow
Feelings that go and come
Just as you and I share
Blossoming seeds every bloom
Always with feelings near
A heart is a heart in beating
Bouquet from the inside
All our enthusiasm treating
Giving of its fervor guide
Love of the footsteps through
That is felt and done
Closeness that becomes true
If its devoted affection
We could all always learn
What love’s all about
Then our heart would earn
Passion without a doubt
Feelings that go and come
For every heart here
Blossoming seeds every bloom
Through into New Year
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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The Secret of Time and its Passage
Memory defeats passage of time
Hurts and pains enliven passed times and events
In the form of aches, and rarely are enlivened pleasant experiences had;
Anxiety, fear, apprehension constitute the future;
Past and future are thought forms
In the present continuous,
Arising out of earlier experiences,
And doubts and imaginations about the imminent,
Are mere mental projections
In the present;
The present continuously changes
Every one tenth of a second
As a pulse series of awareness
Replacing past dissolving into future;
Events took place and the ones we imagine may happen
Respectively create memory,
And doubts, fears and expectations;
Thus the egoistic mind drawing us into the past or future
And seldom allowing us to live in the present
And enjoy current bliss, peace and silence
Creating whirlpool of time and its passage
Never lets us transcend the notion of time
And its passage;
But the reality is,
Present continuous being
One-tenth of a second,
The past over and the future yet to dawn;
Realization of this secret of
Passage of time, past, present and future
As mere thought forms in the present,
Sets in us peace, bliss and quietude
And we face life cheerfully
Transcending mental suggestions
And enjoy the present in calmness,
Peace, bliss, silence, in unoccupied awareness
As contented and content-free state of mind
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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For Mel (villanelle)
The one who should have lived has gone so fast.
The old ones, in their dotage, linger on –
they, with no future, live only in the past.
And we who can but sit, dumb and aghast,
scarcely believe that while the sun still shone
the one who should have lived has gone so fast.
Six decades older, surviving to their last
few days or years, together but alone,
they, with no future, live only in the past.
At least she kept on living to the last,
but should have had a future. She has none.
The one who should have lived has gone so fast,
and they, for whom so many years have passed,
are unaware that one they loved is gone.
They, with no future, live only in the past,
mark time until the final trumpet blast,
and never know the respite they have won.
The one who should have lived has gone so fast.
They, with no future, live only in the past.
poem by Paul Hansford
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Time My Past My Future! ! !
Time My Past My Future
The time is racing my past behind me
NO!
My past in front,
My future behind,
I wasn't thinking of my future,
I was back in my past.
But now this is my story! ! ! !
A mother who did not love me,
A sister a brother trying to comfort me,
I felt all alone
Now inhale
and
Exhale.
My future
A mother, A brother, once upon a time a father,
But no more
I stride for my future,
Not for my past
I tell you children
NEVER Look Back! ! !
But i do wondering......
I f my past was different would my future be better?
Would it?
Never mind that,
The time is racing to my future
I live for today and NOT tomarrow.
So I Never Look Back.
poem by Chauntae Ridley
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Before Our Weakness Gets To Strong
What are we doing in this place alone is our desire to relive our past this strong
True love we knew in the past is gone but our weakness lingers on
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
Long ago we let the flame of love burn out of control
Now we have no reason to reach for love that has grown cold
If we live our past in the present our future will be gone
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
[ fiddle ]
Line with temptation we raced into the past
On a road too small to let the past and the present pass
Are we going too fast to turn back and leave the past alone
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
Long ago we let the flame...
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Sonnet: True Love
If love be love that’s truly from two hearts,
If love be love that’s born aright in mind,
If love be love that’s full of divine thoughts,
The corporeal need isn’t there, you’ll find!
For, lovers true can live their lives afar,
Their hearts beating in unison as one;
Their thoughts of love, no force on earth can mar;
Their happy past can render mirth when lone!
And love that’s true will not with time abate;
It will remain afresh, always endless;
Though life takes them thro’ roads apart by fate,
Their love will stay in spite of all duress.
Why then worry if love can’t fuse bodies?
True love will grow in minds and never cease!
poem by John Celes
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Ill-Fated
How can I tell you?
How can I impress you?
My worthless feelings tremble to expose it in front of you.
Though I am so much rueful, but tell me-How can I rue?
Now, It is not that face which once used to share glisten of love with you.
There is no certainty, but by God! I've been able to touch the eternity.
I know, it's difficult to get the warm dignity (though being silent lover) .
So, it hurts me and I have to take deep breath.
Now, I am holding a pen to recall my past and the prosody to be entitled.
I will not say it again.
I will not make an iteration.
Everyone is decent.
Everyone is an intemperate.
Though I am going to be an ill-fated,
But a lot of intellects I have to collect.
I want to be a moderate.
poem by Bibhakar Dutta
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Love Hurts
Boudleaux bryant
Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds, and mars any heart
Not tough or stong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud, holds a lot of rain
Love hurts......ooh, ooh love hurts
Im young , I know, but even so
I know a thing or two, and I learned from you
I really learned a lot, really learned a lot
Love is like a flame, it burns you when its hot
Love hurts......ooh, ooh love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
Theyre not foolin me
I know it isnt true ,i know it isnt true
Love is just a lie, made to make you blue
Love hurts......
Ooh, ooh love hurts,ooh, ooh love hurts
I know it isnt true, I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,made to make you blue
Love hurts......
