I Find Myself
I find myself
Living more in the past
Then in the present
For life isn't fun anymore
Grabbing for things that are unreal
For the days are nothing more
Then a bore
Searching for something to hold on to
To keep from being no more
For life without meaning
Is hopeless
And hopelessness makes you feel
You're not needed anymore
poem by David Kush
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Is This Love
(coverdale/sykes)
I should have known better
Than to let you go alone,
Its times like these
I cant make it on my own
Wasted days, and sleepless nights
And I cant wait to see you again
I find I spend my time
Waiting on your call,
How can I tell you, baby
My backs against the wall
I need you by my side
To tell me its alright,
cos I dont think I can take anymore
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming,
This must be love,
cos its really got a hold on me,
A hold on me...
I cant stop the feeling
Ive been this way before
But, with you Ive found the key
To open any door
I can feel my love for you
Growing stronger day by day,
An I cant wait to see you again
So I can hold you in my arms
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for
Is this love or am I dreaming,
This must be love,
cos its really got a hold on me,
A hold on me...
Is this love that Im feeling,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for...
Is this love or am I dreaming,
Is this the love, that Ive been searching for...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Inside My Secret Chamber
All i am here
Only a soul in this heart
Living within the beat chamber
Vibrating this life in every second
Counting days and years till it will be stopped
Like the clock sounds, tick tock we're passing time
Still i am here learning to catch my past beats
The old running moments escaped from my pulses
Now, searching who i am in each breath i had
Mistakes I have done, written as scars
Reveal me things untold by smiles
Time will keep flying, no waiting
But the child in me still learning
For who i am, and what i living for
Till the end of my given time
Searching myself, my soul
I will find inside here
My heart chamber
After mistakes
resolves mistakes
For another chance
I will take, with no surrender
Learning more as who i am here
Completing mystery of my unwritten soul
To be answered, in the last page of my days
Oh my dear LORD, lead me to guide in your way,
I am on my way waiting, to meet You soon someday
poem by Unwritten Soul
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Lifes a Journey
As I sit and look back at my life and the things I did, whether they were good or bad...I am here...
The past is my life long journey of truely finding my self.
My present is my life journey to correct my past mistakes and improve my present.
My Future is what I make of my present.
So I choose wisely because I only have one past, present and future.....
poem by Yahaira Perez
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Searching
I've been in search for a while now.
Although for what Im not quite sure.
I belive I want the answer to my troubles.
And the strength to move on.
I wish I could put things in the past where they belong.
But the search goes on and on.
Im trying to find what Im searching for.
But what am I searching for.
I dont quite know.
I've been searching for a long time.
But just what am I searching for?
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Have You Ever Been?
Have you ever been
Tied to the past
Striving for the future
Yet stuck in a holocaust
Have you ever been
Living two lives
One in the past, hidden from all
One in the present, to show them all
Have you ever been
Loved so pure
To hold, is all you want to do
Yet you let go, for love is true
Have you ever been
Content! !
Content of the past and the present
Or do you see yourself linger, from one to the other end...
Have you ever been...?
Have you ever been...?
poem by Mien Bless
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The Morning After
A kasha/j hirschorn
Theres got to be a morning after, if we can hold on through the night
We have a chance to find the sunshine lets keep on looking for the light
Oh cant you see the morning after? its waiting right outside the storm
Why dont we cross the bridge together and find a place thats safe and warm?
Its not too late, we should be giving, only with love can we we climb
Its not too late, not while were living, lets put our hands out in time
Theres got be a morning after, were moving closer to the shore
I know well be there by tomorrow and well escape the darkeness
We wont be searching anymore
Theres got be a morning after, were moving closer to the shore
I know well be there by tomorrow and well escape the darkeness
We wont be searching anymore
Theres got be a morning after
Theres got be a morning after
Theres got be a morning after
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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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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Falling back *song
* i got bored and decided to write a song and then i thought a song is basically a poem. so i chucked it up here for you all to read. sorry if its crap :) *
Its a few months later now
im still thinking how
could anything be so unreal
im fighting stronger still
trying to cross that hill
but i know i still cant do it
cause running back could be so difficult
but running forward is where i seem to hault
and i know that i just wanna get on with life
but how can i do that that with you left behind
it seems that the harder i am and the more i try
i cant do any better cause im not right
anymore
secret feelings keep on tumbling down
im lying it all away with this upside frown
and im trying to throw it out
trying to get it all back
but i still find myself crossing out all i've done
falling back onto my sore face to where i begun
cause running back could be so difficult
but running forward is where i seem to hault
and i know that i just wanna get on with life
but how can i do that that without you
it seems that the harder i am and the more i try
i cant do any better cause im not right
anymore
and im not falling back anymore
im not holding on to the fragments you left by the door
im leaving hope way behind
im leaning forward to this brand new life
and i, and i...
