Where You Dwell
Prestigious career,
The final chapter;
Appreciation,
The final count down;
But, it entered into the wrong hole and,
A great noise was heard! !
However, that was the beginning and it was like magic.
My fair lady,
Humble and respectful;
But being looked after and being guided on!
And like the African in bed.
Generate,
Encourage,
Reemphasizing,
Conclude;
With right choices and right decisions!
And like the reputation of being a person of integrity.
On the way with your lover,
And on my way with my mind;
But, like an American in bed! !
For, i know your works and where you dwell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The final story, the final chapter of western man, I believe, lies in Los Angeles.
Our Final Farewell
To say our final farewell it happend not that long ago.
Our final farewell, I remember it so clearly.
Our final farewell, I remember your smile.
Our final farewell, I remember how proud you were
that you got promoted.
Our final farewell, happened like any 'goodbye'.
Our final farewell, you seemed happy.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy life.
Our final farewell, you seemed to enjoy everything,
Our final farewell, I remember the conversation.
Our final farewell, sometimes haunts me.
Our final farewell, happened so quick.
Our final farewell, I didn't know that it was going to
be our last.
Our final farewell, happened more then a year ago
Your final farewell, happened on the 15/11/05 as you
took your own life.
poem by Nikki Hamilton
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The Resonant Dream
The final dream
So resonant and pure
The final dream
Will never be at its end
Its long journey almost o'er
The final dream
Has just begun
To rattle the fate at hand
The final dream
Is as pure as gold
It is perfect and will stand
The final dream
Will never come to a close
Yet it has a happy hand
The final dream
Is a grand dream
That turns the time of sand
The final dream
Is such a dream
That it is now near its end
poem by Alex Fischer
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I always feel that there are no final victories and no final defeats. But it's true that America is in a hole right now. There are a lot of dead fish in the water.
quote by John Sayles
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Final Day
When the rich die last
Like the rabbits
Running from a lucky past
Full of shadow cunning
And the world lights up
For the final day
We will all be poor
Having had our say
Put a blanket up on the window pane
When the baby cries lullaby again
As the light goes out on the final day
For the people who never had a say
There is so much noise
There is too much heat
And the living floor
Throws you off your feet
As the final day falls into the night
There is peace outside
In the narrow light
song performed by by Young Marble Giants
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Hole In The Wall
Hey babe, where did you go
When the down down got too much
Hey baby, where will you be found
When the down down gets to much
We were such an ugly pair
The chameleon twins theyd stop and stare
Lovers know when love has gone
A black hole there where love was once the
End
Hey babe, where will you be
When the crack crack gets too much (crack)
Hey babe, where will you go
Oh, we were such an ugly pair
The chameleon twins theyd stop and stare
Lovers know when love has gone
A black hole there where love was once the
End
Chorus
Theres a hole in the wall
Theres a hole in the wall
Ooh a hole in the wall
Theres a hole in the wall
(she has under our expert persuasion)
(has implicated you in high treason)
(you are under arrest)
(do you have any final requests, requests)
Its a move to take you through
Its a move to take you through
Its a move to take you through
To take you through
To take you through
(you have until the sand runs up)
(do you have any final requests)
(you look great, you look great)
(you look great)
Hey babe where will you go when the hole in
The wall is shut
Wow, babe you know where Ill be when that
Hole in wall is shut
We were such an ugly pair
The chameleon twins theyd stop and stare
Lovers know when love has gone
A black hole there where love was once the
End
Chorus
Theres a hole in the wall
Ooh - a hole in the wall
Theres a hole in the wall
Catch it before you fall
The hole in the wall
Theres a hole in the wall
Ooh - a hole in the wall...
song performed by by Billy Idol
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The Woman Five Doors Down
The woman five doors down tells me her son Ted is the best player in the school football team
And that one day he will play in an A.F.L. Grand Final and that more than once of late she's had this dream
Of watching him receive the Coleman medal for best on ground on football's biggest day
Watched by well over ninety thousand people who cheer him on with a loud hip hooray.
But locals who know of football and watched Ted play say he will never play at the top grade
That he won't go down Swanston Street in the back of a lorry
to loud applause in the Grand Final Parade
They say his mother greatly over rates him and that in his team he's just an average player
And that not one in his club will play A.F.L. football with good under age players they do not compare
Ted's mother believes her son will be a football hero and she seemed so convinced that she convinced me
But others who have seen him play say different and with her opinions they do not agree
They say that she will end up disappointed that her dreams for her son will not come true
That he won't make a career out of football another line of work he must pursue.
The woman five doors down tells me her son Ted will one day play in the famed M.C.G.
And be the hero of a great Grand Final in a game that will go down in history
And though others seem to think that she's only dreaming I hope her son will be a football great
And that she will applaud him in the Grand Final and the football fans his name will celebrate.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Early Works - Epitaph For A Friend
Gathering of blackness
cower the lost to the final reunion.
The gates enfold of sadness
for a lost friend.
Hear the mighty trumpets blow
its last cord of silence
before the clouded darkness
surround the black.
Through the years that were short
compared with the final infinity
there were joys
beyond the reaches known
and sadness to whom know have gone.
Home was just a bed
where freedom died,
though our course wasn’t straight,
neither was it crooked,
but friends we stayed
through thick and thin.
Now before another sunrise
another soul wings its way high
to the paradise of heaven
where tranquillity rules all
and memories are lost.
People though just mortal
cry for the departed,
but do the departed want us to cry.
Boundaries are crossed without a tear everyday
so why not in our hour of grief.
So into the final road you’ve entered,
into the most final thing
and here to you
an epitaph to a friend.
