A time still left
You have no time left to make about turn
You have gone weak to run
What else you can now?
The question is where and how?
Who will you take with?
What will you try to seek?
The time has reduced from months to weeks?
You may witness fall from highest peak?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A turn about
Your eyes have deserted you and vision is blurred
Ears too have given the way with no faint idea of murmur
Feet crumble under the weight and can’t inch forward
There is no way left but to think and go downward
How to count those lost moments?
Why to shed for all past movements?
No particular good things to remember
Leave as refugee among the family members
You have no time left to make about turn
You have gone weak to run
What else you can do now?
The question remains to be seen where and how?
Who will you take with?
What will you try to seek?
The time has reduced from months to weeks?
You may witness fall from highest peak?
It is self created agony
It was all mad rush for money
What did I get at the end?
Everything is lost including friends
I fear my end journey may not go well
People may have enough complaints tot tell
It is proving difficult and living hell
I did everything including soul to sell
I may not taken well by anybody
I have alienated and annoyed everybody
I did care for self and beautiful body
I pretended that I was happy and moody
It doesn’t go well all the way
Sometimes you will have to dearly pay
They may neglect you completely to your dismay
You may think your self useless for further stay
Such is state of affair when you are left alone
It is such tragedy and condition after cyclone
It is battle and must be fought as lone
You may cut sorry figure with aching bone
You had enough time to recover and act
You neglected and did not pay attention to fact
You considered yourself as immortal
This only proved as mistake and very fatal
You never pay attention when tide is in favor
You big mistakes will be taken as minor
You may continue to live under false pride
The fact may remain fact but you may try to hide
It is not the time to retrieve the situation
There is also no time to for fine equation
It is time to go for honest salvation
Remember Him in those moments for elevation
It is easy to count in prayers all misdeeds
They may serve as solace with good feeds
Seek the true and easy way for remorse
You may not feel let down by force
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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This Morning
Nothing left to feel
Nothing more to do
Nothing left to give
Nothing more in you
Nothing else to have or hold
Nothing left, but time to go
Time to go
Years go by
Didn't really say that much at all
And moments just fly
Didn't ever really touch at all
Weeks always run down
Didn't really get that close at all
And days, days fall out
Didn't ever really know at all
And then we're here in a room too clean and too bright
She stares at you for an hour
You stare into the light
For one last hour in the room
So mean and so white
I stare at her in this room as she stares into the night
Nothing left to feel
Nothing more to do
Nothing left to ask
Nothing more of you
Nothing else to share or show
Nothing left but time to go
In his eyes as we turn no eternity of life
In his eyes as we turn no infinity of why
In his eyes as we turn no beautiful goodbye
In his eyes as we turn...nothing but tears
In his eyes as we turn...nothing but tears
(spoken:) I couldn't understand too much of what was being said
In a matter of minutes
Peacefully so slow
I had to think to breathe
My heart burst
We moved in silence really slowly away from the world
As we drove a strange silence
That moment
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
Nothing will ever be the same
Days fall out
Weeks always run down
Moments just fly
Weeks go by
And then we're here
And then we're here in a room too clean and too bright
I stare at you for an hour
You stare into the light
For one last hour in the room so mean and so white
You stare at me in this room as I stare into the night
Nothing left to feel
Nothing more to do
Nothing more to take
Nothing more from you
Nothing else to need or know
There's nothing left at all...but time to go
song performed by by Cure
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No One But You Has Been In My Dreams
But I am still mending.
Parts of me are not at peak.
Parts of me are still very weak.
'But it is you and all of you I seek.
Weakened or not,
You will return to your peak.'
Even if I am currently weak,
You would still want to be with me?
'What I see,
Has already strengthened me.
And you with me together,
Makes that oneness I seek,
That much more complete.'
But I am still mending.
'You will return to your peak.'
Even if I am currently weak?
You would still want to be with me?
'That may be hard for you to believe,
But not me!
You and I together makes that oneness I seek,
That much more complete.
You see yourself disabled.
To me you are my dream.'
No one has ever said that to me.
'And no one but you has been in my dreams.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Steep From A Peak A Fall Deep
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Just like a ball rolling,
Gaining speed.
Eyes open wide as they witness to see...
A clarity that stops their sleeping.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Just like a ball rolling,
Gaining speed.
Eyes open wide as they witness to see.
A clarity that stops their sleeping.
Deceit is wished to be defeated.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
People see this and the creeps.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Honesty reveals all evils.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
And those of wicked ways.
Try not to look afraid,
But.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
People see this and the creeps.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
People see this and the creeps.
Deceit is wished to be defeated.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
People see this and the creeps.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Honesty reveals all evils.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
And those of wicked ways...
