Difficult to forget
It is difficult to forget near ones
They won’t be missed by some one
But by persons of close vicinity
And all members of the family
We may go on missing them forever
One day they may fade away however
They may still come and invade the memory
You may think and add to tension and worry
Any new place of similar nature may force you to think
You will slip into deep memory and try to sink
It will give you momentary relief and some kind of joy
Even though it is sad to miss any one and enjoy
We are sentimental and everything has some attachment
We may try to get near it and make happy comments
When that thing becomes thing of past
Some memory may not be forgotten and long last
More you cry and miss
He will get shock and a pulse
Where ever he is, he will have pain
As he will be in heavenly abode to remain
Insted do a thing which was so dear
He always tried for to be near
He will be with you for the years
And remind you he is with you and in your tears
These are unforgettable painful moments
There are no words left for comments
Yet we go on remembering them as and when feel free
We may have all comforts as if sitting under the shed of tree
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ben
Verse 1:
I’m sitting in my room thinking about the times that weren’t so bad
When you were here with the family
It was like you were the person who listened, the kind one
Always knew the right thing to stand up for no matter the cause or cost
Chorus:
The pain shoots through me every time I start to think or talk about your memory
Just because the way you were taken was so unnecessary
So Ben this one is for you
The family we miss you it’s like
The pain could never end
But together we can get through this
And keep your memory alive
Verse 2:
The many things run through my head
That the fact if you were here still today
Things could be different, it seemed
Like you were the part that kept things together
When you went things fell apart
Chorus:
The pain shoots through me every time I start to think or talk about your memory
Just because the way you were taken was so unnecessary
So Ben this one is for you
The family we miss you it’s like
The pain could never end
But together we can get through this
And keep your memory alive
Verse 3:
The feelings cut deep like a knife
Through all of this I’m still here
To keep your memory alive, I shall remember you for the good
Not the last memories, the grievance just wont pass
But thanks to the support of many certain friends I can still pull through.
Chorus:
The pain shoots through me every time I start to think or talk about your memory
Just because the way you were taken was so unnecessary
So Ben this one is for you
The family we miss you it’s like
The pain could never end
But together we can get through this
And keep your memory alive
In memory of Ben Chantler 1981-2006
poem by Shane Cannon
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Lets Make A Memory
Orbison/melson
Come a little closer
Dont you tell me no sir
Lets make a memory
Come on now
Come on and give me your kiss now
What are you gonna miss now
Lets make a memory, a memory
Lets make a memory
Make a memory
Yes lets make a memory together
One that will last and last forever
Sweet baby
Baby hold me tight then
Squeeze with all your might then
Lets make a memory
Come on now
Just have a little fun for
What do you think were young for?
Lets make a memory
Make a memory
Yes lets make a memory together
One that will last and last forever
Come on now
Let yourself let go now
Dont let love grow cold now
Lets make a memory
Sweet baby
Forget about the past now
Weve got a love thatll last for
Now and forever we will be
Making memories....
Making memories
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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How Do I Feel
I was free when we met
You were eating a burito
With a girl - some brunette
At El Torosco's
Then you smiled like you knew
Someday we'd be together
How do I feel
ever since I walked away from you
I miss you for real
Everyday of my life
How do I feel
Now that it's over
Well the thing that I miss the most
Is missing you
I was lost for a while
Every place brought back a memory
Of a kiss or a smile that you gave me
Now it's changed
Well I guess
More and more I miss you
Less and less
Sometimes it's hard to let you go
Sometimes
You get trapped in a time of your life
But you know it gets a little easier over time
I miss the moody walks in the rain
I miss the poetry
song performed by by Hoku from Hoku
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Some years ago
He was so close and dear
We were secured and had no fear
He would stand by us in any crisis
He did not lay any wrong emphasis
We were not long in married life
I had all the satisfaction as his wife
It was an honor to be his companion
He was altogether different and believed in reunion
He would never encourage sad narration
He would jump with little excitation
This was his way of living and enjoyment
It was really a happy and joyous moment
He would many a times tell about sad plight
What would happen to us if had to leave us for heavenly flight?
