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We Didn't Say

Years slip through our fingers
like the grains of sand.
We make friends
that mature in our lives
and then one-day
heaven takes them away
leaving us with only memories
and words we didn't say.

12 May 2012

poem by David Harris
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A Grain Of Sand

Life is like a grain of sand;
it can slip through your fingers
at any time and be lost forever.
We must enjoy every minute
while we have it
in case that too
slips through our fingers.
Love is a fleeting thing
that passes all too quickly through our lives
unless we grasp it tightly
never letting it go.
Our lives are like a grain of sand
and will slip through our fingers
before we get to enjoy it thoroughly.

20 November 2008

poem by David Harris
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Big Hand

The big hand makes all of your favorite things
Like all your dreams go small
And all your friends run away
Until your memories fall
And the words don't fit
But the way the big hand smiles
You just won't care about it
The big hand makes all of your favorite things
Like all your days run out
And your hopes disappear
And your smiles just stop
And your eyes go dead
And the shadows start to crawl
In the back of your head
But when the big hand speaks
It's like fireworks and heaven
So you listen don't think
And wish for nothing at all
And when the big hand sings
It's like fireworks and friends
Leaving alone i'm not leaving alone
I'll never leave alone again
So when the big hand holds up all of your favorite things
And with a touch like glass starts to squeeze
You don't ask "why me?"
You just slip to the floor
You just slip to your knees
But when the big hand speaks
It's like fireworks and heaven
So you listen don't think
And wish for nothing at all
And when the big hand sings
It's like fireworks and friends
Leaving alone
I'm not leaving alone
Leaving alone never leaving alone
I'll never leave alone again...

song performed by by Cure
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love And Friendship

Love and friendship
are the most precious gifts
than anyone can have
we must treasure them
less they slip through are fingers
like grains of sand.

poem by David Harris
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Hourglass Sand

Through the hourglass
watching
grains of sand falling.
I see time slipping by.

To myself I wonder.
Do we pass with such ease
through the hourglass of life?
Like tiny grains of sand cascading?

When that sand has gone.
Does that mean time has stopped
until I turn the glass over?
And the sand again begins to fall.

Through our hourglass
as we pass like grains of sand.
How many frowns can we turn to smiles?
How much good can we make from bad?

When our sand has run out.
Has our time stopped as well?
Who will turn over our hourglass?
Restart our time renew our opportunities?

poem by Kurt Hearth
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Made It

Muir-Pleasants-Trujillo-
I'm lookin' for a little bit Heaven
Didn't think you'd make it (4x)
Didn't think you'd make it - from where there's no
second chance when you slip
Didn't think you'd make it - to get away most just dip
light and trip
Didn't think you'd make it - you gotta get away or
your mind's gonna rot
So happy that you made it - they called us stupid but
we never got caught
So we're looking for a little Heaven. When we're livin'
in a little Hell
Didn't think you'd make it (2x)
Didn't think you'd make it - it's so hard to make it
when they want you to fail
Didn't think you'd make it
Not all the old Hommies are dead, some are in jail
Didn't think you'd make it - they already reserved us
a cell
So happy that you make it - but we found a little
Heaven in a place like Hell
Where you find a place like Heaven. When you live in
a place like Hell?
Just lookin' for a little bit of Heaven. Yea but this is a
place like Hell
Trying to find a little bit of Heaven in a place like Hell
Lookin' for a little bit of Heaven - I'm lookin' for a little
bit of Heaven
Lookin' for a little bit of Heaven. Heaven
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All lyrics by Mike Muir
Infectious Grooves are: GROOVE FAMILY CYCO:
Mike Muir - Vocals Pa
Robert Trujillo - Bass Ma
Dean Pleasants - Guitar Uncle Ervil
Adam Siegel - Guitar Cousin Randy
Brooks Wackerman - Drums Lil' Jr.
Infectious Grooves
P.O. Box 350
Venice, CA 90294-0350

song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Love Is Like Sand

I said it too,
Love is like sand,
It slips down through fingers,
But some grains stick with the palm,
And when it is bushed,
These grains pass through eyes
While journeying to the soul,
They often weep and wail
Lying in its secret channels,
But troubling a lot.

poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Love Sonnet 169 I Have Seen Sadness On The Prestine Sand

I have seen sadness on the pristine sand,
In faded footprints, you have failed to make,
More so that sands were once huge rocks, so grand,
Before this fate, that only sands could take:
To become the dunes, were dwelt my sorrow,
In dire stillness that aggravates my loss,
The craved tenderness, which you did not show,
That spawned a desert, much too wide to cross;
Though minute are the grains that slip my grasp,
Like truths that seep through a mind grief ridden,
Vicious as though rose harboring a wasp,
Thereby, in sweetness lurks its sting, hidden;
......Yet, your footprints did not last till evening,
......As blown sand covered your tracks of leaving.
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poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Can We Still Be Friends

