Requiem
No more will I see your gentle face
Nor hear your voice, your laughter.
Gone is the solace of your embrace.
I am bereft hereafter.
You used to listen to my woes
And dry my bitter tears.
With kisses softer than a rose
You quelled my darkest fears.
What shall I do? Where can I go?
Without you, yes, I'll carry on,
But life will be unbearably slow.
My future, bleaker, now you're gone.
So, I will keep you in my heart,
Until we meet again, some day.
Meanwhile, though I am torn apart,
I won't let my soul decay.
The Gods above are cold as ice,
To take you on, yet leave me here,
But I'll recall your sound advice
As though you whisper in my ear.
Despite the pain, when times are tough
No clouds will e'er obscure
My memories of you. They'll be enough
To see me through! ...
...Love will endure!
Rest In Peace
poem by Dawn Ferrett
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A Song For Sue
You might physically leave us,
but you will never go away.
In our memories you will never stray.
You will be with us each morning
as the sun begins to rise.
You will be with us each evening
in our prayers before we sleep.
We will see your face in every cloud;
hear your voice whisper in the wind.
You will be with us as we walk
until in heaven we will meet again.
Your memories will never fade
for as long as we survive.
You will be our guiding light always at our side.
Good and bad days will come,
but in each, you will be there
in the memories we have of you
and all the laughter that we shared.
We may not be able to touch you,
but you will never be far away.
Life may be just a moment
in the history that surrounds us,
but those we love will never pass
from our memories where they reside.
They will go on with us forever
until our time is called
and we will meet in heaven once again.
poem by David Harris
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To Hear Your Voice
To hear you voice, brings warmth
the soft tone and the sexy accent
the elegant sound of words together
make the heart pitter patter
your whisper brings goosebumps of love
from a father to hear you talk reminds me
of how your voice cares, like your beauty
to call and hear your voice brings joy of love
picturing you near and by my side
how comfort you voice makes me
to hear you sing is a angel from heaven
the laughter is joy of humor we make
the tears brings crackles to your sound
breaks my heart to it so.
saying I Love You returns your smiles
whisper to me how you feel
I need to hear the voice of love and joy
sweet voice of yours make the world turn
poem by Michael Peterson
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Our last Swim (R.I.P. Anne Mary Simon)
Our last Swim
By Renee’
For my beloved Anne Mary Simon
An Image of you in a cloud rolls by
The sky opens up, somewhere in my mind
A vision of you in a pale blue dress
Tears falling down, you took my breath
Memories of you...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
The time is near, the time is nigh
To answer the call, to answer the cry
My head still spins, my body aches
The wind stings my eyes, my face
I look around, no one’s there
Will anybody notice, will anyone care...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I sit on this beach, your beach
I see the waves roll in endlessly
I hold you tight against my bosom
Tears fill my eyes as I see you running into the ocean
You are laughing and so happy
Memories of you...
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
It’s time to take our final swim
My eyes fill with tears
I can’t move, but I must
You are waiting for me
My legs ache, my body is frozen
You are calling me, “come swim Renee’ “
Memories of you…
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I feel the warm ocean lapping at my feet
I slowly walk deeper, and deeper
Still holding you so tight
“Please don’t leave me! ”
I desperately cry
Stay with me a while longer
Don’t leave me yet
I am holding you so tight
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
I feel you touch my face
I feel your loving embrace
I see your warm smile
“Please Anne, stay a while”
I see the last glitter of your eyes
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Opening the urn, I see you leap and dive
I see you swimming around me
Why are you so pale and grey?
Then the reality strikes deep into my heart
This is our last swim together
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Why are you smiling?
Why are so happy?
Why do you want to leave me so quickly?
Why? Why? Why?
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Walking from the water
I turn to look for you
I catch a glimpse of you
You look so happy my love
Then my heart skips a beat
I see you wave then turn away
Swimming and having fun
Memories of you…
Rain will always hide these tears in my eyes
When the thunder laughs my soul will die
Will I hear your voice?
Will I touch your skin?
Will the ocean waves let me in?