Try not to look afraid.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Just like a ball rolling,
Gaining speed.
Eyes open wide as they witness to see...
A clarity that stops their sleeping.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
Steep from a peak a fall,
Deep.
People see this and the creeps.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can I Get A Witness
Can I get a witness
Maybe you got faith
In where this is going
Maybe Ill pull up the stakes
And Ill be letting go
I could not believe
I could not believe
Can I get a witness, witness x3
You know a lot of times I think how big
And I feel lost on the zag zig now
I could not believe
I could not believe
Can I get a witness, witness x3
And some of these people are just so lame
I dont feel like a pupil
Just a loser on a game show
I just cant believe it
No, I cant believe it
Can I get a witness, witness x3
Im rooting for you
And I toasted when I heard about you
And how you got a witness
A citizen maybe in another place
Here comes the wind
Im a chaser
Its time to leave
Here comes
Its time to leave
Can I get a witness, witness (repeat)
song performed by by Frank Black
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2 Weeks
14 Days left
336 hours
Until the end of this chapter
The chapter of hell in my life
2 weeks until I leave
8 hours a day
8 hours of hell in this school
Dealing with ignorance driven by people
Pushing back judgmental walls
After all 8 years in this prison
All I have is 2 weeks,14 days,336 hours left inside this hellhole
Now I can’t figure out what to do
Skip graduation, or stand on the stage and face the music?
That answer has left me then came back
In just 2 week I’ll be gone never to set foot inside again
In just 14 days I’ll leave and never turn back
In just 336 hours, my face will be erased from this place
2 weeks until I graduate from 8th grade
Why now, it must end sooner
In just 2 months I’ll be in high school
2 weeks…
14 days… 336 hours…
The memory of me will be gone
poem by Marcellus Watts
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Time Is Of The Essance
The days pass from one to another
coming and going as the melting snow
days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months
the clock spins faster with every passing second
you cant rewind the past
you cant speed up the future
sometimes all you can do is press play
poem by Damien Weber
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Purpose In Life
Some people as they pass me by, live each day and know not why,
Why they deal with the daily strife, or the true meaning of their life.
Their purpose in life is not clear, or why on earth they’re even here.
Many of them accepted the lie, that you go nowhere when you die.
To then everyday is the same, only each day has a different name.
And the weeks, they don’t change, a different week is still the same.
As their weeks turn into months, they question life’s true relevance.
And as the months turn into years, the end of this life slowly nears.
There is nothing in their past, or nothing ahead they think will last.
If any of this seems to describe, any feelings that you have inside,
You can instead fill your life, with a purpose that is found in Christ.
He will enter your life my friend, and give you direction and an end.
This end is only found in Christ, for this end in Him is Eternal Life.
The direction that your life will take, fills the void, make no mistake.
Friend, even if your life is amiss, Christ will give it Eternal Purpose.
Make Christ your Lord and Savior, and He’ll give you a new nature.
You’ll have no more empty days, as Christ fills the void with praise.
Friend you’ll have no Misgivings, as life in Christ is life worth living.
For when you are Heaven bound, a new joy on this earth is found.
And far from that eternal abyss, in the end you enter Eternal Bliss.
What if
Here I stand alone
With this weight upon my heart
And it will not go away
In my head I keep on looking back
Right back to the start
Wondering what it was that made you change
Well I tried
But I had to draw the line
And still this question keeps on spinning in my mind
Chorus:
What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
If I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know
Many roads to take
Some to joy
Some to heartache
Anyone can lose their way
And if I said that we could turn it back
Right back to the start
Would you take the chance and make the change
Do you think how it would have been sometimes
Do you pray that I'd never left your side
Chorus
If only we could turn the hands of time
If I could take you back would you still be mine
'Cause I tried
But I had to draw the line
And still this question keep on spinning in my mind
What if I had never let you go
Would you be the man I used to know
What if I had never walked away
'Cause I still love you more than I can say
If I'd stayed
If you'd tried
If we could only turn back time
But I guess we'll never know
We'll never know
song performed by by Kate Winslet
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Blinded by Pride for JT Ellison
Before recorded history.
Were men truly uncivilised?
or are we merely ill advised
and misinterpret what we see.
Some ancient monuments still stand.
Which we cannot explain today.
How were they built? No man can say.
Although we strive to understand.
Suggestive of technology
which is unknown to modern man.
We can’t explain it no one can.
There is no reason I can see.
There should not be technology
which we can’t duplicate today
Which somehow somewhere went astray
which brought them down eventually.
But modern man cannot accept.
That we too may have gone astray
and blunders blindly on his way,
As did the others I suspect.
Before the great catastrophe
reduced them back to primitives
Perhaps we do not want to see
a parallel with our lives.