He was passing warning in unusual way
Even though he never encouraged to stay away
He smilingly some time air the worst fears
He may jokingly say to get prepared for it to bear
I would thrash him for being so rude
He would keep quite and make no prelude
I had some premonition when he was becoming frank
He may never go out of control even if he had drank
It was self admission of some far reaching signals
As if he was waiting for some bad news arrivals
He left us some years ago
It was unbearable and not easy go
I have tried to forget it number of times
I have failed miserably and curse it sometimes
The enchantment of his smile has no end...
Amidst miss and amiss
Little pain with long tease
Yet not that painful but force me to smile
With passing of each moment of joy
I hardly take care to enjoy
Yet he is found in every object
I gladly go for it as how could I reject?
I see each flower with different color
Fascinated by fragrance and lovely odor
It may be the original quality of delicate object
I laugh at them with only remembrance of him to act
He is not far away from us as we are emotionally attached
He did everything possible for us so not to remain detached
I go past all the memory to remember him in even smallest thing
I am happy to find him even in the bee’s colorful wing
Whole of world is so colorful and he was inseparable part
I have missed him from the day one as he was forced to depart
Yet I go by the omni saying of life’s philosophy
Let him stay wherever he is in the hands of almighty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Miss You (RIP Kondor, Martin OIF 29APR04)
I miss you my buddy and I miss you my friend
I was there beside you until the end
I saw you pay that priceless cost
The day you left I was lost
You were my friend for so many years
Now I'm alone with mourning tears
I will strive, to keep your memory alive
So that all will know the reason you died
You gave your life so all could be free
You didn't fight alone you fought with me
Today is so hard to get past the pain
Your memory hits me like an invisible rain
With so many people you left behind
I can only imagine the pain in their mind
So many words I want to say
But its hard to get them out, at least today
I remember your smile so big a bright
You could always make me laugh day or night
You were truly an angel here on earth
What a blessing you were since your birth
I'll stop for now cause my eyes are so wet I cannot see
I will continue to pray for your family cause I know they are praying for me
For: SPC Martin Kondor
RIP OIF
Daniel Chapman
poem by Daniel Chapman
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One Thing Leads To Another
How many times have we
thought of one thing that led us to another
within our memory store.
We think of one thing
and our memory links us to another
that may have happened years before.
We sit for a few minutes
as our memory takes us on a trip
through the corridors
of our childhood many years before.
We remember moments
that delighted us at the time
before growing up
took those pleasures away.
Each memory hold a precious moment
we will never see again
except in our memories
when they will take us
down that road again.
27 March 2009
poem by David Harris
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Like memory
Love me like a memory
Never let me go
Hold me close forever
Let those feelings flow
Don’t look back at yesterday
You will only find the past
Love me in the here and now
We will truly make it last
Love me like a memory
I will love you from the heart
A love that’s ever lasting
Existing from the start
Love me like each heartfelt smile
That you will send my way
Love me more tomorrow
Precious moments in our day
Love me like a memory
Never with regret
The world looks bright and cheery
This heart will not forget
I promise that I will love you
Every moment of each day
A memory ongoing
It will not fade away
Love me like a heartbeat
A pulse that never ends
Arms wrapped around each other
Where we started out as friends
Love me like a memory
Our future appears so bright
I will love you every moment
Every day and every night
poem by William Lindenmuth
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Timing with place
There is definite timing with place
Where you can light up your face
Bring all the glitters of gold in memory
All past happiness not to cause any worry
The heart may beat in isolation
Even though there is no direct relation
It has to beat to express solid attachment
As there is holy internal movement
No season in fact matter
All colors appear and disappear later
Someone may be lucky enough
Life may prove smooth or very rough
The falling leaves don’t scare me as time moves on
The wind blows gently even if dews have gently blown
I feel no chilly winds to have gentle touch
I have missed it this before as such
He has done it with great warmth
I had to miss its effect aftermath
How many years have passed on since it happened?
I give more thrust on memory to be sharpened
You made it fascinating colorful rainbow
The colors were not allowed easily to go
The time took it away without any notice
I sit here under the open sky to remember the promises
Whole world would have fallen to my knee
I was in youth and totally free
I could have surrendered at first call
I was determined to rush after scaling the wall
Well it is not yet over and I still miss those moments
I believe it was precious time and heavenly sent
We could not unite for the same time and space
As there was no necessarily to go mad race
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not forgotten
Why is it so that some faces are not forgotten?
