Used
This is more than once
Wat more can i say
you used me once
you used me twice
An i am done.
I'm threw
Go take ur problems to sumone who cares.
Cuz i got bad new I no longer do.
Were no longer friends
this one of the first poems i wrote
poem by Heather Noble
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I Have Friends Who Can No Longer Walk
I have friends who can no longer walk
And a friend who can no longer listen to music
And friends who cannot leave the house
And two friends who will never leave the hospice
And friends no drug can completely take the pain from -
It is not good to see one's friends grow old
And become so much less than they were-
It is not good to see one's friends grow old and suffer
And be unable to help them in any real way
It is not good to be old
And see what happens to the people one knows
And wait for the inevitable to happen to oneself-
It is not good to be unable to help in any real way
The friends one cares for.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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I Am No Longer
i am no longer the girl who sits alone
i am no longer the girl without a friend
i am no longer the girl with the knife
i am no longer the girl who looks at sorrow
i am no longer the girl seeking out missery
i am no longer the girl who hates her life
i am no longer the girl wanting everything to end
i am still the girl that is unknown
i am still the girl that follows
i am still the girl thats vile
i am no longer the girl without a smile
i am still the girl who seeks
i am no longer the girl making her life bleak
i am no longer the girl with depression
i am still the girl who seeks affection
i am no longer the girl whos not fun
i am no longer the girl who runs
but those who seek shall find
poem by Megan Watts
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What Do I Do
what do i do- when i'm old and gray
and the years have just slipped away.
what do i do- when i can no longer see
and no one around to comfort me.
what do i do- when friends and family have died.
and there are no more tears to cry.
what do i do- when i can no longer walk.
and no one around, with whom to talk.
what do i do- when i can't collect
all the money i've lent
and my life savings i've just spent.
WHAT DO I DO? i turn to the one
who has always been there
and my problems with who i could share.
i turn to the one who has never forsaken me.
and has made my heart fly free.
i turn to my GOD up above
who is my heart, my soul, my love.
he'll be there when i can no longer see
and his words will comfort me.
he'll be there when i can no longer walk
on that i'm sure he will not balk
he'll be there through my financial strife
and turn everything around in my life.
he is there every step of the way
and on this path- he will not stray.
poem by Louis Rams
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You Are No Longer There!
I no longer hold you like I held you
When I held you...
I no longer want to...in my mind.
I no longer see you like I see you
When I saw you...
I no longer do that, with my time!
Lemonade kisses I licked we onced shared,
I don't even want them anymore...I'm full!
I no longer miss you like I missed you
When missing you...
It's no longer an issue to be defined!
Too messy...
'I no longer love you? ' Bring myself to love you?
Could you bring me peace of mind instead of puzzles
Of your pain...again? That pain...AGAIN? ..NO! '
I no longer hold you like I held you...
Enfolded holding you,
I no longer want to...in my mind!
I no longer see you,
Like I saw you when we met!
I no longer do that...
You're no longer there!
And I have no regrets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Three Small Morning Poems Of Despair
THREE SMALL MORNING POEMS OF DESPAIR
NO POEM
No Poem
No Life
Nothing to write
ALL THE POEMS HAVE GONE AWAY
All the Poems have gone away
Nothing remains
I am lost
And my Life is lost with me.
THE END OF DESPAIR
The end of Despair
No longer here
No longer there
No longer anywhere
The End of Despair.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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How do you know it’s not a hand
It no longer takes your hand
It no longer strokes your hair
It no longer touches your lips
No longer waves hellos and goodbyes
No longer types a message for you
All it does is close your eyes
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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An Old Man Can Be A Poor Man/ An Old Man Can Be A Rich Man
AN OLD MAN CAN BE A POOR MAN/AN OLD MAN CAN BE A RICH MAN
An old man can be a poor man-
He can complain of his pains and problems-
He can think only of all the powers
He no longer has.
