Becoming Truant
To be a truant is of great account
Where history is made and future is served
Having nicety and familiarization with purpose
To vouchsafe the future of woebegone
And to give the message let the bygone be bygone
Those who did not hid them-self into veil of lie
Are the most supernal-one of far and wide
Without using Machiavellian wherewithal
Solidify their 'motto' with matchless warmth
poem by Hafiz Qasim
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History I know Her
Our bygone is the future
The past follows every step into time
History I know her
She'll haunt us our whole lifetime
Remember long ago
The future seemed so bright
Yesterday has caught up to us
Tomorrow we'll have to fight
The past is getting bigger
Bigger than our future
Before tomorrow’s world is exhausted
We need to take care where we are headed
poem by David Darbyshire
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let bygone be bygone
see even your favourite tree
has taken on new leaves,
new clothing and is swinging
inviting you to a dance
tanka by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Features of the Future
I'm closer to the future
Than I was yesterday.
The highway of the future
Is in each break of day.
I frame my future
By the decisions I make.
I encounter the future
If diligent steps I take.
Plans for the future
I made in the past.
Today I face the future
Yet it won't last.
Depending on the future
Is so inefficient.
Because the so-called future
Is vague and transcient!
'you'll live well in the future
if the present is well lived! ! '
poem by Robert Reuben
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Cured
and so the words
which he swallowed for years
and years
those that he chewed so well
turning liquid mixed with his blood
and spread in all his veins
and he was cured
and there is
no need
about what must be said
or should have been said
consummated the last sunshine
comes and
destruction of the illusions
have become inevitable
gone is gone
and bygone is bygone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Into The Great Wide Open
Eddie waited till he finished high school
He went to hollywood, got a tattoo
He met a girl out there with a tattoo too
The future was wide open
They moved into a place they both could afford
He found a nightclub he could work at the door
She had a guitar and she taught him some chords
The sky was the limit
Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue
The papers said ed always played from the heart
He got an agent and a roadie named bart
They made a record and it went in the charts
T he sky was the limit
His leather jacket had chains that would jingle
They both met movie stars, partied and mingled
Their a&r man said I dont hear a single
The future was wide open
Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue
Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Into the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue
song performed by by Tom Petty
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Chosen To Change Prophecy Potentials
he may be psychic
he may foretell the future...
but the only future he writes
is with a quill and ink...
I may be psychic.
I may foretell the future.
But the only future I write.
Is with a ballpoint pen.
they may be psychic
they may foretell the future...
but their future write
is with a computer tablet...
this future references
future net human societies
therefore it is not applicable
to two lives we ourselves
if born in different places
if born in different times...
if born in different decades
if born in different centuries...
or is it soul purpose applicable
though on a set parallel scale
of timed minimal importance
dominance of earlier soul purpose
visions of artistic output
claim pressing precedence...
intrinsically eye inscribes
mind set sight shock waves...
a prophet
is born
to fulfill
a specific
life
a preordained...
energy
flesh incarnate...
message
is radiated
into beautification
infusing sacred
eternal
life strife...
itself
resolute...
in cycle
of lives
dances
prophecies
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Graduation Song
It's the hour of the graduation,
hope soars beyond imagination,
The hard work and sleepless nights,
are only the memories of the bygone days.
Feel free, as we always wanted,
Aim for the rosy future, as we always dreamt of,
Be, as we were meant to be.
The time has come for the,
exciting new life to begin,
The fear and anxiety of an unknown future,
don't even creep in mind.
The sweet touch of hugs and kisses,
from family and friends,
would be everlasting in the indebted heart.
the joy and happiness on their faces,
would be engraved forever in thoughts.
Feel free, as we always wanted,
Aim for the rosy future, as we always dreamt of,
Be, as we were meant to be.
poem by Jay P Narain
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The Great future
The great future,
The great future is my awakening,
In all that is done under the sun,
You really meant to come and give me redemption,
This is the only great reason that I never fail,
Let me abide by your word,
In all that is done under the sun,
You will make me grow and never fail,
Since this is that definition of life,
You made that great future for me,
Let me increase in all my understanding about life,
I can never under-estimate the beauty of life,
This is the reason that I awake and never fail,
Bless my soul,
Let me see that you are making my waking than sleeping.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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Future Babies
A flower stands erect upon the stem.