Why that is our heart is all of sudden melt and get stolen?
Why we feel for someone who was nobody some days ago?
Now we concentrate all the times on it and can not let it forgo
They come and invade on our memory
Sometimes we are happy and second moments feel sorry
It adds to more tension and worry
Yet the relation has to be strengthened and but with no hurry
You have no spare moments in day time
You are seized with work sometimes
Nights are providing ample opportunity
The day time thoughts are given some leisure continuity
When you close the eyes, whole world is shut
No one is near you for anything to put
The rest and sleep may be miles away
You have no comfort or easy way
When you lay down on bed they strongly emerge
You like those moments but unable to manage
They come and pinch you to keep awake
You are lost in wonderland as everything is at stake
Same repeat scenes may go on without interruption
You are lying on bed without any discussion
You have no where to move but only to dream
You are mid sea with no life jacket to swim
Sea waves are hitting you directly
You have decided the course correctly
You may not let the memory to fade
It is so holy for you and not the trade
You hear the melodious voice
That sounds very assuring with promise
Nothing strikes your head in that presence
You sinking deep and deep with essence
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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See the God in child
“You can see the God in child” goes the saying
No one disputes the theory or denying
I too hold the same views and fall for same
As I have come out it recently and still bear childish name
I used to be very adamant and roll over on ground
I may demand anything if any thing new was seen or found
It was met by family members as I was only one in family
They would even listen carefully to every demand and meet happily
This may be the only reason that child is seen as exact replica of divinity
The innocence is seen in every demand and they would like its continuity
They will refuse for nothing and even go on accommodating more and more
Such treatment is never heard of any stage if not expected or called for
The childhood friendship is retained for longer duration
As it is interwoven with sweet memory with all the citation
You would happily narrate the childhood incidences
In the big seminars, religious gatherings or even while at the dances
Playing with toys and snatching it forcefully gives immense joy
Every child is remembering those happy moments and enjoy
They would always want that their friendship remains till the end
They will quarrel, mix again and sometimes apologize to mend
As child there was lots fun to share and run in any direction
You will never be scold even if found guilty with action
Even if with reverse remarks in the progress card
You were advised to learn more and positively look forward
We would then play with toys and make some fun
on little excitement or quarrel they will try to go away or run
In school also some of the boys were very nice and intelligent
they will make it all the more live by their funny comments
Some of the best moments may remain in memory till the last
The past days activities may develop on the screen very fast
It may form the source of strength as you may memorize it often
That may form the base of your future development even
They will develop such an intimacy that it may be very hard to forget
Those shared moments of grief, enjoyment and play may be interwoven in format
Even in later stage if friend is met somewhere those memories may give little surprise
Some may of them be leading comfortable life but this element will definitely comprise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Once dear and near! !
