The Frailty and Hurtfulness of Beauty
Brittle beauty, that nature made so frail,
Whereof the gift is small, and short the season;
Flow'ring today, tomorrow apt to fail,
Tickle treasure, abhorrèd of reason;
Dangerous to deal with, vain, of none avail,
Costly in keeping, past not worth two peason;
Slipper in sliding, as is an eelës tail,
Hard to obtain, once gotten, not geason;
Jewel of jeopardy that peril doth assail,
False and untrue, enticèd oft to treason,
Enemy to youth; that most may I bewail.
Ah, bitter sweet, infecting as the poison,
Thou farest as fruit that with the frost is taken,
Today ready ripe, tomorrow all to-shaken.
poem by Henry Howard
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Brittle Beauty
Brittle beauty that nature made so frail,
Whereof the gift is small, and short the season,
Flowering today, tomorrow apt to fail,
Tickle
treasure, abhorred of reason, [fragile]
Dangerous to deal with, vain, of none avail,
Costly in keeping, passed not worth two peason
, [peas]
Slipper
in sliding as is an eel's tail, [slippery]
Jewel of jeopardy that peril doth assail,
False and untrue, enticed oft to treason,
Enemy to youth: that most may I bewail.
Ah, bitter sweet: infecting as the poison,
Thou farest as fruit that with the frost is taken:
Today ready ripe, tomorrow all to-shaken
. [broken]
poem by Henry Howard
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Not today, not tomorrow
I may want to strangle you down
I may want to hit you hard
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may be tempted to break the promise
I could give no damn for all the roses
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may need to bleed out my heart
I may cry out my desperate objection
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could take the short cut way
I could give up the wrong thing
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could blame all mighty god
I could run away and hide
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could be the cold blooded woman
I could be blind for all the reason
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may have to release my anger
I may not have to hold it anymore
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could just walk away
I could leave to you all
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may beat some senses on you
I may challenge your stubborn view
But not today, not also tomorrow
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Make Tomorrow
Put on the dress in which you were married
Pull down the veil til your eyes are hid
Can you remember where we both came from
Let us do as we did
Look at tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Put back the photo under your window
Put down the phone that you hold in your hand
Put away these things that stand in between us
Let us be what we can
When it seems
Hopeless
When it seems
Hopeless
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
What better measure of what you were doing here
Then what you can leave behind
All the children of your children's children
Do you ever think what they're going to find
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the sacred meet the scared
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the dreamer's dream is dared
In each of us
A dream can burn like the sun
Let's try it all one more time
To get this lesson learned
Sitting up in a spaceship
Looking down at the earth
You wonder what they all stuggling for
What's it all really worth
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Tomorrow
Tomorrow it is
Tomorrow we will
See where the roads they lead
Tomorrow's my dream
Tomorrow's the better me
Tomorrow never may be
Looking inside tomorrow's head
Tomorrow pretends to be brain dead
Tomorrow wants me to long for him
I spend today seeing tomorrow's beam
Tomorrow is there
Yesterday's tomorrow is here
Yet tomorrow I seek
My lamp's got enough oil and wick
Tomorrow where are you?
I've seen today but I look out for tomorrow's dew
Not today, I'll take care of that tomorrow
Tomorrow I'm here, tomorrow you're today
From 5years old, I'm 50years old one more day
The hour-glass spins and sands they turn
The clock it ticks, the second-hand warns
Tomorrow is today gone
What have you done? .
poem by Jenim Dibie
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Today - the Yesterday of Tomorrow
today is the yesterday
of tomorrow
today is also the tomorrow
of yesterday
yesterday was the today
of the then tomorrow
tomorrow which is the now today
is the tomorrow of yesterday
what is yesterday's yesterday?
what is the today of today?
what will be the tomorrow of tomorrow?
yesterday made today
today is creating tomorrow
the now today will be the
yesterday of the incoming tomorrow
and that tomorrow will become today
but tomorrow is yet unknown
for there is no today without yesterday
and no yesterday without today
but tomorrow will be unknown
from wired thoughts
marchanism.com
poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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For I Won't Be Around Tomorrow!
Take my body today
for my soul leaves it tomorrow
take my joys away right now
for tomorrow i shall drown in my sorrow
see the rainbow today
thru my eyes
see the simmering light on the sea
look look! at the setting sun
for tomorrow i wont show
feel my love today
make my passion yours
for tomorrow i will be
just a lifeless corpse
hear my hearbeat today
hear my sigh now
for tomorrow
i take the big bow
touch my chin tousle my hair
make me your today
for tomorrow is
another day
and when i am not around
lost never to be found
you shall miss me a lot
and grieve in my memories
i can save you from the miseries today
come come be mine now
let the nature hear our sound
together finally once and last
do it now do it here
before death has its shadow cast
dance with me today
sing with me now
lets forget the why when and how
for tomorrow when your feet fail you
i wont be around to hold you
for tomorrow i wont be around
poem by Karanjeet Lakhanpal
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Tomorrow Is Here
Some would dare to say that there is no tomorrow.
As long as we are alive, there will be another day
To dream, imagine, hope and wipe away our sorrow.
Make the best of every day is the only way
To deal with this extraordinary concept.
Few would candidly accept
That tomorrow is just another day
To giggle, laugh, work, pray and play.
Tomorrow is here, tomorrow is today;
Make the best of it without going astray.
The flowers that you enjoy have a future.
Tomorrow is today. Mother Nature
Will always be here, in spite of the constant changes;
Seasons come and go. We come and go like the seasons,
Which come and go like tomorrow.
Tomorrow is here, plan well today
To alleviate the pains and diminish the worries.
Doomsday is coming for all of us, we can only delay
Its arrival and water down the surprises.
