Where Did Those Places Go?
We walked the lanes,
swam the lakes
and met together for lunch-time breaks.
We turned our eyes,
searched the skies
and parted sadly with goodbyes.
Where did those places go?
We danced the waltzes,
listened to Strauss.
We raised the kids.
Then they up and left our house.
Where did those places go?
We picked the clover.
When it was over
we wondered where did all those places go?
Time took them away.
One by one they slipped through our hands.
We could not make them stay.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Soul Dance
I will dance with you
It will be the dance of my soul
I will be open and honest
Show you my inner being
I will trust you
Take you to places in my soul that have been broken and restored
Places that cause pain and healing
Places that have hated and loved
Places I have forgotten and remembered
Places I have not visited in a long time and places I go every day
I will dance with you the dance of my soul
And feel your soul dance with mine to those same places in yours
poem by Mandi Ducroq
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Hospitals are places that you have to stay in for a long time, even if you are a visitor. Time doesn't seem to pass in the same way in hospitals as it does in other places. Time seems to almost not exist in the same way as it does in other places.
quote by Pedro Almodovar
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For Selma
In places like
Selma, Alabama,
Kids say,
In places like
Chicago and New York...
In places like
Chicago and New York
Kids say,
In places like
London and Paris...
In places like
London and Paris
Kids say,
In places like
Chicago and New York...
poem by Langston Hughes
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Digging In The Dirt
Something in me, dark and sticky
All the time its getting strong
No way of dealing with this feeling
Cant go on like this too long
{chorus:}
This time youve gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
This time youve gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
Dont talk back
Just drive the car
Shut your mouth
I know what you are
Dont say nothing
Keep your hands on the wheel
Dont turn around
This is for real
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me, I need support
Im digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
Open up the places I got hurt
The more I look, the more I find
As I close on in, I get so blind
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my sex, thats the place it goes
[chorus]
Im digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
Im digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
To open up the places I got hurt
Digging in the dirt
To find the places we got hurt
[x7]
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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My Home
How do I find my way back?
I've strayed too far from home.
I've gone so many places
for so many days.
I've even been to Rome.
I have seen so many sights now.
It seems to me that somehow
that every place I've ever seen
were places in-between
from the place that is my home.
My search for brand new places
and all those other places
never filled the gap
as I crossed the map,
so far from my sweet home.
For I missed the landscape,
the place that I grew up in.
The old familiar faces
were not in the places I've been.
And now I must retrace my steps.
I've searched this world all over.
Too long I've been a rover.
I'll take a trip on back
for I'm on the wrong track.
I wonder what I'll find at my home?
Nothing seems the same now.
Familiarity has changed somehow,
except for the peace I feel around me.
'Cause in my memory I still can see
the place that is my home.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Places in the Heart
There are places in the heart,
that are still unmarred by
understanding -
those places that we have
kept hidden for so long
from all those prying eyes,
prowling in the darkness -
There are places in the heart,
filled with childhood memories
of laughter and joy,
hope and new beginnings,
those places that we revisit
secretly and tenderly,
those places that make us
feel alive again -
There are places in the heart
that know no boundaries,
no limitations, but unrestrained
happiness of a smiling child,
filled with wonder and love
for the world, feeling both
godlike and tiny, overtaken
by the invisible presence
that permeates the moon
and the countless stars -
There are places in the heart,
where life is filled with miracles
and questions lead to more
questions, prompted by infinite
curiosity and the desire to know
the essence of things,
there are places that only
you and I know,
those places that remind us
who we really are -
For we are the essence
of life's joy and discovery,
truth and beauty, love and
tenderness, that penetrates
the cracks of a fractured world,
we are those places in the heart
that know no end and no beginning,
but love and only love,
that sings through us like
warm summer rain.
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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The Dreams of Un-forbidden
I used to dream
Dream of places with endless skies
Dream of places with high mountains
Dream of places with low clouds
Dream of the place I am living in
But nobody dares dream here
Here is the place
Where the men have no hope
Where woman walk without a soul
Where children’s laughter
No longer bounces off the walls
This is my home
And I have no shame
Even when I roam
To the places so hidden
I wish it to be the un-forbidden
poem by Jackie Emley
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I've been in this business for a long time at my age, I've just turned 30, and I feel like my wife's career is going incredibly well, my kids are happy and healthy in schools, we've both been able to buy a house for our parents, respectively, in the places they live.
quote by Ryan Phillippe
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Hand In Hand, Come Lets Love...