An old man can be a poor man
And remember how he loved once
And know he will never love again
And feel infinitely sad at life gone.
An old man can be a rich man-
He can bless the pleasures life still gives,
He can know how to smile,
And know how to laugh-
He can know how to give to those he cares for,
If not of the money he does not have
Nor the physical strength no longer his,
But of the love and the wisdom and the kindness,
He is still blessed with.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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How Much Longer
I'm stuck
Inside
Can't get this done wish I could hide
This scene is really such a pain
I just
Can't see
How this is any use to me
This work is drivin' me insane
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
It's on
My mind
I think I'm runnin out of time
This weight is more than I can take
That clock
Is slow
It's never gonna let me go
This time I need more than just a break
All I really want is to get away (can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
And here I go again (and here I go again)
Wondering when (when)
I can have my time to play
(Can anybody tell me)
(Can anybody, can anybody tell me)
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can play that game
How much longer
Till I'm done
How much longer
Wanna feel the sun
How much longer
I can't wait
How much longer until I can
How much longer until I can play that game
(I want to play that game)
Play that game
(I want to play that game)
song performed by by Yu-Gi-Oh
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Dead Memory
Your memory no longer lingers through my life.
You were there once and now your gone.
Your memory has died like a rose when it is cut from the rest of the world.
Your torns no longer cut my heart.
My voice no longer whispers you name,
I no longer look for you in other people in other faces.
I no longer dream of you or wish that I see you once again.
My heart no longer cries or bleeds for you, not no more.
You no longer haunt my dreams or my memories.
I finally found someone that keeps me warm at night,
I finally found someone who has helped me erase your memory.
I no longer fall and stumble but I now walk tall.
Your memory was a weight that I carried through out time
that now I am free.
I can say that I no longer love you, for you are a dead memory
poem by Elizabeth Gaytan
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If You Need To Extend Your Time To Achieve Success; Just Do It!
To bag success, you need to make a sacrifice.
You need to cut nonsense moves; you must pay the price.
Make good plans, just advance and make moves that are nice.
Have a real good mentor and follow his advice.
Finish the project; precious time you can extend.
Important and helpful meetings, always attend.
From big problems and huge trials, you must ascend.
To the successful people, just openly blend.
If you really need to work longer, just do it!
If you really need to train longer, just do it!
If you really need to plan longer, just do it!
If you still need to study longer, just do it!
poem by Bim Galimba
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Repetoire
There are songs that I no longer play,
even when I’m at practice alone.
The words are to painful to sing
now that I’ve reaped what I’ve sown.
There are places that we used to go,
where I haven’t gone in a year.
The barkeep must think that I’ve died,
As I no longer stop for a beer.
There are friends that I no longer see-
They would only remind me of you.
Phantom pains to an old amputee
Bitter leaves from my garden of rue.
There are songs that I no longer play,
Whose lyrics would stab at my heart.
These days, I’ve been drinking for two.
It’s my solace since we’ve been apart.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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There Will Come A Day / When I No Longer Write
THERE WILL COME A DAY/ WHEN I NO LONGER WRITE
There will come a day
When I no longer write-
No dream of poetry
And no new poems will appear-
The world will have many new poems
As it always does-
But mine will not be among them-
As in life so in poetry
We are in our own small worlds all- only to ourselves-
‘Horseman pass by’ said Yeats as his good- bye.
But who was Yeats,
And who am I?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Valentine day...no longer sweet
No longer am I…
Someone’s valentine
And no longer…
Is there… one of mine
No longer do
My emotions pine
And wither upon
Capricious Cupid’s vine
And sadly…with all this
I no longer miss
Yes…with all of this
I’m fine and dandy
But what I truly miss
Of valentine bliss
Is that now…no longer
Do I get any candy
poem by David Whalen
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Wake Up!