Sitting on the beach
Watching the ocean
Knowing that you’ll always be happy now
I will visit you soon my beloved Anne
Soon we’ll swim together again
Rest in Peace my sweet love
Rest in Peace
poem by Renee' Stretch
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My Promise
A nervous laugh
Then I see you smile
I wonder what your soul has seen
Has it felt love
A gentle hand
A tender kiss
I fear it's hapiness
That you miss
Inside your eyes
I see the tears
I feel the fear
So much pain
Through many years
Can I help
Please
For in you, I see me
I hear the smack,
I see the bruises
And thoughts of suicide
Why not?
When all has been taken
There is nothing to lose
Please don't go
My heart whispers this scream
I want you to know
Just what you mean
All is not lost
This much I swear
It can't be love
But my friendship I'll share
Let the beat of your heart
Comfort you
And soothe your tears of pain
Future memories will bring
Tears of joy
Laughter
And love again
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Missing You
I am missing your warm embrace
The tender kisses upon my face
The consoling words
I’ve always heard.
I miss the playful laughter
And the smile upon your face.
The taste of your kisses engulfs my entire soul
And from there, you take control.
The words “ I love you”
That you whisper in my ears
Takes away all my fears.
I miss all that you say and do
But most of all “ I MISS YOU”
poem by Louis Rams
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Siren Song
Ever faithful I endure
To listen for the sound of the siren song
Ragged whispers of imprisoned sisters
Cutting through real life drawing me nearer
The colour of the pure in soul
Like water shall fill the cloudless sky
Try to feel the splendour of it all
Embrace the honesty of nightfall
Try to feel the anguish of it all
Wrap yourself up
In every facet of emotion
Hearts that cry diamond tears
Spirits that walk for a thousand years
Hear them calling on that darkest morning
Pulling me under, my thoughts disappear
Can you feel love
Can you feel joy
Can you feel pain
song performed by by Erasure
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I Hear
(diana ross/stan scates)
What is this i hear
Falling softly in my ears
Quietly telling me to wipe away my tears
Yesterdays are gone
And love has cleared the way
No matter who you are
You can touch the stars
Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart
The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
The voice will never leave you
It lives deep down inside
It's calling you, asking you
To open up your heart
All things are achievable
Nothing is impossible
You can reach your highest high
You can make it if you try
Life's interactions can make you smile
Just listen to the voice in your heart
The voice is near you, it's never too far
The voice is with you, where ever you are
It's closer than close, calling to your heart
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
Follow where it leads you in the dark
The voice will guide your heart
The voice is always near
I hear the voice, i found the voice
From the mountains to the sea
The voice of love is calling me
Where ever you are, the voice is near you
It's never too far, the voice is with you
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
I hear the voice of love
song performed by by Diana Ross
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My Book Of LIfe With Marie..Seventeen Years!
As I Turn back the pages of time with my ageing shaking hands,
Every leaf I read is a beautiful story of a magical sparkling wonderland
Laughter tears joys and the secrets we shared, a story to be untold
The best read, so perfect with many a moments, unforgettable unfold
The lovely days I recall brings many a tears of joy I just couldn’t hide
Smiling away the deepest darkest hours making it, a so joyous ride
The pleasant laughter, a gentle breeze, tenderly touching my weary heart.
An inner strength abundance of love, devotion, a miraculous work of art
A heart so dear, hands so gentle, a voice so musical, easing my hurting ears
Peace contentment the book of joy called ‘Marie and I, The Seventeen Years! ! !
with tnx to my adorable Marie..the best wherever you go in your life's journey..May you have a story book of memories filled with love and dignity...lv happy years to floow strating from this day..22nd sept 2011
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Beauty and the Beast
You are the twinkle of my eye but the restraints to my conscience,
Hear my plea, hear my longing,
You are the love in my heart but the weariness in my soul,
Hear my love, through the silence,
You're the star of my dreams which is looking more like a nightmare,
Erase my tears from inside,
You're the positivity to my life but the negativity in my mind.
Shine your light, console my fears,
You're my voice that's singing, but my bodies dying,
Rest my heart, heal my pain.
I found home when I found you,
Let me tell you, let me love you,
You're the freedom of my love but the prison of my expression,
Let me go, let me know,
Let me see beauty that hides behind the beast.