Cursed by our curiosity
Mankind meddles where he should not.
Condemned to act impulsively
the lessons of the past forgot.
Perhaps in time mankind will learn
there are some things we may not know
or we will vanish in our turn.
And leave only ruins to show.
The heights to which we once aspired.
New races will investigate.
By remnants we have left inspired
and no doubt confidently state.
They are much wiser than we were
as we are inclined to boast today.
Each generation seems to prefer
to think theirs is the only way.
May be its true we’ve reached the peak
The highest point our race can reach
and that we have found what we seek.
I rather think events will teach.
That in due course this is not true
We too will vanish without trace.
and clear the way for something new
As early races had to do.
2-Oct-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Consiquences
I'm living without you
you left me here in this world alone
I was pregnet with your son
who I'm now left raising on my own
Days turn in to weeks
turn in to months
turn in to years
time passes so slowly
I've cryed so many tears
Our son is growing so quickly
he's still obliviouse to the truth
the fucked up reality that he may loose his mother too
I'm all he has in his mind
he has counted on me from day one
why did you leave us
how could we do this to our son
Sure he doesnt know now of who and what we realy are
I can only hope the best for him
and hope I've done good so far
Soon the day will come when his simple world gets ripped apart
the only parent he has will be locked away
I'll have to leave my son with a broken heart
Now he has nothing
no dad is here to take care of and love him
hes left with familiar strangers
wondering why mommy doesnt love him
He wont understand why I left or why he's now alone
he wont understand why he can only hear mommys voice from a collect inmate phone
My biggest fear is coming home to him and not being rememberd
thats something I'll have to deal with because of the thoughtless act I commited in November.
poem by Victoria Ong
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Turn Turn Turn
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose under heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, i swear it's not too late
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Your Eyes
looking into your eyes i can see
just what your love can do to me.
it can carry me to the highest peak
turn me around and leave me weak.
your eyes take me into the depths of your inner soul.
it is a wonder to behold.
the bright light that radiates from within
leaving my thoughts to push away my sin.
the sin of wanting you all to myself
taking me from heaven and pushing me to hell.
poem by Louis Rams
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Turn! Turn! Turn! (To Everything There Is A Season)
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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Turn Turn Turn
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time of love, a time of hate
A time of war, a time of peace
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracings
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under Heaven
A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time for love, a time for hate
A time for peace, I swear it's not too late
To everything
Turn, turn, turn
There is a season
Turn, turn, turn
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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A time to bury sorrow
A time for you and a time for me,
to be whatever, we choose to be;
to set our sights, to reach the peak,
to realize goals, we truly seek.
A time to dwell. on things long past,
a time to think, on things that last;
on family, friends and things that matter,
on things that endure and do not scattter.
A time to laugh and a time to weep,
a time for treasured things to keep;
a time for reflection on how we feel,
a time to mend and a time to heal.
A time to live and a time to die,
a time for joy and a time to cry;
a time to smile and a time for tears,
a time for God to calm our fears.
A time to despose of loved ones dead,
A time to get on with the day ahead;
To blot out death and face the 'morrow,
To clear the mind and bury sorrow.
poem by David Lessard
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We've got to practice three weeks, get the kinks out, then we've got to practice three weeks with the crew, and then go out for four months. It's just a huge chunk of time out of life.
Time
Time waits for no Man
what time is it?
time to change your ways.
Time is of the essence
how much time have I got
can you give me more time?
Time ticks by slowly
and time can go really fast
not much time left now.
Take some time out
time to make amends
Isn't it time to say sorry?
The tick tock of time
Old Father Time
as time goes by.
There's always time tomorrow
make the most of your time
don't waste your time.
Time after time after time
isn't it time you learnt?
time you sorted yourself out.
That's it time is up
time to call it a day
see you again sometime?
poem by Kevin Halls
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I Was Not Born To Walk Behind Shadows
When I noticed my own shadow,
I needed no one or nothing else...
To validate my existence.
Hours at a time.
Weeks, months and many years,
It would stay behind me.
Even those who attempted to insist,
I should seek their acceptance...
Could not prove why I would want it.
I was not born to walk 'behind' shadows.
My mind was not prepared for this.
It was too obvious I created my own.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Long Has It Been?
How long has it been?
Since you left me
Our friends ask the question
All of the time
I tried to measure it
In years, months, and days
Even hours, minutes and seconds
But I lost track along the way
The hurt still lingers
The question, unanswered
And I’m getting to the point
Where I don’t care anymore
I used to look out the window
In hope you would one day pass by
But as time passed
The loving grew less
Now when friends ask
How long has it been?
I tell them I don’t care
But secretly I do
I’m still in love with you
poem by David Harris
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