Odd:
It bears the naked flesh of many men –
Pulsing, writhing, arteries humming;
Androgenic fluids chase their channels
To the ground, caking at a mound
Of naked girls, who pout in doubt and
Hurl their rabid glares from eyes
That catch the light of want
And desperation.
Sighs:
They know the separation
Stays their open legs
From bursting cocks.
Masturbation of the mind
Is all they need –
They’re in the docks of
Fate:
The evil Overpopulation’s out to feed
Their thund’rous urge to procreate!
Forget the conjugation, just for once?
Bag the bulbous tits in bras.
I know they want the tongue on c*nts;
But focus! Where’s the room to live?
And think about the future babies.
THINK:
You know they won’t forgive
Your selfish drive to suck, to shag.
The Dying Age of Man will drag
Him down to disappear.
So keep the girls away from sperm –
Don’t let the men up there!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Future future future future future future, where's the future?
Future future future future future future, where?
Future future future future future future,
Future future future future future future, where's the future?
Future future future future future future, HERE!
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Future to Future
in the future moments will
come when one person says
to another, “That was great! ”
we never know what
the future holds in store
for us-in it’s infinite
wisdom-but surely you and I
know of it’s impending arrival
some believe the future
holds great times ahead,
some believe in a bleak
fate and still others believe
unborn moments hold
a catastrophic end
me, I like to think that
maybe, just maybe, it
will all happen at the same
instance-I mean some things
will be great, some bleak,
some beginnings and some endings
“great” things will only
happen in the future, because
of now, and that’s tough enough
to decipher-so I will plead, now,
and leave the future to the future
poem by Stan Pelfrey
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I look forward to a great future for America - a future in which our country will match its military strength with our moral restraint, its wealth with our wisdom, its power with our purpose.
quote by John F. Kennedy
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Past and Present
Bygone days silently curl
Fold in airy yesteryears
They retreat to hide
Behind the elliptic orbits
Of the revolving planets
The days become nights
And they change
Like caterpillars
Or like gelatinous eggs
Of some toads
That detect vibrations
And then they quietly sail
With the solar wind
To distant places in space
To remote galaxies
Filled with shimmering stars.
But in the uncurved spheres
Of the pulsating heart
Amid the fugitive joys
And haunting sorrows of life
The magic lanterns
Of bygone days glow
Under the rainbow clocks
Of ageless hours
And while history
Restlessly meanders
On the foamy stream
Of its inflammable river
Flows the Eternal Now
Of untamed remembrance
poem by Paul Hartal
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Past, Present and Future
Preamble:
Thoughts and ideas like those of a sage
(or are they memories of a bygone age?)
flash in my mind now and set the stage
of what there soon again may likely be
when for a while here we become free
and without any clouds the horizon see.
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The past is always there to look back and reflect upon
not to live in as a prisoner that seeks no escape from.
The present is the current moment where we are now
always looking for a direction which to go somehow.
The future is what we can all really make it out to be
if in our mind we're strong and clear in what we see.
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poem by George Krokos
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Accordingly
someday everyone will be wise in the future
everyone will be sensible and forward thinking
wear sensible shoes and act accordingly in the future
wise action according to everyone will be the act
of the future everyone will be futuristic someday
according to god according to everyone and their shoes
in the future everyone will be godless and free
act accordingly in the future or else
play accordions wisely in your godless future
in the future accordions will play themselves
act three in the future: there will be no accordions
everyone will get nostalgic for the accordion god
and act as if they were wise in the future
everyone will be according to god
in the future everyone will not act accordingly
wisdom is unholy in the future
to act accordingly is to stay out of trouble
in the future jails will be bigger and much better
everyone will need some punishment in the future
thinking of accordions will be a crime
lawrence welk is a revolutionary in the future
to act accordingly is to act with wisdom
everyone will act as one in the future
accordingly for everyone to act
in the future everyone will be discredited
everyone must act now to avoid the future
be wise and dont act accordingly
play accordions in the street the future cannot
wait for wisdom and forced accord
one chord might save the future
poem by Stephen Roxborough
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This Grudge
14 years
30 minutes
15 seconds
I've held this grudge
11 songs
4 full journals
thoughts of punishment I've expended
not in contact, not a letter
such communication, telepathic
you've been vilified
used as fodder
you deserve a piece of every record
but who's it hurting now?
who's the one that's stuck?
who's it torturing now
with an antique knot in her stomach?
