I dare not fill my heart with anguish
I dare not fill my heart with anguish
and although at times it thrills me,
in your memory to languish,
if I do, from it I will never be free.
Sometimes it’s better to forget you,
sometimes its better to not have known
the blessings, the passion shown
of you who in death still remains true
and life goes on with its promises
a sun that rises, shines and vanishes
but there’s no other you to take me
with children into posterity,
from winter into spring
to bring a new awakening.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Chorus of the Dead
And all returns to Thee, alone eternal,
And all Thee returning.
Oh Death, in Thy vast shadow,
Simple and bare we languish,
Not happy, but from the anguish
Of life at last set free. The night profoundly
Falls on the shaken spirit,
And dark in dark confuses;
The withered soul sourage and hope refuses;
Spent and uncaring,
Free now from sorrow and from fear for ever,
We lie here undespairing
Through void eternity.
We lived... And as a phantom from a dream of terror
Wanders into the day,
And draws across the speechless souls of children
A memory and a fear,
We, as we linger here,
Are haunted still by life: but fears of children
Haunt us not now. What were we?
What was that bitter point in time
That bore the name of life?
Mysterious, stupendous,
Lost in our thought that hidden country lies:
As in our day of life there lay
The secret land of death. And as from dying
Our living souls drew back, so now they draw
Back from the flame of life,
Simple and bare to languish,
Not happy, but not in anguish;
For happiness we know
Fate upon life or death will not bestow.
poem by Count Giacomo Leopardi
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Nature's blessings Spring
Nature's blessings called Spring
Nature's blessings
Cherry trees in bloom
Cascades of colours
Floating into my room
Nature's blessings
Eruption of new life
Everywhere around
It's the eternal bound
Nature's blessings
Spring's awakening
Fills one with new hopes
Melting away sorrow slopes
Nature's blessings
Shy scarce sunbeams
Sense of survival
Swallow's arrival
Nature's blessings
Flowers popping up
It's time to hold on
For young and old
Nature's blessings
Cycle of every year
Winter months we bear
Now earthly warming
Nature's blessings
Worth all the gold
Nature's natural gift
To life we all hold
Nature's blessings called Spring
poem by Morhardt Carmen Mencita Monoi Angel
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Everything But Me
Ashes falling on the ground
Winds that blow a hollow sound
Once standing taller still
Now falling by your will
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Rain that falls upon my heart
Washes away the endings start
I try to sing aloud but
My voice is lost within the crowd
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Blinded by the snow today
My true friend grey skies comes to play
Lost inside my forest desire
Feeling this wild funeral pyre
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
Every little thing is free
Every little moment sings
Every little ray of sunshine
Every little broken heart of mine
How many times the sun has shown
On everything but me
poem by Barbara Vanier
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The Days of Spring Are Near
The days of spring are near
With the flowing water around
In every heart of youth to steer
That still with the winter's bound
So lovely as each loneliness
And black as rocks in the hills
These condense come with caress
As water splashes and spills
The youth of new springtime's here
Is in every life and brawl
Where the falls shall touch and bear
In its freshness of its early call
And bring mystics wind to blow
While the leaves are becoming green
Away is then all winter's snow
With the life's sullenness between
The days of spring thoughts steer
Into the young days fairly bright
And become here free everywhere
With returning of our summer light
To lift the hearts to higher grounds
And there bring us peace of mind
Fill up the air with springtime sounds
Leaving the dusky diffuses behind
(*never since the middle summer's spring, met we— Shakespeare [I could also use 'freedom' instead of 'spring'])
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Verses For Pictures
Day.
I am Day; I bring again
Life and glory, Love and pain:
Awake, arise! from death to death
Through me the World’s tale quickeneth.
Spring.
Spring am I, too soft of heart
Much to speak ere I depart:
Ask the Summer-tide to prove
The abundance of my love.
Summer.
Summer looked for long am I;
Much shall change or e’er I die.
Prithee take it not amiss
Though I weary thee with bliss.
Autumn.
Laden Autumn here I stand
Worn of heart, and weak of hand:
Nought but rest seems good to me,
Speak the word that sets me free.
Winter.
I am Winter, that do keep
Longing safe amidst of sleep:
Who shall say if I were dead
What should be remembered?
Night.
I am Night: I bring again
Hope of pleasure, rest from pain:
Thoughts unsaid ’twixt Life and Death
My fruitful silence quickeneth.
poem by William Morris
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Remembrance
Cold in the earth - and the deep snow piled above thee!
Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?
Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover
Over the mountains on Angora's shore;
Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover
That noble heart for ever, ever more?
Cold in the earth - and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring:
Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering!
Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee
While the world's tide is bearing me along;
Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure but cannot do thee wrong.
No other Sun has lightened up my heaven;
No other Star has ever shone for me:
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given--
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.
But when the days of golden dreams had perished
And even Despair was powerless to destroy,
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,
Strengthened, and fed without the aid of joy;
Then did I check my tears of useless passion -
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine!
And even yet, I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in Memory's rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?
poem by Emily Jane Brontë
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R. Alcona to J. Brenzaida
Cold in the earth, and the deep snow piled above thee!
Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Have I forgot, my Only Love, to love thee,
Severed at last by Time's all-wearing wave?
Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover
Over the mountains on Angora's shore;
Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover
That noble heart for ever, ever more?
Cold in the earth, and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring--
Faithful indeed is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering!
Sweet Love of youth, forgive if I forget thee
While the World's tide is bearing me along:
Sterner desires and darker hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure but cannot do thee wrong.
No other Sun has lightened up my heaven;
No other Star has ever shone for me:
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.
But when the days of golden dreams had perished
And even Despair was powerless to destroy,
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,
Strengthened and fed without the aid of joy;
Then did I check the tears of useless passion,
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine!
And even yet, I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in Memory's rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?
(March 3, 1845)
poem by Emily Jane Brontë
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Remembrance
Cold in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee,
Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave!
Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee,
Severed at last by Time's all-severing wave?
Now, when alone, do my thoughts no longer hover
Over the mountains, on that northern shore,
Resting their wings where heath and fern-leaves cover
Thy noble heart for ever, ever more?
Cold in the earth—and fifteen wild Decembers
From those brown hills have melted into spring:
Faithful, indeed, is the spirit that remembers
After such years of change and suffering!
Sweet Love of youth, forgive, if I forget thee,
While the world's tide is bearing me along;
Other desires and other hopes beset me,
Hopes which obscure, but cannot do thee wrong!
No later light has lighten'd up my heaven,
No second morn has ever shone for me;
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given,
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee.
But when the days of golden dreams had perished,
And even Despair was powerless to destroy;
Then did I learn how existence could be cherished,
Strengthened and fed without the aid of joy.
Then did I check the tears of useless passion—
Weaned my young soul from yearning after thine;
Sternly denied its burning wish to hasten
Down to that tomb already more than mine.
And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,
Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain;
Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,
How could I seek the empty world again?
poem by Emily Brontë from Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell (1846)
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Blessings To Heed
What a Blessed thing indeed, to hear God’s Word and to heed,
Many Awesome Truths of God, wherever you do presently trod,
The Truth of God that sets you free, is available to you and me,
And The Holy Spirit I received, when His Saving Truth I believed.
God’s Truths will guide us then, when we indeed are Born Again,
As we heed The Word spoken of, we’re Born Again from above,
Given on earth, a brand-new life, through The Lord, Jesus Christ,
New Life, that includes Eternity, provided for us through Calvary.
Then as we walk in God’s Truth, we become God’s Living Proof,
That God indeed changes men, when in Christ we’re Born Again,
Allowing us live beyond this world, as God’s Truths are unfurled,
His Truths about eternal things, when True Light His Spirit brings.
Blessings begin coming our way, as we walk with Him every day,
Blessings that will truly flow, when in The Word we begin to grow,
When hiding His Word in our heart, God’s peace shall not depart,
Even when uncertainty appears, the Word of God calms all fears.
Earthly comfort’s fleeting friend, but, God’s blessings never end,
Promises in God’s Word you’ll see, will carry well on into Eternity,
As you heed the words of Christ, and let God’s Word fill your life,
God will fill you with His Love, preparing you for blessings above.
(Copyright ©02/2011)
Children's Playground In The City
THIS is a place where men laid their dead,
Each with his life-tale of good or ill;
Here prayers were murmured and hot tears shed,
And passionate anguish moaned its fill.
Silent now is each voice that cried,
And the tears that were wept have all been dried
In the dust; and dust are the hearts that bled
With hopeless longing for hearts grown still.
Dead and forgotten! for Death, requiter
Of love, taught Memory how to forget!
The love that remembered them died. Grow brighter,
Oh, dim grave-garden, with dead hearts set!
Room for the small flying feet to pass,
The feet of the children over the grass!