Ooh, ooh love hurts, ooh, ooh love hurts
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Love Hurts
Love hurts, love scars,
Love wounds, and marks,
Any heart, not tough,
Or strong, enough
To take a lot of pain,
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
Holds a lot of rain
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Im young, I know,
But even so
I know a thing, or two
I learned, from you
I really learned a lot,
Really learned a lot
Love is like a flame
It burns you when its hot
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Some fools think of happiness
Blissfulness, togetherness
Some fools fool themselves I guess
Theyre not foolin me
I know it isnt true,
I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, ooh,ooh love hurts
Ooh,ooh love hurts
[guitar solo]
I know it isnt true,
I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie,
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, ooh ooh love hurts
Ooh ooh love hurts
Ooh ooh...
song performed by by Nazareth
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A Time Machine Mind!
Human mind, dreams, vision and imagination
Can transport one forward and backward in time.
Mind is the time machine to go to past and future
But time never goes backward but only forward;
Also, time never goes in circle but only straight!
Recollection of past is possible in the present;
Visualization of future is possible in the present;
But one cannot go to the past or future ever now!
Hour glass can show the time like clock of today
But it cannot bring back the past to reality now
Or bring to our vision the future of world now!
Mind is the time machine that can read history;
Mind is the same machine to see the future too;
But time never goes to the past but only to future!
poem by Ramesh T A
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Lost In Love
Would you love me
When nights are cold
Would you love me
When I grow old
Would you care
Baby its not easy
Take me by surprise
And say youre there
Would you love me
Give me one more chance
Would you love me
Try and understand
Would you share a life
That is music
Show me in your eyes
That youll stay with me tonight
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love,
All my dreams around you
And Im lost in love
And its true
I cant live without you
Oh, no
Would you love me
When Im in doubt
Would you love me
Just to be around
Would you share my
Life that is music
Take me in your arms
And sing my melody
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love,
All my dreams around you
And Im lost in love
And its true
I cant live without you
Oh, no
And Im lost in love
Say you really want me
Love is a passion
Just cant hide
And Im lost in love
Time and again and it
Hurts me
Youll be my reason
For starting again, again
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love
And all my dreams around you
Im lost in love
I cant live without you
Im lost in love
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
Im lost in love
Baby I cant live without you
song performed by by New Edition
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Im Holding You
Im flyin (flyin)
In a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
Im seein (seein)
The future, the past as I lay the present to waste
Im scopin (scopin)
All these feelings I have and hopin for them to come true
And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby
Im holdin you
Im breathin (breathin)
The fumes of the grid that rid my lobe of oxygen
Im climbin (climbin)
The walls to where good and evil make amends
Im trippin, writhin and squealin, pukin
Looking for someone like you
And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby
Im holdin you
Im flyin (flyin)
In a frame of my mind that time cannot erase
Im seein (seein)
The future, the past as I lay the present to waste
Im scopin (scopin)
All these feelings I have and hopin for them to come true
And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby
Im holdin you
And Im holdin something more precious than fine ore, baby
Im holdin you
song performed by by Ween
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Love's Testing
If my pain is your pleasure
then I will continence it
although I know I shouldn't.
If you in loving me
draw blood
I will wipe it clean
gauze and bandage it.
If my pleasure is to allow you
this abandonment
from previous
hurts you've endured,
if this then is the price
I must pay
then I am willing to expend
that coin to see where
all of this new love is going.
I too,
have my
secret price;
you too
must pay
for hurts
from my secret past.
And since you are next
and closest now
you'll have to bare
your heart
your chest
and take my blows;
misdirected it's true
and rightly belonging to another
who now
has receded to my receding past.
Fair is fair:
I must hurt
for wrongs done you
and versa vice;
and simultaneously
endure
the test that love
presents
to all new
couples;
Wily past Hurts and Harms
from previous lovers-
putting new love to
sometimes
hurtful tests.
.
Flail away
we both
do;
true love
at the other end
my faith says
will endure.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Dimension Merge
For us the past has gone and the present moves on
into the yesterday of a future’s present time.
Despite living in the future’s past this will not last,
present and future will very soon combine.
Future or dimension, to some a misapprehension,
but they are one in the same.
If there’s more than one, they will follow on
to leave one, with it’s present name.
On merging we’ll realise we’ve no future to recognise,
and the past and present is all we’ll know.
The past will still be renewed, with each day used,
but the future will mean only tomorrow.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Love Hurts
Love hurts, love scars
Love wounds and mars
Any heart not tough
Or strong enough
Take a lot of pain
Take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud
And it holds a lot of rain
Love hurts, (ooooo), love hurts
Youre young, I know
Baby, whats so
I know a thing or two
Ooo honey, I learned from you
I really learned a lot
I really learned a lot
Love is like a stove
It burns you when its hot
Love hurts, (ooooo), love hurts
Some fools rave, of happiness
Of blissfulness, togetherness
Oh, some fools,
They fool themselves, I guess
Theyre not fooling me
And I know it isnt true
God, I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie and its
Made to make you blue
Love hurts, (ooooo) love hurts
(ooooo), love hurts
And I know it isnt true
Oh, I know it isnt true
Love is just a lie and its
Made to make you blue
Cause love hurts
Early in the morning you hurt,
Love hurts, (ooooo), love hurts
song performed by by Cher
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Scrape not sexual art.
When you coin love song,
you relive with your past love.
The one who tunes for it
Too, relives with one’s past love.
Hero and heroine play it,
With sex hidden in flesh,
While the singers recall
Their love in singing it.
Audience turns as heroes and heroines
To relish their past love.
Art with sex is the outlet
For human libido.
Where art thrives there dies sexual assult.
16.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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