(todd rundgren)
We cant play this game anymore
But can we still be friends?
Things just cant go on like before
But can we still be friends?
We had something to learn
Now its time for the wheel to turn
Grains of sand, one by one
Before you know, its all gone
Lets admit we made a mistake
But can we still be friends?
Heartbreaks never easy to take
But can we still be friends?
Its a strange sad affair
Sometimes seems that we just dont care
Dont waste time feeling hurt
Weve been through hell together
Dannana etc,
Can we still be friends
Can we still get together sometimes?
Hey babe, can we still go on?
We awoke from our dream,
Things are not always what they seem
Memories linger on
Its like a sweet, sad, old song
Dannana etc, can we still be friends

song performed by by Robert Palmer
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GRAINS of SAND

Grains of sand
on which I stand
burn my feet
from the sun's intense heat.
I bury them quickly
to keep them cool.
The grains of sand
can be too cruel.
And now I know
I played the fool
for I left my sandals
where it was cool.
Afraid to move,
I see a child.
I call to him
as if I'm wild.
'My shoes, my shoes
please bring them here.'
He looks and waves,
then disappears.
And so I stay
and face the day
stuck in grains of sand.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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First Loves

Always our first love
is the one we remember most.
That love that seemed beyond our grasp
and always got away.
I remember my first love
and all the things I did to woo her.
The love letters that took
half a dozen envelopes to send,
and the things I bought her
that were all in vain.
We talked to one another
and that’s as far as it got,
no hugs and kisses there.
Then as fast as she entered my life,
she was gone from it.
I heard a few stories,
but never saw her again.
She alone has inspired
so many writings in my life
that I would dearly love to meet her just once again.
I have often thought of writing
to the old address where she lived,
but I know she doesn’t liver there anymore.
What happened to her
I could never rightly say,
for all I know
she could live a half a world away.
However, wherever she is after forty years
I still remember her
as if it were yesterday.
I guess that’s how some of our first loves go,
slipping through our fingers
like tiny grains of sand.
Leaving us with only memories
of what our life might have been.

16-17 September 2008

poem by David Harris
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Can We Still Be Friends

We cant play this game anymore
But can we still be friends
Things just cant go on like before
But can we still be friends
We had something to learn
Now its time for the wheel to turn
Grains of sand, one by one
Before you know it, all gone
Lets admit we made a mistake
But can we still be friends
Heartbreaks never easy to take
But can we still be friends
Its a strange, sad affair
Sometimes seems like we just dont care
Dont waste time feeling hurt
Weve been through hell together
Can we still get together sometime
You know life will still go on and on and on
We awoke from our dream
Things are not always what they seem
Memories linger on
Its like a sweet, sad old song

song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Ghosttown

When the night falls
I lay my head on shallow ground
Covered by the sand of desert dunes,
I will be found
Write your name with fingers in the sand
And its blown away by sandstorms
And
Im gonna leave this ghosttown
Im leaving, leaving, leaving this ghosttown
Im gonna leave it on its own
Lost souls on dead ground
And all the memories
That come at night
And steel my sleep
The neverending game
Of love and pain
Im in too deep
Rattlesnakes draw circles in the dust
And while I watch them I realize I must
Leave this ghosttown

song performed by by Fury In The Slaughterhouse
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Follow Your Dreams

to dream your dream, and follow it through
to dream your dream, and make it come true.
to set that goal in your life
and have it become your guiding light.

to push yourself against all odds
and take the first steps, is the start.
take the first of a million steps
until your dream you have met.

no one knows your dreams better than you
do whatever you've got to do.
but do not hurt anyone along the way
for later on you will pay.

using friends, family, people, -we all do.
how far you go depends on you.
with your dream, other people gain
and because of it, their lives will change.

it takes billions of grains of sand to make a beach
that is the goal that we must reach.
each and every one of our lives, will touch another.
that is why we are sister and brother.
everything in life-' no matter what it may be'.
has its consequences, that affects you and me.

now on this weekend i heard the news
two ICONS have passed away (michael jackson & farrah fawcett)
but in our hearts they will stay.
they reached their dreams in their hearts,
and we became a very big part.

so with this in mind i must say
follow your dreams, it's the only way.

poem by Louis Rams
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Asking Myself Why

I sat down to write a letter
to an old friend of mine,
someone I had not seen
for thirty or forty years.
Only realizing as I put pen to paper
how the years had flown by,
though it only seem like yesterday
we had met on the street
and had a long chat together.
I realized then to my regret
that I did not know if
they were alive or dead.
If they were gone,
yet another thread to my past
had disappeared forever.
A curtain of sadness fell over me
as my memories re-enacted
moments from so long ago,
moments that will never return.