i need something to believe in
trusted secrets that are more than words or things
cause im finding it harder to believe in this
what on earth could i have missed
ohhhh
cause running back could be so difficult
but running forward is where i seem to hault
and i know that i just wanna get on with life
but how can i do that that without you
it seems that the harder i am and the more i try
i cant do any better cause im not right
anymore
Its a few months later now
im still thinking how
could anything be so unreal
poem by Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson
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S e l f' ' s g r a c e
It’s said that we are graced
specifically, in three ways:
(though we might add,
but what is human life but grace?)
those three, firstly the divine grace
which we may turn to, any time,
in the scriptures as set down
(which we must bring to life ourselves..)
and then, the grace which flows
through the good fortune to find
(or does he or she find us?)
a teacher who may steer our course
through life, through teachings, and
through the understanding which we bring;
and third and last – and most mysterious,
most powerful, most firmly set;
and most of all, which all our living life
partakes of: grace of self.
But what is that? So darkly set
by our past thoughts, and words, and acts;
so darkly, lightly, made each moment’s presence
by our present life; and which, darkly again,
must influence our future life in ways
or even in our future bodies, if
such teachings as the Hindus hold
may energize our ways…
Can we, should we, attempt a gratitude
to our mysterious former self – that thus
we are, and to our present moment, brought?
So should we, in some novel, inner way,
dedicate our present self – to… self?
Fall silent, still; and in that place beyond
all thought, all word, all act, all sense, all seeing,
dissolve into ourself; know only, being?
poem by Michael Shepherd
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You Can Never Go Home
I dont know what Im searching for
I never have opened the door,
Tomorrow might find me at last,
Turning my back on the past,
But, time will tell, of stars that fell,
A million years ago.
Memories can never take you back, home, sweet home.
You can never go home anymore.
All my life I never really knew me till today,
Now I know why, Im just another step along the way,
I lie awake for hours, Im just waiting for the sun.
When the journey we are making has begun,
Dont deny the feeling that is stealing through your heart,
Every happy ending needs to have a start.
All my life I never really knew me till today,
Now I know why, Im just another step along the way,
Weep no more for treasures youve been searching for in vain.
cos the truth is gently falling with the rain,
High above the forest lie the pastures of the sun,
Where the two that learned the secret are now one.
I dont know what Im searching for
I never have opened the door,
Tomorrow might find me at last,
Turning my back on the past,
But, time will tell, of stars that fell,
A million years ago.
Memories can never take you back, home, sweet home.
You can never go home anymore.
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Funny Feelings
Oh baby,
Girl i, girl i,
Got the funny feeling,
Oh yeah, yes I do.
Everytime I try to kiss your lips, you turn away.
And when I try to hold you near my heart you just tell me not today.
Well the days, grow to weeks, and the weeks, just add on.
And I try to be strong, but I feel like you dont love me,
Anymore...
[chorus:]
Funny feelings,
Funny feelings,
That you dont love me anymore.
Funny feelings,
Funny feelings,
That you dont love me anymore.
I find myself sitting by the phone,
Waiting for it to ring.
And oh, my mailbox is always full,
But from you I never recieve a thing.
Well I try, to just go
By the things that you say.
But the things that you do,
They just tell me that you dont love me,
Anymore...
[chorus]
Oh baby...
Well I try,
I try to just go,
By the things, the things that you say.
But the things the things that you do,
They just tell me that you dont love me baby,
Anymore...