If only you knew the message in a single rose, you may help the curse that killing me.
poem by April Swan
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Nature's Laughter
Today the fog hovered densely over the horizon, and as
I gazed upwards towards the sky at dawn upon awakening,
I could only begin to wonder
If that sky had expression as upon
The face of a lost soul,
It would be contorted with
Pain and hopelessness,
Dark as fear, dismay and utmost misery as it can be-
In any given moment
It would weep bitterly,
Its tears pouring from
Those make believe eyes, although
A heavy heart and despair is
Never make believe-
I could laugh or cry,
But as gray and overcast a day it is,
I can only laugh only because
Life is just too short to
Take clouds too seriously as
Just like sadness and tears,
Clouds disappear in time
And the sun always comes out again,
Rain, as do tears- stops falling-
I believe I just saw a glimmer of sunlight and as the
Clouds disappear,
I hear laughter,
Not only my own,
But a gentle breeze just rustled the leaves on the trees-
That peaceful and lovely breeze-
Nature’s laughter…
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Listen
listen not
the chimes of the coins
on the palms of the rich
listen to the whisper
of the gentle breeze
singing praises for the Lord...
Hear not the shouts
on the hot streets
but hear the aching voice
of the doves in the wilderness
crying for peace..
yes listen for the beatings of the heart
crying out for love
hear the wailing of the souls
in search for the Kingdom of God..
poem by Villiamor Calventas
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Shadow of Reflection
you have come to my sense
turning me round to see my future;
like droplets of dew in my midst,
roaring down my heart, in the shadow
of weird emotional distress
you even wish to talk yet!
you refuse to listen, where can I go then, than
to settle in my unknown silent of darkness,
just to find the way and my soul tremble to
capture your senses
you seem right at the first glance
and haul to carry my pain, such sweet
tenderness cried for laughter
until you embrace the night
goodbye
choose an easy way, as you never return
for you lay down my soul, forever difficult to
live, nay tender to recall the
passing sense in my eyes
poem by Antonio Liao
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Healing Part I
Listen, listen
Listen to the voice,
The voice is an illusion
Listen to the voice,
Dont let the words confuse you
cause you need something to concentrate on,
Concentrate on me
You need something to meditate on,
Meditate on me
Listen, listen
Listen to your heart
Tune into the rhythm
Listen to your heart
Beating with precision
Like the waves upon the seaside,
It goes on and on
Like the spinning of the world,
It goes on and on
Listen, listen
Listen for the sound
That is not in the music
Only you can hear it,
Only you can use it
Its the sound of someone breathing,
Its the breath of life
Its the sound that you are weaving
With the thread of life
Listen, listen
Listen to the sound,
Let nothing disturb you
You are in a place
Where nothing can hurt you
If you feel a strange sensation,
It can do no harm
Like the spiral of creation,
It will soon move on
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Street Memories
I would look down that desolate street
Where you and I would meet.
In my eyes I see you walking towards me
And my heart would skip a beat.
I’d see the smile upon your face
And feel the tenderness of your embrace.
I’d hear your laughter echoing in my ears
Which would take away the tears.
This street of memories stays in my mind
For my love for you leaves me blind.
The store fronts that we would go into
To get out of the rain.
And look at the children with their
Noses against the window panes.
This street which is walked by every one
Will never tell the things we’ve done.
When we opened up a fire hydrant
So that the children could play
Then we laughed and ran away.
The day that we looked to see
If any cops were around
And tried to fry eggs on the ground.
And when we tied a frank on our dogs tail
He would go in circles and start to wail.
Then we would give him his favorite treat
A cold ice cream to beat the heat.
These are the things I recall
As I look down this street.
This street where you and I would meet!
poem by Louis Rams
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An Irish Mile
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
On the western edge of a heartbreak shore
Where sleep’s dark fears are howling ‘round
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
Near the edge of a cliff there’s an angry
crowd with hungry faces crowding around
’fear in their eyes when they hear the drum
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops come on with bayonets fixed
Pushing the people to the mountain’s lip
A cry goes out as the first goes down
in the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
The troops move off in single file.
The Empire grows by an Irish mile.
A voice cries out from the rocks below in
the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
In my dream I walk in the times gone by
As close to the edge as my fears allow
in the air there's a prayer for pity and revenge
In the bitter bitter dark of a cold wet world
poem by Sean Joyce
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Salvation Sought
Alone in the dark my soul does weep,
My will to live is growing weak,
The sins of my heart clog my veins,
My blood runs slow I feel no pain,
Like death does prowl from in the dark,
To halt my pain with moves so stark.
To steal my essence and rob my eyes,
Of this dreamers melancholy disguise.