The dead, if they knew it, would feel them lighter
Than the weight of a stone that no tears make wet.
We must die too, and the grief that will live
Must die as surely--death comes to all;
But you who come after--let Nature give
To our graves her tears, to our dust her pall:
Let her hide us away in her cold broad breast,
Let us be forgotten, and be at rest,
And over our heads let the great world strive,
And the children's voices carol and call.
If your heart on the flower of remembrance is set,
There is one way to pluck it--and only one:
Dare you ask your country not to forget
A name that needs to be graved on stone?
By grief, strife, sacrifice, scorn of fame,
You may grave on the people's hearts your name,
Or your name may die, and your soul live yet
In the cause you died for--the work you have done.
poem by Edith Nesbit
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I Can't Forget
I stumbled out of bed
I got ready for the struggle
I smoked a cigarette
And i tightened up my gut
I said this can't be me
Must be my double
And i can't forget
And i can't forget
I can't forget but i don't remember what
I'm burning up the road
I'm heading down to phoenix
I got this old address
Of someone that i knew
It was high and fine and free
Oh you should've seen us
And i can't forget
And i can't forget
Ican't forget but i don't remember who
I'll be there today with a big bouquet of cactus
I've got this rig that runs, runs on memory
And i promise, cross my heart they'll never catch us
But if they do just tell 'em it was me
I've loved you all my life
And that's how i want to end it
The summer's almost gone
And winter's tuning up
The summer's gone but a lot goes on forever
And i can't forget
I can't forget
I can't forget, but i don't remember what
song performed by by Pixies
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Love Shines
You've got a sweet heart
Never will you be replaced
And it's so hard
The memory can't be erased
Love shines when I think of you
You make it happen
You make it true
(love shines)
Love shines there can be no doubt
What this feeling is all about
Oh baby your
Love shines, love shines so bright
(so bright)
Did you know your
Love shines, love shines so bright
(on and on and on)
On and on it will always be
Rhythm, rhyme, and harmony
Yeah, baby your
Love shines, love shines tonight
(tonight)
You cast a spell
A magical revelation
And I see so well
My ultimate destination
Love shines when I think of you
You make it happen
You make it true
(love shines)
Love shines there can be no doubt
What this feeling is all about
Oh baby your
Love shines, love shines so bright
(so bright)
Did you know your
Love shines, love shines so bright
(on and on and on)
On and on it will always be
Rhythm, rhyme, and harmony
Yes, baby your
Love shines, love shines tonight
(tonight)
After all the reckoning
After all the promises
All the darkness in my heart
Has gone away
Gone away
(on and on and on)
So on and on it will always be
Rhythm, rhyme, and harmony
Yes, baby your
Love shines, love shines tonight
Oh don't you know your
Love shines, love shines so bright
Oh baby your
Love shines, love shines so bright
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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Promises
Remember how it used to be,
Remember how you promised me,
That life would always be good,
You forget the fact you lied to me,
You locked my heart and threw the key,
I'm so misunderstood,
What to say when all the words have gone,
Promises, promises,
What to do when all our thoughts have flown,
Promises, promises,
Remember how I gave my heart,
And all at once we fell apart,
Was I supposed to forgive you,
You forgot the fact you said to me,
That we were for eternity,
You're so easy to see through,
What to say when all the words have gone,
Promises, promises,
What to do when all our thoughts have flown,
Promises, promises,
Remember that I'm over you,
And know that I will make it through,
Hope you never forget it,
The promises you made to me,
Were really lies and fantasy,
Hope you come to regret it,
What to say when all the tears have dried,
Promises, promises,
What to think when all our love has died,
Promises, promises,
The promises we used to keep have gone,
And with them all the words,
That kept us both from seeing what was wrong,
The rest is silent, What to say when all the words have gone,
Promises, promises,
What to do when all our thoughts have flown,
Promises, promises,
What to say when all the tears have dried,
Promises, promises,
What to think when all our love has died,
Promises, promises.
song performed by by Kylie Minogue
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A Litany of Lethe
O Lethe, hidden waters never dry,
We, all we weary and heavy-laden, cry,
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
--All we have sinnèd, and yet the scars remain.
--And we, all we had sorrow.--And we had pain.