Evidences are erased,
notes are shredded,
gifts are donated,
tears are shed,
cries are cried,
curses are cursed,
story is repeated,
shoulders are felt,
lesson is learned,
months are gone,
but the memory not lost,
the memory may fade,
faded memory will fade away,
once dear and near,
becomes forgotten and far.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Dear Friend
Dear friend,
Today I turn the pages of our memories
Those laughter and tears
That we have shared for more many years
Those secrets that we hide
Underneath the cherry tree
These photographs I held, and
I used to smile every time I looked at them
Dear friend,
I've been to the place were we first met
It’s the same old, and new, nothing has changed
Like an old book with precious stories
Every page has a wonderful thing to say
Like a laughter that remains on air
They’re sounds music in my ear
A symphony of our yesterday
Dear friend,
I plow our memories that blanket by autumn leaves
On this mango tree
And its branches look so droopy
But there’s a last leaf-standing firm on a trunk
That forgotten, as the time goes by
Like this friendship buried from the shadow of past
Thou I know it will never last
Dear friend,
Remember the summer skies
Those butterflies that landed in our hands
The kites that we ever flew
In these green fields of our childhood memory
We were children once before
When the trees were tall and we were small
And now we are tall and the trees fall
Dear friend,
Autumn was come
And the leaves started to fall
I can’t count the hours, how long I've stood here
Waiting for your presence
That you have promised you will come
The wind whistle like your soft voice
I feel the heavenly touch on my face
Dear friend,
You never told me that you are leaving
Together with the clouds that passed by
Together with the angels that flew into the sky
Like the waters that flow freely back to the sea
Like a wind that danced on its own
But your soul still live inside of me
You will always be my special memory
Dear friend,
I wrote you a letter sealed with my tears
Saying take care, I miss our funny deeds
Id rather be sad
And my heart is in grief
But somehow I’ll be happy then
That once in my life I had you as my friend
Dear friend, you will always be my best friend
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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Rose of depression
Thorns of a rose
Cut into my hand
Deep under my skin
There it stays
Even when I let go
The blood and scars remain
It might heal
But the memory will return
It relates to depression
In a number of ways
Hurt and pain
The memory will never fade
It slowly kills us
As the petals begin to fall
Time passes slowly
Suffering more and more
Comments would be great :) Thanks
poem by Lisa French
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I may miss her
It left a deep scar on mind
I was in pain to feel and find
The naked truth about reality
The very much essence of life and quality
In young age if someone deserts
It does have little effect of flirts
You are not matured enough to feel pulse
You always want new and something else
I was pushed in corner at sudden departure
She was no more with me to endure
All my pains and agony to be shared
We both had challenged and dared
I would ask her jokingly about death
“Who will lay the floral wreath?
What would you do in such situation?
She would feel pain urge for discontinuation
No one is immune from death or immortal
It may be natural, simple one or fatal
This fact is known to all and almost dreaded
Any advice in this regard is silently heeded
It was ample proof of our happy stay
She was in good state of health and never went away
Not a day would have passed that she not beside
I felt so much elated to find her on my side
It was pleasant to say good bye daily
It was done in a good faith to find her happily
She would glance at all the members of the family
I too would smile at her and acknowledge it gladly
I never thought end may come soon
I used to walk miles in the burning noon
With the only hope that I will have to rush
As I had seen her last in morning with brush
She will keep everything ready for next day
Ad I had forgetful nature all the way
It was her routine to make it doubly sure
I was careless about next day or future
Such happy days won’t be back again
She is not likely to come back and regain
As she was laid there motionless and dead
I could still see worry on her face and read
I felt as if she would speak something
Though she was nowhere to miss anything
I was left behind to take care of everything
She was heavenly abode for nothing
I know it is inevitable part
Every living thing has to depart
It is destiny and ruled for all
No one can escape divine call
I will not cry over her death
As I have full trust and faith
Even though she has left early
I may miss her very dearly
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Autumn Swing
Back to the back
Undo and tracking our footprints
Printed on the sand of time
Reached and stopped at one point
The beginning of earliest thing
Our first meet and Hello greet
Hello world
We keen seed a plant
Sprout the moment, the lesson start
Water my soul you bring me light
With you the life we ride
Deep in core, inside
Grows to root in heart
Hello world
It's been many years we had
But seems like yesterday we been here