But wait! If the answers are so clear,
Why is my soul still wailing here?
My silent screams pearce the night,
Won't someone lead me to the light.
And then a sound from way on high,
True love I hear my soul does sigh.
An angel swoops with gentle grace
She carries me to a higher place.
I reach for her in my time of need,
My broken heart it starts to bleed.
For something new and oh so grand,
I crave the touch of her soft hand.
Tears once bitter now so sweet,
For her alone my heart does beat.
I cried alone into the night,
And fate sent you to be my light...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Mama, Mama You Can't Catch Me
Running wild across the sand
holding sea glass in her hand
yelling 'Mama see what I have found.'
She approaches yet I make no sound.
I'm lost with memories in my head
Times of laughter, times of dread.
She lays the sea glass by my side.
Still my thoughts are occupied
with happier times when we were three,
my husband and myself and she.
She has no memory of these things.
She runs in the sand and happily sings
'Mama, mama you can't catch me.'
I hide my tears so she won't see.
At the sound of her voice my heart skips a beat.
I rise up and feel the sand on my feet.
I run and chase her. I see his face,
mostly his features, mine just a trace.
I hear his voice.'Love her my dear.
love her for me like I was here.'
Together we run across the sand
holding her treasures in my hand.
In time to come I'll tell her of him.
But for now I let the memories swim
inside my head for she's too young.
It's her time for running with songs to be sung.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Your Voice
Give me the pleasure I need
I’ve had enough of pain,
I need to hear your voice
seducing me gently
Love is not what I’ve got
in every step of my life
I need to hear your voice
loving me gently
Countless times I’ve asked myself
Who am I, What am I for
I need to hear your voice again
reassuring me gently
Come and make love to me
Let’s lose ourselves in frenzy
I need to hear your searching voice
calling for my name gently
Yes – that magnificently serene voice of yours,
warm, gentle, soft and seductive...
calming me within magical moments
Your embrace gives me eternal surety.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Rose Lorraine
Sweet water-moons, blown into lights
Of flying gold on pool and creek,
And many sounds and many sights
Of younger days are back this week.
I cannot say I sought to face
Or greatly cared to cross again
The subtle spirit of the place
Whose life is mixed with Rose Lorraine.
What though her voice rings clearly through
A nightly dream I gladly keep,
No wish have I to start anew
Heart fountains that have ceased to leap.
Here, face to face with different days,
And later things that plead for love,
It would be worse than wrong to raise
A phantom far too vain to move.
But, Rose Lorraine -- ah! Rose Lorraine,
I'll whisper now, where no one hears --
If you should chance to meet again
The man you kissed in soft, dead years,
Just say for once "He suffered much,"
And add to this "His fate was worst
Because of me, my voice, my touch" --
There is no passion like the first!
If I that breathe your slow sweet name,
As one breathes low notes on a flute,
Have vext your peace with word of blame,
The phrase is dead -- the lips are mute.
Yet when I turn towards the wall,
In stormy nights, in times of rain,
I often wish you could recall
Your tender speeches, Rose Lorraine.
Because, you see, I thought them true,
And did not count you self-deceived,
And gave myself in all to you,
And looked on Love as Life achieved.
Then came the bitter, sudden change,
The fastened lips, the dumb despair:
The first few weeks were very strange,
And long, and sad, and hard to bear.
No woman lives with power to burst
My passion's bonds, and set me free;
For Rose is last where Rose was first,
And only Rose is fair to me.
The faintest memory of her face,
The wilful face that hurt me so,
Is followed by a fiery trace
That Rose Lorraine must never know.
I keep a faded ribbon string
You used to wear about your throat;
And of this pale, this perished thing,
I think I know the threads by rote.
God help such love! To touch your hand,
To loiter where your feet might fall,
You marvellous girl, my soul would stand
The worst of hell -- its fires and all!
poem by Henry Kendall
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Different Seasons
There is a face deep in your mind
One that your heart wont leave behind
Memories are cold-empty of laughs
And all that remains are photographs
(chorus)
When shes gone there are no reasons
Natures cruel - its just different seasons
Going on and on
There is a voice deep in your soul
Telling your not to lose control
And day after day you hold back the tears
cos pain is the greatest of your fears
(chorus)
There are no reasons
Say its only different seasons
song performed by by Johnny Hates Jazz
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