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Thou that dost flow from Death to Death through Sleep,
Whose waters are the tears of those that weep,
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Thou that dost bring sweet peace to hospitals,
And to the captive openest prison-walls,
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Thou that dost loose the soul from murdered Truth,
And youth from yesterday, and age from youth,
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Thou from lost love remembered sett'st us free
From hopeless love, a lorn eternity;
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Thou from repentance tak'st the sting, from vice
The memory of a forfeit Paradise;
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Thou in our grief dost hide from us no less
The anguish of remembered happiness;
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Thou that dost lay alike on all thy spell,
And free the saint from heaven, the wretch from hell,
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
Bring, bring soft sleep, and close all eyes for us,
Sleep without dreams, and peace oblivious;
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
We, all we weary and heavy-laden, cry,
Too tired to live, and yet too weak to die,
O Lethe, let us find thee and forget!
poem by Arthur Symons
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I want you to live on
I want you to forget me not
when I am gone
and when this life
leaves me and death
takes me away,
I want you to live on
like you did yesterday.
If you fill your heart
with sadness and cry every day
there will be no place
for gladness
and all that will be left of me,
will be pain and tragedy.
If you live life to its fullest
and love again
and find pleasure
in every thing,
I will be a sweet memory
and you will set my spirit free.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Spring And Winter
Spring is near
It is visible in the rear-
View mirror, winter is going to a far away place
From where it'll move at a very slow pace
It will encircle the Earth
And curb every birth
Spring will follow,
Fill life in the things gone hollow
Spring will make all the flowers shine
While winters make every one whine
Spring gives a pleasant touch to everything
Winter gives dullness to even bling
Spring will come and make us dance
While in winter, we don't like such a chance
Winter makes us crave for quilt and the sun
In spring, even failure seems something we won
In winter we search for everything hot
In spring, greenery spreads a lot
And makes us miss it when it is gone
Like we miss night every winter dawn
I hope spring comes soon
And be what it is supposed to be - a boon
I miss spring every single night
Come spring soon, the time has come, the time is right!
poem by Aishwarya Misra
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Hay Ride
HAY RIDE
However the story is told,
take issue as tissues you fold,
let cold Winter's hand wringing,
turn to Spring that’s spent singing
fresh vision illusions remould.
Notwithstanding how passion burned bold,
Cupid's wings seemed soon clipped, Love turned cold
when where donging and dinging
the telephone ringing
reminds one of lover on hold.
So make hay while the sun shines, - when old
stocks fall flat, that is that, soon shortsold,
no new rises beginning,
so surprises joy bringing,
just viagra to temper the scold.
Turn to dreams of tomorrow, enjoy
light and life while with warm heart employ
time to past troubles heal,
with no need to conceal,
and discover another true joy.
No need to forgive or forget,
just seek fairer future unmet,
live life up to the hilt
don't regret bad blood spilt
but look forward, fresh appetite whet.
28 October 2005, expanded 5 April 2008
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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sweet Memory To Me
You are such a sweet memory to me...
How you showed me how beautiful life can be...
You serve as my sunset in my life...
You made me believe that there will be a brighter tomorrow...
You are like a leaf that is blown away by the wind..
You make feel so free....
You teach me to just let life blow me away whatever i do...
You are like the star that shines in the sky...
You are always there to help me reach my dreams...
You showed me what life can bring...
Now that you are gone
You are just a sweet memory to me..
A memory that can never be replace
A memory that can never be erase...
poem by Karima Puzon
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Metamorphosis - 3 variations on a theme
1. The Second law of Thermodynamics
Out of winter, spring,
out of spring, summer,
then autumn, winter,
and out of winter, spring,
always the same.
Out of the bud, growth,
out of the flower, seed,
out of death, life.
Entropy always increases.
2.
Once you were within my reach.
Suddenly you became a
g l i t
t e r
i n g
damselfly.
Just wait, I thought, I can change too.
Why did I have to turn into a frog?
3.
Consider the Paradoxical Frog,
so named because it is several times smaller
than its p h e n o m e n a l l y huge tadpole.
(But then, look at people,
whose achievements often fail to match
the promise they once showed.)
poem by Paul Hansford
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A Spring Message
May the Spring Season fill your heart
With love and joy today
To bring you peace and comfort
In every beautiful way.
May the thoughts of Spring
Glow warmly in your heart
Where memories of the past
Ever play an important part.
May a Spring day be extra special
With the beauty of blossoms of snow,
May the sunshine make them attractive
And bring a festive glow.
May the warmth of the Spring air,
The songbirds and colorful flowers
Fill the day with cheerfulness
And many happy and rewarding hours.
May those you love surround you
To share your glorious day,
May the memories of the Spring Season,
Linger in your life to forever stay.
poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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