You put your cleanest dirty shirt on
Then you stagger down to meet the dawn
You take a ride upon a bus, its just a fuss
You know it keeps you born
You get to know a morning face
You get to join the human race
You get to know the world
Has passed you by
Who cares? you might be dead
Who cares? you stayed in bed
Who cares? you wrote the note
Who cares? you might have spoke
Wake up!
You take a snack to fill the gap
And then youre ready for another shift
Your attention was diverted
By the girl who smiled and made the lift
The radio is blaring out
Its in one ear and then its out
You didnt notice that the records over
Who cares? you might be dead
Who cares? you stayed in bed
Who cares? you wrote the note
Who cares? you might have spoke
Wake up!
In the road a crowd had gathered
And a man was close to dead
The blood is running down the gutter
While youre yawning, nothings said
His bodys wriggling like an eel
They got no sense, no touch, no feel
Somebody better go and get a blanket
Who cares? you might be dead
Who cares? you stayed in bed
Who cares? you wrote the note
Who cares? you might have spoke
Who cares?
song performed by by Xtc
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Will I Still Write Poems When I Can No Longer Publish Or Post Them?
Will I still write poems when I can no longer publish or post them?
Of course I will-
I wrote poetry for years
when I knew their only readers were hoped- for ones-
I will write my poems
because they are my soul
my confessiion
my expression of deepest feeling
because they give meaning to my life-
I will write poemw as long as I can-
publish or post or not-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Old Child
Child. Old child,
No longer wild;
No longer speaking,
No longer beguiled;
I have become
A quiet old child.
Child. Old child,
No longer cold;
Never an old man,
Always too old;
I have become
An old child tenfold.
Child. Old child,
Forever a child;
Always rethinking,
Always exiled.
I should become
A happy old child.
Child. Old child.
Always soft-spoken;
No longer breaking,
Still being broken;
I have become
An old child, unspoken.
Child. Old child,
No longer bold;
By thinking, rethinking
Of stories untold,
All through my childhood,
I've become... old.
poem by Mihai Cosmescu
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Often there are players who have only football as a way of expressing themselves and never develop other interests. And when they no longer play football, they no longer do anything; they no longer exist, or rather they have the sensation of no longer existing.
quote by Eric Cantona
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i Can Travel On
-I CAN TRAVEL ON-
Lord,
Each day I take these problems
And spread them upon the floor
To just wrap them very carefully
And send them to You, My Lord.
I go over everyone of them
And feel them deep inside.
I wrap each one in paper
Each one for You to hide.
No longer will I see them
No longer their weight, I bear,
Because I've given all to you
And their resolution...You can't share.
My Faith is in You, My Father,
These problems now are gone
And now my life I live again
And, God, I can travel on.......
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
8-10-06
poem by Carolyn Ford Witt
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So I Wrote You A Song
Words and music by bob seger
I woke up with this feeling
There was something I wanted to say
So I wrote you a song.
Lately girl Ive been dreamin
Dreamin bout you all through the day
So I wrote you a song.
Hope the words will be right
When I see you tonight,
Youll know how I feel.
Im no longer alone,
Think Ive found me a home
And I think its real.
I woke up with this feeling
Havent felt it for quite some time,
So I wrote you a song.
All these thoughts Ive been dreaming
Somehow Ive got to make them right,
Got to make them belong.
Everytime that youre here
Everytime that youre near
Everything is real.
Im no longer alone,
Think Ive found me a home,
And I think its real,
So I wrote you a song.
song performed by by Bob Seger
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Longer I Live
LONGER I LIVE
Longer I live more I believe
Blessed is your love from above
For me to treasure beyond measure
On this earth is the truth
Longer I live more I believe
Your heart is ocean of bliss
Spilling all over in my future
Like sun light day and night
Longer I live more I believe
You are gleam of my dream
Melody of song I hum along
Feeling the essence of your puissance
Longer I live more I believe
Your tender touch means so much
Sparkle of joy wings to fly
In world of dreams of sunbeams
poem by Mittur Ramprasad
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