A dream it was, just a dream-
we were walking together with hand in hand
towards the Sun set where the sky and the earth
seemed to be holding together
you the emotional and impractical was arguing,
that they were destined to be together as we do-
me the practical with rationale was saying,
that for all eternity it can't be true;
we have walked a long way, the Sun has left the horizon
and the moon has taken his place with a gleam,
still we walked together with hand
in hand, into places unknown,
hoping to know, what's there at the end of the ends
and at the farthest of the farthest places-
each one trying to prove the other wrong, but wanna
see it for ourselves, with what's there after all-
blessed by thee, do they get to be together
or are they cursed to not to be
for all the distance we have walked together
and all the places left behind
the sky and the earth still seemed to be holding
together in the end of the ends and in the farthest
of the farthest places; so we were, holding ourselves
together with hand in hand, walking with stride to stride;
love is not there to be found or to be sought,
it is there to be lived, in every walk we walk
and every hold we hold, come what may, with hand
in hand together forever!
- to my love
poem by Senthil Kumar B
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Time.
The books l have read,
The faces l have seen;
The places l have been to_
And the joys that l have known
And all the sorrows l walked through;
This if l add it all up:
To the knowledge undiscovered,
People l have never seen;
Places and pleasures untrodden and unknown;
And still, the sorrows unearthed....
Makes my time.
poem by Tafadzwa Matamba
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Places
There are times when we think
of places where we grew up.
We moved away, then came back
to find some places were different
and others were not.
The ones that were different
we remember them as they were.
We hoped they would never change,
but time and progress
made sure that they did
and all we are left with
are memories of what once was.
poem by David Harris
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Hearts Fall
Edwin McCain
Hearts Fall
Pin feathers, dusty old wings
Living all my crazy never-land dreams
And I feel her trying when were apart
And I feel like dying
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And how she loves me, I dont understand
And if time wont change me, perhaps she can
And I feel her trying when were apart
And I feel like dying
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
My selfish anger and I just run away
But a perfect heart always makes me stay
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
God dont let me break her heart
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
And the hearts fall in the right places
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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The Old Door Of Ancestry
it is an old door,
the jams are eaten by termites
the lock is not working
the hinges are rusty
and without the frame of my hands
it will just fall
as pieces
i imagine the house back
to restore
our ancestry, and i travel to places
to gather
what memories are left
the old men in those far places
are telling me stories
my notebook is swelling like
a river of tears
about to flood the banks of my
heart
many have abandoned
what the house of ancestry has to offer
there is nothing to eat
there and no one is cooking
some
noble concoctions
i am the son of Gregorio and my
grandfather is Domingo
who is one of the five children
of Juan who was married
to Rosa
they sailed away from
Maribujoc
and it was Modesto's rebellion
that carried them
away
to the island of Mindanao
and they cut the trees of the forest
built their homes
and cared for
their families
now i am moving places
into some other places of
no interest
the hours are fading
and the heirlooms are forgotten
i am looking for my roots
for i do not have what i call my own
i knock at the old broken door
of my ancestry
asking for pity.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Couple More Years
I've got a couple more years on you, baby...that's all.
I've had more chances to fly and more places to fall.
And it ain't that I'm wiser...
It's only that I've spent more time with my back to the wall.
And I've picked up a couple more years on you, baby.. that's all.
I've walked a couple more roads than you, baby...that's all.
And I'm tired of runnin' while you're only learning to crawl.
And you're headin somewhere...
But I've been to somewhere... and found it was nowhere at all.
And I've picked up a couple of years on you baby... that's all.
Now sayin' goodbye, girl don't never come easy at all.
But you've got to fly 'cuz you're hearin' those young eagles call.
And someday when you're older, you'll smile at a man strong and tall.
And you'll say I've got a couple more years on you, baby... that's all.
I've got a couple more years on you baby... that's all.
You'll say I've had more chances to fly and more places to fall.
It ain't that I'm wiser...
It's only that I've spent more time with my back to the wall.