I wanna be big and let go
of this grudge that's grown old
all this time I've not known
how to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
cleared slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us
like an abandoned house
dusty cupboard, furniture still intact
if i vist it now will i simple relive it?
somehow gratuitous?
but who's still aching now?
who's tired of her own voice?
who's it weighing down with no gift
from time of said healing?
I wanna be big and let go
of this grudge that's grown old
all this time I've not known
how to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
cleared slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us
maybe as i cut the cord
veils will lift from my eyes
maybe as i lay this to rest
dead weight off my shoulders will rise
here i sit much determined
ever ill-equipped to draw this curtain
how this has enterained, validated
and has served me well
ever the victim
but who's done whining now?
who's ready to put down
this load i've carried longer than i had cared to remember?
I wanna be big and let go
of this grudge that's grown old
for the life of me I've not known
how to rest this bygone
I wanna be soft and resolved
cleared slate and released
I wanna forgive for the both of us.
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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Day (Chapter 93, Holy Koran)
I ask for refuge to Allah from Satan the exiled evildoer.
In the name of Allah the Kind and the Merciful Giver.
Swear upon the day
And the night when it is covered with darkness
Your Lord has neither forsaken you
Nor has He felt dismay
Your future is better than your bygone days
Moreover your Lord will shortly
Give you something that will make you happy.
Didn't He find you an orphan and give you shelter?
Didn't He find you lost and show you the way?
Didn't He find you needy and make you rich after?
Therefore do not oppress any orphan
And if anyone asks for something
Do not rebuke the one
And as for the favors of your Lord, announce it to everyone.
poem by Asif Andalib
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I Was Going To Forgive You
But before that, i just wanted to tell you that,
im not your future, you cannot plan me, im not your future you cannot foretell me,
im not your future i dont hold good things ahead of you..im not you future im not bright, i am infact the dark and lonely nights that you issued me.
Im not your future, but im the future and you are my past.
poem by Opelo Boingotlo Letshwiti
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Will Future Torture Or Enrapture?
Future is unknown
Nothing about it is shown
And so future we do not own
So confusion has grown
Now we may plan
But, God may ban
We may think we can
But God is superior to man
We can never predict
As fate will contradict
Through a different verdict
But, God, we cannot indict
Future is a guarded secret
Which may give a regret
Or success we may get
None can know it, I bet
For future if we carefully save
We will not be poverty's slave
We will not maroon in worry-wave
We can in life very boldly behave
If our plans have loopholes
We will have dolorous souls
Will be perforated our goals
Our losses, the World condoles
Plans can be for future made
With the hope of getting shade
All our duties we must not evade
Real grit must be by us displayed
Future is surely an uncertainty
It may give calamity or equanimity
Hoping has got an excellent utility
Future is safe via a sterling quality
Future will become excellent
If using of present is intelligent
Better to be in life boldly nonchalant
Calmly waiting is in itself a fine talent
As a secret let future remain
Let us postpone our pain
If it becomes a gain
We will feel immensely fine
poem by Mailrangam Visvanathan Venkataraman
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[Future World]
For years I have spent.
Chasing time.
Dwelling on mistakes
That I have made,
Dreaming about a tomorrow
within my past.
Wondering how life,
got the best parts of me.
But there you were…
My future girl.
Standing there…
In your future world.
A dimensional split,
This crack opens my eyes
So to a lotus…
Engaging in self worth.
Such to a rose,
I am your thorn.
The extensional glue….
The protection of you….
There you stood,
Alone you were.
A future Girl,
In a future world…
I run for you…
In which we fade.
I take this dive.
In the love we’ve made.
I take the past.
Throw time away.
Never going back…
Never looking back…
Future World,
There we were.
Future Boy….
And…
Future Girl….
~Empath~
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For long, history was mainly political history, and historical narrative was confined to an account of the most important crises in political life, or to an account of wars and great generals.
quote by Michael I. Rostovtzeff
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