[chorus]
song performed by by 112
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Past, Present, Future
i lived in the past for so long
that the present was always unknown.
now i always look ahead at all the possibilities
and there is so much, that i now see.
a shimmer of light at the end of the tunnel
and my thoughts being poured through a funnel.
the past is the past, and that's where it will stay
and in the present, we have to find a better way.
for the present will soon be our past
and if we don't do something, it will not last.
we must always look to the future
for it is only twenty four hours away
then it will be our past
and we have so much to do and say.
when i look at life, i truely have to laugh
today is our future and tomorrow it'll be our past.
now that i have you confused as to what i am
trying to say.
i guess i will try' to put it a better way'.
we all tend to procrastinate
always leaving it for tomorrow.
but! what if you don't see tomorrow.
and today you did'nt accomplish that task
how will you be remembered
if the present you left for last.
when we leave this material world
and our souls soar up in the sky
we will still have our memories
and that we can rely.
for when we get up there(if we do)
your soul will have carried all that you did
in this life
and the memories of friends, family
husband, or wife.
now when you look down on all that you had did
and asking yourself the question.
did i use my time, the way it was
meant to be?
or did i procrastinate, that others now speak of me?
we all have to work in order to survive.
but we must stop on occasion to smell the flowers.
and to enjoy all that we was given
otherwise how can you call this living.
(my thoughts: the words and stories were given to me.
so that i could write them down, for al the world to see.)
this is my philosophy.
poem by Louis Rams
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Five Foot One
Yeah, I like it
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
I'm only five foot one
I got a pain in my neck
I'm looking up in the city
What the hell what the heck
I stare at the concrete
The girders eye high
The steel's above me
There's love in my eyes
And I'm doing the things
A five foot one man can do
I'm only five foot one
I got a pain in my heart
All the night I'm working
In the amusement park
With a bottle of aspirin
A sack full of jokes
I wish I could go home
With all the big folks
And I wish life could be
Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
Anything
Ugh! Aie! Aie! Aie!
Ugh!
I'm only five foot one
Unless the time has come
I won't grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore
'Till I'm losing my head
I'm checkin' it twice
I'm gonna find out who's naughty and nice
And I'm doing the things a five foot one man can do
I wish life could be Swedish magazines(x3)
I wish life could be
Yeah, I wish life could be
Oooooooooohhh
I wish life could be
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be Swedish magazines
I wish life could be
I won't grow anymore(x3)
Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore
I'm only five foot one(x3)
I'm five foot one
song performed by by Iggy Pop
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Another Year
Another year has passed.
Things are finally looking up at last.
I'm twenty-five and still alive.
Suprisingly I feel alright.
Holding my loved ones near and tight.
The one I hold dearest gives me light.
Through all my life I knew it right.
Long days have passed since I came last.
Many happy days here in this cast.
A loving family with freinds present and in the past.
Most of them I still love, they're a smash.
Although from time to time we clash.
A faithful journey with falls a plenty.
They can't beat me because God has kept me.
I'll keep fighting to find my meaning.
Another year I know I'm dear.
To all of those who gave me cheer.
Some things are close with who I've chose.
The deals at hand to have and close.
When another year has passed.
I know that she'll be mine at last.
So I thank you all it's been a blast.
We'll celebrate all the years that pass.
poem by Michael McParland
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Breaking The Chain
To find my spirit, is to free my mind.
My mind tells me what I want.
My spirit tells me what I already have.
What is pleasing to the eyes,
Is poison to the spirit.
Love things and use people.
Give the power to a thought,
Leaves me powerless.
My mind wants control of all.
My spirit says I must control myself.
For it is all I have the power to do.
If I fear I am sick,
I can will myself to feel sick.
Even though I am really well.
I live according to my fears.
My life is surrounded by my giant.
I cannot breathe.
I am suffocated, by what I imagine.
I think what once was, still is.
I fear for my future, based on my past.
I cannot move forward,
If I am constantly held back.
By the chains of my mind that bind me,
I can only be at one place at one time.
My past or my present.
If I hold on to both,
One hand on my past, one on my future,
They each pull me in opposite directions,
Leaving me torn.
Let go of the past.
Grab a hold of the future with both hands.
It's will to be a wild ride!
With my mind, all things are probable.