Date unknown.
poem by David Harris
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Final Cry
Forging a difference
We summon existence
This distance is not what it seems
Painstaking process
It pulls at our instincts
We're living outside of our means
So long, I've hoped
To be strong
Down-sloped
[pre-chorus]
And the damage will commence
The beginning of the end
And the damage will commence
[chorus]
All these occurances bring me to life
All that I've sacrificed makes it seem right
Don't underestimate how hard I'll try
This is our final cry
Placing a marker on what I must offer
It's slowly becoming unfair
Will I recover from being pulled under
I'm desperate and gasping for air
So long, I've hoped
To be strong
Down-sloped
This is not anything that came from me
You have embedded it within my seed
All of my memories are blending in
Now the real damage will begin
[pre-chorus]
[chorus]
This is our final cry [repeat]
It's the beginning of the end
[chorus]
This is our final cry [repeat]
song performed by by Flaw
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Mary Lee Jones
Written by lindsey buckingham.
Days were lonely and so were the nights
She could not tell wrong from right.
Body broken, worn to the bone,
The final days of mary lee jones, mary lee jones.
She could not get him out of her mind.
Too much passion drove her blind.
Nothing she could call her own,
The final days of mary lee jones, mary lee jones.
Days were lonely and so were the nights.
She could not tell wrong from right.
Nothing she could call her own,
The final days of mary lee jones, mary lee jones.
song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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Final Thoughts
Final Thoughts
Sigh on to you just lost the blow
Sigh on to you
Sigh on to you My friend
Fell thoughts of soul's descend
Final Thoughts
Sigh on to you My friend
Might be is this the end
The pain hurts the fear inside
Kill be the weak to ride
Countdown to fossil down
Show Me the cancerous meltdown
???, the architects of life
???
Final Thoughts
Sigh on to you My friend
Might be is this the end
Sigh on to you
Sigh on to you
Final Thoughts
song performed by by Obituary
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The Arbiter
We lie and cheat the game
Corruption's everywhere
We try to buy our justice
Lies are hard to beat
When our days are over
Cross the great divide
The final day is coming
He knows wrong from right
Cut out the way it has been done
Just keep the fear inside
Nowhere to hide nowhere to run
Your life is on the line
Take the word of the arbiter
He always gets it right
Take the word of the arbiter
If it's left or if it's right
With him there's no objection
You can't have a deal
The word he says is final
Punishment's for real
Talking - never moves
You hear it in your head
Body shaken terror
And he cuts you dead
Take the word of the arbiter
His word s always right
Take the word of the arbiter
Nothing left and nothing right
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Final Death Bed Redemption?
what is this vision
a human skeleton
praying upon knees?
arms outstretched palms
pressed together skull
raised toward heaven?
is this hope sought
final death bed atonement
redemption salvation?
is this pious final proof
of saint life lead consummation
or final life parted confession?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Post Grand Final Day
For the winners many weeks of hip hip hooray
And the feeling of joy with their fans months does stay
But for one to win one must lose as some do say
And for the losers only sadness post Grand Final Day.
And since winning is what only does seem to count
Gallant in defeat to little does seem to amount
The joy in victory is always sweet
There is never any glory in defeat.
Those uninterested in sports say football is just a game
That who wins or who loses life goes on the same
But those who support football clubs never see it that way
They do get quite excited watching their team play.
To play in a Grand Final is many a boy's dream
And be a champion player in a Premiership Team
But on post Grand Final day only the winners celebrate
And for their victory their fans say 'twas well worth the wait.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Flirting...
do not worry
these are but little teases
of fate
if you take a closer
look at the tears
you could have seen their
tiny lips
smiling for their final
release
if you have listened quite
a little longer
you could have heard the
suppressed laughter of your
eyelids
before they finally close
but you are so tired
and have not noticed
all these
having entered finally
the narrow door
of your day dreams
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Teasing...
do not worry
these are but little teases
of fate
if you take a closer
look at the tears
you could have seen their
tiny lips
smiling for their final
release
if you have listened quite
a little longer
you could have heard the
suppressed laughter of your
eyelids
before they finally close
but you are so tired
and have not noticed
all these
having entered finally
the narrow door
of your day dreams
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thoughts Eternal
When winter winds howl at the door
And long dead leaves past window fly
When life’s last chapter ends the book
With words unsaid in great supply
When time eternal calls my soul
To wander trails across the sky
I’ll greet the chill with final thoughts
Of your sweet kiss and longing sigh.
poem by Wayne Aumen
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Others Delight
doors lit up bright
others delight
drift of to another white
why are you out of sight
knew you would leave
your goal is more important than my grief
i used to love what i do
you left and took my passion with you
where did i go wrong
you took the air out of my lungs
slowly losing my pass
my mind and heart are out of phase
where did i go wrong
i'm hearing a gong anouncing our final round
it doesn't matter who wins
or even who will begin to see that you and i are one
where did i go wrong
i'm hearing a gong anouncing our final round
it doesn't matter who wins
or even who will begin to see that you and i are one
song performed by by Hooverphonic
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The Sad Truth Is
oh yes
i held your hand
i remembered the warmth
i heard every beat
of our hearts
but
the warmth did not last
like mornings
it faded at the end of the
day
the heart beats
mellowed into the
comfort of
the bosom of
silence
the sad truth is that
at the final chapter
there is only
one man
walking alone
as the sun sets
as you welcome the night
as you finally
arrive in your house
turn on the lights
and cook for yourself
and dine
alone
with your own romantic
candlelight.
hands do not last forever
heartbeats stop.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Court
This court is
Not final court.
It has got no
Unlimitted power.
This court is
Not empower to
Pass final judgement
And final decree.
The order of
This court is
Not binding.
This court has
No discretionary power
This court lacks
Original jurisdiction.
This court is
Not a real court.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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