My pen hovered above the paper
and no words could I write
as my mind clouded with memories
of friends I had let go.
It's so easy to say see you later,
when half the time we never do.
Then comes today like now
and you realise there maybe no later.
Those friends of yesterday maybe gone
and only reside within your memories.
Tears glazed my eyes
and I gave a silent sigh.
I wondered how may more times
will I ask myself why
in the passing of time.
Why I just sat and let them go.

25 February 2012

poem by David Harris
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Thirteen Years

Thirteen years of pencils and paper
Thirteen years of “I'll do it later”
Thirteen years of homework and classes
Thirteen years of fails and passes

Thirteen years have gone by so fast
And it's finally our year of last
Thirteen years of enemies and friends
Our memories that will never end

Thirteen years of growing up
Relying off of chance and luck
Changing our hair and our clothes
Making our decisions based off shows

Thirteen years preparing for our lives
For our future successful tries
For our almost guaranteed mistakes
And the friends we are sure to make

Thirteen years and now thirteen more
Traveling from shore to shore
Separating from our family and friends
Moving on and on again and again

Good Luck to us all, wherever we go
May we always have pride, and let it show
For our origins of HHS
Class of 2011 will always be the best!

poem by Cheylee Miller
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Burning Bridges

Our old love letters,
I burnt them one by one.
I didn’t want them in years to come,
to haunt me with memories of you.

Our car in which we used to travel,
around to see our friends,
I sold so I could get something new,
that didn’t hold the perfume of you.

The house would have to go,
too many memories,
of you lingering there,
and they are too hard to bear.

Just another bridge I’m burning,
to escape the entrapment of the past,
another way of removing to,
any traces of the love I had for you.

I’ve said goodbye to our friends,
before they start asking of you.
I’m moving to a far away place,
and burning bridges of all traces of you

I’m hoping it will be enough,
to keep your memories at bay,
Until the day I find another guide,
who will lovingly at my side stay.

poem by David Harris
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Grains of Sand

Rolling in receding back
I watch the ocean’s waves.
Wondering what do they bring
or take away.

Reaching to my feet
some sand I scoop.
Through my fingers
those tiny grains flow.

Some so smooth
as if their journey long.
Others jagged sharp.
Had they not traveled far?

I muse to myself
What tales could they tell?
Relating their travels
carried by the seas.

if any what secrets
might they hide?
Tragedies triumphs
fair seas and foul.

Had they witnessed
great things and small?
As my mind wandered
imagination followed.

Again the waves roll in.
Now the sand is gone.
That sand I held
taken away.

Where will the seas
carry those grains?
On what other shores
will they a visit pay?

poem by Kurt Hearth
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When Illusion’s Cloud Lifts

How quickly time passes
and the years go by,
then we look back at things
as if they only happened yesterday
and when the cloud of illusion lifts
we suddenly realise
just how many years have gone by.
It get a little frightening when you think
of how time can slip through our fingers
like the batting of an eye.
We think of how many lives
have quickly come and gone,
of how many faces from our life
have disappeared forever,
never again to be seen.
We can only go forward
like generations before
always looking for heaven
as we open each and every door.

12 September 2008

poem by David Harris
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She's Leaving Home

Wednesday morning at five o'clock
As the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen
Clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the back door key
Stepping outside she is free
She (we gave her most of our lives)
Is leaving (sacrificed most of our lives)
Home (we gave her everything money could buy)
She's leaving home after living alone for
So many years (bye bye)
Father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown
Picks up the letter that's lying there
Standing alone at the top of the stairs
She breaks down and cries to her husband
Daddy our baby's gone
Why would she treat us so thoughtlessly
How could she do this to me
She (We never thought of ourselves)
Is leaving (never a thought for ourselves)
Home (we struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home after living alone for
So many years (bye bye)
Friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting a man from the motor trade
She (what did we do that was wrong)
Is having (we didn't know it was wrong)
Fun (fun is the one thing that money can't buy)
Something inside that was always denied for
So many years (bye bye)
She's leaving home (bye bye)

song performed by by Kate Bush
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My Glistening Dreams of Glass

My glistening glass dreams slip from my hands,
I see them fall in slow motion, heading toward their impending destruction.
They crumple as they meet the harsh, immovable reality that is a brilliant marble floor.
Dissolving in an array of colours and beautiful sounds, they look so much but amount to so little.
They shatter forever in my mind, with no one to pick up the pieces.

The hourglass shines as the grains of sand rush through the smallest gap,
Bursting through into a new realm of life.
But when each grain passes the gap, it does not for me mean some newfound freedom,
It just draws me one step closer to the final verse of my own tragic ballad.
But the sand keeps falling, when will it stop falling?

And as my glistening dreams of glass,
Slip again from weary fingers,
The songs begin to fade,
The colours turn to gray.
As the universe carries on, unaffected by my presence...

poem by Alex Duchovny
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