With my spirit, all things are possible.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Long Way Home
The other night I took the long way home
Out past the old schoolyard
Its funny how you keep it all inside
Dreams they do die hard
I closed my eyes and I could see your face
Somewhere back in time
One summer night a million miles ago
Back when you were mine
Say yes, say no, say that Im grabbing at shadows
But dont carve the words in stone
I know its late
But cant you see I was only
Taking the long way home
Sometimes its easy to get all wrapped up
In trying to be free
And all those dreams I sailed away to find
Were right in front of me
Say yes, say no, say that Im grabbing at shadows
But dont carve the words in stone
One of these days
Youre gonna see I was only
Taking the long way home
Although the letters stopped many years ago
Ill show you even time could not keep this heart
From letting go
The other night I took the long way home
Out past the old schoolyard
Its funny how you keep it all inside
Dreams they do die hard
Say yes, say no, say that Im grabbing at shadows
But dont leave me here all alone
One of these days
Youre gonna see I was only
Taking the long way home
Say yes, say no
But dont leave me here all alone
One of these days
Youre gonna see I was only
Taking the long way home
[repeat]
song performed by by Monkees
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Searching
I'm searching for something
Something I've already found
But not knowing that I've found it
Not even sure what it is that I've found
I'm not sure it's my soul that can't find it
Or my senses that seem to block my mind
From finding what I'm searching for that
I've already found
Or is it the heart that I can't trust to help me
Find my way to this thing I have found but don't know
I've found it
Is it the barrier we all have to come across?
That we will find but never know that we have found it
Or is it my lonesome imagination
trying to play tricks on me
I guess this is just one more thing
I have to deal with today
I know I'll always be searching
for something I've already found
And it will always be searching
for me but it has already found me
I know this thing I'm searching for
has and will change my life for the better
For I hold it very dear to me but don't know I do
And it holds me dear to it but
dose not know it holds me dear
I will always be within it
It will always be within me
We are part of each other
Pieces of a puzzle
The stars in the map of stars
Two wings of a butterfly
But what could it be that I'm searching for
Dose it think about me
Dose it wonder about who I am
Is it just as confused about me
as I am about it
as we lay on the blanket under the stars silently thinking
you turn on your side put your hand around me
then say so sweetly
so passionately
I'm so glad I found you baby
I've been looking for you for a life time
I love you and always will
for you are the only thing I’ve been
searching for
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Struggles Within
Nothing good in this flesh of mine, creating havoc from time to time,
For with this heart, deceitful at best, I am wearied and seldom at rest.
Who knows the depth of my heart, from which, I would like to depart,
With wickedness deep down within, it causes me to stray towards sin.
And with my sinful darkened mind, while living this life, it’s so unkind,
Reaching way back into yesteryear, my old sinful past is always near.
Dragging up my old sinful ways; causing me pain in my present days,
Giving the enemy old things to cast; at my present life, from the past.
In this head, these wandering eyes, looking at those things I despise,
The things of lust upon this earth; things which have no eternal worth.
Straying towards those things of lust, that in time simply turn to dust,
This causes my new faith to wane, while creating in my heart old pain.
These struggles I have with my flesh, is not from God a spiritual test,
But my struggles are from within, from this body that was born in sin.
Struggles that I have day to day, when I do not let God have His way,
Allowing God to change all my life, through The Savior, Jesus Christ.
For God sends to me when I believe, The Holy Spirit, whom I receive,
Christ embraces me as His own, and changes my old heart of stone,
From all that sin I’ve been freed, with no more struggles soon indeed,
As Christ this day is preparing me, to live without struggle for eternity.
(07/2007)
Three Coins
In the fountains of our youth
are scattered three coins of our life.
The past, the present and the future
all of them lay there.
As we dip into the waters,
we try to pluck out each coin.
We may grab the past,
maybe even the present,
but the future lies beyond our reach
elusive, as it will always be.
We have lived the past,
the present we are living.
However, the future
is never ours to see
and so we leave the three coins
in the fountains of our youth
where they will always be.
19 August 2009
poem by David Harris
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Searchin' So Long
As my life goes on i believe
Somehow something's changed
Something deep inside
Ooh a part of me
There's a strange new light in my eyes
Things i've never known
Changing my life
Changing me
I've been searchin'
So long
To find an answer
Now i know my life has meaning<
Now i see myself as i am
Feeling very free
Life is everything
Ooh it's meant to be
When my days have come to an end
I will understand
What i left behind
Part of me
I've been searching
So long
To find and answer
Now i know my life has meaning
Woah woah
Searching
(don't you know i'm)
For an answer
To the question,
Oh yeah
"who am i?"
Maybe
Maybe it's true
It's only natural
(it's only natural baby, yeah)
Good things
In life
Take a long time
Yeah yeah
song performed by by Chicago
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