And I've picked up a couple more years on you baby... that's all.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Aloof, Cool And Haughty
There are not too many places,
Where the showing of one's appreciation...
Is disregarded.
And instead of accepting one's positive comments,
About what it is they do,
People will think anything mentioned about that...
Is an act of patronizing.
AND...
It 'is' when giving another one's support.
HOWEVER,
In some places this is regarded as being...
Aloof, cool and haughty.
So what is one left to do to leave minds like this,
Left to eventually dismiss?
One becomes...
Aloof, cool and haughty to please expectations.
Like I said,
There are not too many places,
Where the showing of one's appreciation...
Is disregarded.
But...
Places like this do exist.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Separation
If I walk a thousand miles
and have no place to go
my adventure will be worrisome
and all the things I know
will make me want to hesitate
before taking another stride.
For all the places I leave behind
are places where I cried.
But I needed the walk to show me
that escape was not the way.
All I did was travel right along
and at the end of the day
those miles I walked were numbing
and gave me nothing new.
So I walked a thousand more miles
and came back home to you.
My feet were sore. My heart was sore
but then I saw your face.
And all those miles that I walked
never could replace
the familiarity, the same old scene
and how being with you feels.
Time and space can't fix all wounds
but the walking somehow heals.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Treat Myself
Theres a place I can go
When the tensions high and Im feeling low
In a falsh I can be in an another space
As a different me, have a new id.
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Theres no rich, theres no poor
Everything is love, no such word as war
Theres no black and no white
Rainbow colors they, dress the days and nights, lifes a paradise
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Its amazing how the mind
Can do what you want it to
It can take you to a time
Where youll want to stay forever
Feeling everlasting pleasure
If your lifes in a place
That you can hardly bare
Come along with me to mental ecstasy
I think Ill treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
Yes, Im going to treat myself to all the pretty places in my head
(repeat)
(backgrounds) whatsoever things are lovely
Whatsoever things are pure
Whatsoever things are honest
Whatsoever things are true (repeat)
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Life Is ~ The Stones Under My Feet
Life is the stones under my feet
All the places I've walked
All the places I haven't
They say something about who I am
The pebbles that I pick up to toss in the ocean
The boulders I've sat on
The skipping stones I throw across the lake
Gravel and sand
And cobblestone streets
Places with history
Places where history is about to be written
And what it has to say for my history
All those stones that I've crunched
Under my boots
Or sandals
Or sneakers
Or just my bare feet
Walking carefully
And there occasionally is a piece of glass
When I cut myself I bleed
But I heal in the end
Then I get up to walk on more stones
Because life is where you choose to walk
And where you don't
poem by Indigo Rosedragon
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Summers Gone
Crack and break, lifes big mistake,
Im feeling it too, theres no way home.
The summers gone,
The summers gone away.
Back down to earth, a conscience burst,
Im feeling it too, just slipped away.
The summers gone,
The love has gone,
The sun has gone away,
Away
Its turned to grey, just burned away,
A moment too soon, weve turned to grey...
Just like yesterday,
Its turned to black and white.
Cold as stone, no contact known
Youre feeling it too, as thoughts decay.
The summers gone, the colours gone,
The sun has gone away
Its turned to grey, just burned away,
A moment too soon, weve turned to grey,
Just like yesterday,
Its turned to black and white.
Oh, youre thinking back, youre going back to places that youve been,
Where days could last forever, but you can only dream,
Oh, were going back Im looking back to places that weve seen,
Moments that have been, places we can dream.
Crash and break, lifes big mistake,
Youre feeling it too, just slipped away.
The love has gone,
The summers gone away.
Its turned to grey, just burned away,
A moment too soon, weve turned to grey,
Just like yesterday, yesterday
Its turned to grey, just burned away,
A moment too soon, weve turned to grey,
Just like yesterday, yesterday...
song performed by by Feeder
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Heartbeat
looking the sky,
I searched you.
there,
with my two eyes,
looking the sea,
I searched you.
but both places,
I got nothing,
you are not
before my eyes
at last,
I searched you within,
my heart.
and surprisingly my god!
I got you there.As an immortal piece
You are always with me
I have a sea of love for you
Just waiting!
When you will come in my life
As a newly married thus my wife.
in my heart
you live and throb.
same as my heartbeat
poem by Vizard Dhawan
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