The wind still calm, loyal visit our garden
Hope all season life still evergreen not frozen
Time goes fast like a smoke
Thick, thin, disappear
We smile we cry, branching emotion in vessels
Patiently we waiting to smell the scent of happy
Life not easy but we learn new lesson daily
Branches becomes stronger day by day
Stronger construct history today
Dig deep by root, taller, up by shoot
Life so mystery but can be understood
Green leaf symbols of living
Each one, each day we been talking
One day we gained or leaving
Day by day, Oh World
Who thought we passed years
We changed by now and we still
To be now a shady tree
Against the storm or a safe home
The best shelter of nightingale
And we learn how to sing beautiful tale
At least apples ripen accompany
Time running just like a smoke
Dense, smear, disappear
Now, here, today will be another memory
Seasons of life, chapter of our story
Green leaf will change to yellow or brown glory
Feel blue, past leave yellow history
Time so fast, if wrong, say my sorry
Green leaves won't leave a grieve
Together this color we folded in our lifestory
Enveloped in leaves of remembrance
And sand of time bringing changes again
Seal with red to yellow, fade out the blue
The old green one day be the past hue
Gentle breeze drift them away
Fall down, the leaves
fall me with the miss
As the autumn comes again
The memories fly away
We missing and missed
but the wind we love still
The moments we now shared
Rooted in heart, ever-last to exhale
The joy, the smile, the cry and pain
In each branches, vessel and vein
We passed the past, memory make it last
The colors only changed but still so intense
All...Enveloped in leaves of remembrance
Just not green only red or yellow remain
Once we live it fresh as green but now
To the red, brown to yellow it changed
I sat and think life is about to change
The significant why memory remain
Autumn wind take all away
Falling all the red leaves
Falling me, for something i missed
The wind touch again, on this skin
Kiss me cold remind, warm past rewind
But this life-tales we love still
Autumn come again to swing this feel
Hello world,
The seed we plant
Swing me back to memories
When the first time i touch life flowers
I enjoyed and sweetly cry
When the branches broken in vein
I cried my salty cry
Now i learn shoot will replace anew
As new day we keep growing too
The lost green will fade away
The past cant forever stay
We might lost beautiful red, yellow part
But forever memory warming in my heart
I will remember as blue disperse remarks.
Falling down those leaves
falling me, this miss
All behind was around and round
Leaves falling down on the ground
Like our memories, matured, beautiful brown
I'll wait for the time, when everything is back
Beginning of a new story
For new branches to grow
And bring green back home
I smiled and creating new footprints to remember
...........for one day i will return
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The poem is about these three things, i make it to tell in diverse meaning..hope fully it works
1. The memory and story of life that symbolized as a leaf..losing it may cause a miss
2. The time, is like the story of our life and history...Hello is intro when we was born and life
bring some another greet as we grow and changed by time
3. Dedication to a friend, which evergreen in heart
I imagine that we start something like a hello, we plant it and grow
deep in heart...
Autumn Swing is about...
'what all of us having now, current is green..so fresh color of living..this moment we are constructing memories for old days sooner...Then the memories in the making are green as it in present tense and all folded in a leaf...The green will fade as time we will leave...it turn to yellow, red and brown (color of memory) we miss the blue (color of peace) ..The green colors have two complexions (element of green=blue+yellow) mean (live in current=peace and memory. As the leaf lost the green and turn yellow, it means the blue and memory depart each other...When the autumn comes, the wind blows and the leave fall...the fall of the leave=miss because the memory just far away from tree which planted in heart..deep rooted in heart :)
The colors, from green to red-yellow fade to blue meaning as well as this
(blue+yellow=green) ...blue=serene, yellow=memory, green=life and fresh. Hope you can feel connected to one of these or any reason
Thanks for reading and Autumn just coming, enjoy it..! ! Keep smiling
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poem by Unwritten Soul
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My Memories
Today will be a memory
yesterday is a memory drifting away
memories turn into tears,
tearing us apart.
Fear of moving on, afraid of change,
in a minute this will just be a memory
memories are all pain in vain
memories are like dreams, a reflection of the past.
Memories are vision of what it used to be.
my memories are sadness and struggle
what are yours?
are they sadness and struggle?
You are but a memory
that dwindles as each day passes me by.
and as you slowly vanish
I huddle in my room and cry.
A memory that’s all I have
that’s all that’s left of you
nothing but a mere memory
that still lingers, only for a little while longer in my head.
Don’t forget about the past
without memories there is no yesterday.
make every day one to remember a
memory to move on with no pain or anymore regrets
poem by Ralph Acosta
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I Like The Way
Somewhere inside my evolution
Karmically I seek retribution
Looking for love in physical beauty
Desire is the drug of the bourgeoisie
And now I try to intellectualize
Like a glimmer of good in a bad man's eyes
I am consumed by the flesh haunting me
I know temptation taunts the empty
So pour yourself over me
Until there's nothing left to see, yeah yeah
Because I like the way you move in the dark
I like the tension, the tension and the spark
The decadence of giving into desire
Creates such entropy within
Looking for love in spiritual faces
Blind to the art of fabrication
I'm like a baby sucking mama's milk
Want to drink my fill and then some
Leave me alone
I always thought I was better than this
But temptation tempts the temptee
Pour yourself over me
Until there's nothing left to see, yeah yeah
Oh, because I like the way you move in the dark
And I like the tension, the tension and the spark, oh
Because I like the way you move in the dark, oh
You know I like the tension, the tension and, the tension and the spark, oh
This physicality
Shifting me chemically
Such power over me
It's just desire
I know it's treachery (shifting me chemically)
I know it's just skin deep (such power over me)
I know I should resist
I'm just too tired
Too tired
There's just one thing missing
One thing missing here is
Love
I like the way you move in the dark
I like the tension, the tension and the spark (so pour yourself over me)
You know, I like the way you move in the dark (so pour yourself over me)
You know, I like the tension, the tension and, the tension and the spark
So pour yourself over me
(There's just one thing missing)
(One thing missing)
Until there's nothing left to see
(There's just one thing missing)
(The tension and the spark)
(One thing missing)
(So pour yourself over me)
There's just one thing missing
One thing missing
(So pour yourself over me)
(I like the tension, the tension and the spark)
(There's just one thing missing)
One thing missing here is...
Love
song performed by by Darren Hayes
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Missed everything
I missed everything that was connected
It never flooded mind and affected
Yet occupied most of the time
Tears may role out from eyes sometimes
Today we are fully grown up
Be always ready on feet and jump
As life has remained a great challenge
Sometime proving difficult and hard to mange
I missed childhood street plays
When we used to run all over the ways
In rain to rush and have dance in showers
Friends will also run after and follow
How to forget class rooms and colleagues?
Secretly managing all answers and clues
Without the knowledge of class teacher
All notorious guys throwing arrows and playing archers
Mother to run after carrying the food dish
With annoyance and love requesting to finish
But not listening to her and proving difficult
Beaten by stick then with little of insult
Memory passes like film trailer
One after one scene reminds of failures
How I was to prove weak at studies?
All types of taunts from friends and neighborhood ladies
Everything looks like happy journey with lone passenger
Nothing seems hostile in life with any kind of danger
Yet those days remained crucial with bleak future ahead
I was to prove able man when time came to lead
Today I am somewhere on the front line
Managing country’s defense and life line
All loop holes to be plugged in times to come
Memory forces me to smile and welcome
How was I careless and known notorious child?
How all the family members was nice and very kind?
I was taken care of all the demands
Even though punished sometimes in open sky to stand
I wished all the children same
From whatever background they came
They were the loved ones and liked
Sometimes might have been beaten and disliked
I loved each and everything connected with childhood
How people will come and complain about me from neighborhood?
I failed to understand at that time why where they irked for nothing?
One thing was sure that we were all trouble shooters and certainly did something
I have rifle by my side but not at all detracted
I have taken up the position and almost inspected
Some movement across the border is seen with naked eyes
Yet memory hunts to invade me with all its force
By heart I am still child and careless
All innocence not gone yet on the face
I try to become child and slip into sweet memory
Every human being deserves some place and is quite necessary
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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What The Future Holds For Us
What the future holds for us we are not to know
But our past it goes with us to where-ever we go
Your best years in life to the forever gone
But your past in your memory it is living on
Many friends of your past you may never more see
But they do remain young in your memory
And for as long as the gift of memory you retain
Mental pictures of them with you will remain
But the present is what matter as some are known to say
And only in memory we have yesterday
And tomorrow at dawn the songbirds will sing
But who knows what tomorrow for us will bring
But we will live till we die like the sheep or the cow
And we only can live in the here and the now.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Sonnet II: Time does not bring relief
Time does not bring relief; you all have lied
Who told me time would ease me of my pain!
I miss him in the weeping of the rain;
I want him at the shrinking of the tide;
The old snows melt from every mountain-side,
And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane;
But last year's bitter loving must remain
Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide.
There are a hundred places where I fear
To go - so with his memory they brim.
And entering with relief some quiet place
Where never fell his foot or shone his face
I say, 'There is no memory of him here!'
And so stand stricken, so remembering him.
poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
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