Tomorrow is here, it is just another day.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow
Yesterday I done things that pleased others
Today I do things that pleased myself
Tomorrow is the day I change what I have done wrong
Yesterday I hate things that hurt me
Today I shall change things under my control
Tomorrow I shall do more that I can envisioned
Yesterday I had past my youth era
Today I am wiser than yesterday
Tomorrow I will become a legend because I dare to dream big
Happy are those whom appreciated what yesterday had brought
Happy are those whom plan for things to do today
For tomorrow what might bring us is eternal happiness and peace
Yesterday Time flies so fast without realising we are already dead
Today Wasting our time is wasting our life
Tomorrow Time is valueless and priceless
Let yesterday remind me of the sweet memories of yester years
Let today be my reminder of treasuring our life
For tomorrow may bring uncertainty onto our life
So let us treasure and value our time
Time becomes priceless when we take things for granted
Time becomes meaningless when we face our final moment of our dead
Time becomes tomorrow heaven when we treasure the present moment.
© 2011 Lawrence Hiung
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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Hip Today
Youll be gone tomorrow
Youll be gone tomorrow
Gone tomorrow
Youre preoccupied
With the latest fashion
Hip today, hip today
With wide open eyes
On the next big thing
You can cash in
Hip today, hip today
No never contrived
Its an overnight sensation
A clever disguise
That hides all of your
Pretension
Sallys selling out
Her seashells for souls
Hope I dont die
Before I get old
Hip today
Youll be gone tomorrow
Youll be gone tomorrow
Gone tomorrow
Dancing in your head
Visions of rave reviews
Hip today, hip today
Believing all thats read
Conceiving another guru
Hip today, hip today
Having made your bed
Falling short of filling shoes
Youve been left for dead
cause theres always
Someone new
Sallys selling out
Her seashells for souls
Hope I dont die
Before I get old
song performed by by Extreme
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The Vanity of All Worldly Things
As he said vanity, so vain say I,
Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky;
Where is the man can say, "Lo, I have found
On brittle earth a consolation sound"?
What isn't in honor to be set on high?
No, they like beasts and sons of men shall die,
And whilst they live, how oft doth turn their fate;
He's now a captive that was king of late.
What isn't in wealth great treasures to obtain?
No, that's but labor, anxious care, and pain.
He heaps up riches, and he heaps up sorrow,
It's his today, but who's his heir tomorrow?
What then? Content in pleasures canst thou find?
More vain than all, that's but to grasp the wind.
The sensual senses for a time they pleasure,
Meanwhile the conscience rage, who shall appease?
What isn't in beauty? No that's but a snare,
They're foul enough today, that once were fair.
What is't in flow'ring youth, or manly age?
The first is prone to vice, the last to rage.
Where is it then, in wisdom, learning, arts?
Sure if on earth, it must be in those parts;
Yet these the wisest man of men did find
But vanity, vexation of the mind.
And he that know the most doth still bemoan
He knows not all that here is to be known.
What is it then? To do as stoics tell,
Nor laugh, nor weep, let things go ill or well?
Such stoics are but stocks, such teaching vain,
While man is man, he shall have ease or pain.
If not in honor, beauty, age, nor treasure,
Nor yet in learning, wisdom, youth, nor pleasure,
Where shall I climb, sound, seek, search, or find
That summum bonum which may stay my mind?
There is a path no vulture's eye hath seen,
Where lion fierce, nor lion's whelps have been,
Which leads unto that living crystal fount,
Who drinks thereof, the world doth naught account.
The depth and sea have said " 'tis not in me,"
With pearl and gold it shall not valued be.
For sapphire, onyx, topaz who would change;
It's hid from eyes of men, they count it strange.
Death and destruction the fame hath heard,
But where and what it is, from heaven's declared;
It brings to honor which shall ne'er decay,
It stores with wealth which time can't wear away.
It yieldeth pleasures far beyond conceit,
And truly beautifies without deceit.
Nor strength, nor wisdom, nor fresh youth shall fade,
Nor death shall see, but are immortal made.
This pearl of price, this tree of life, this spring,
Who is possessed of shall reign a king.
Nor change of state nor cares shall ever see,
But wear his crown unto eternity.
This satiates the soul, this stays the mind,
And all the rest, but vanity we find.
poem by Anne Bradstreet
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Vanity of All Worldly Things, The
As he said vanity, so vain say I,
Oh! Vanity, O vain all under sky;
Where is the man can say, "Lo, I have found
On brittle earth a consolation sound"?
What isn't in honor to be set on high?
No, they like beasts and sons of men shall die,
And whilst they live, how oft doth turn their fate;
He's now a captive that was king of late.
What isn't in wealth great treasures to obtain?
No, that's but labor, anxious care, and pain.
He heaps up riches, and he heaps up sorrow,
It's his today, but who's his heir tomorrow?
What then? Content in pleasures canst thou find?
More vain than all, that's but to grasp the wind.
The sensual senses for a time they pleasure,
Meanwhile the conscience rage, who shall appease?
What isn't in beauty? No that's but a snare,
They're foul enough today, that once were fair.
What is't in flow'ring youth, or manly age?
The first is prone to vice, the last to rage.
Where is it then, in wisdom, learning, arts?
Sure if on earth, it must be in those parts;
Yet these the wisest man of men did find
But vanity, vexation of the mind.
And he that know the most doth still bemoan
He knows not all that here is to be known.
What is it then? To do as stoics tell,
Nor laugh, nor weep, let things go ill or well?
Such stoics are but stocks, such teaching vain,
While man is man, he shall have ease or pain.
If not in honor, beauty, age, nor treasure,
Nor yet in learning, wisdom, youth, nor pleasure,
Where shall I climb, sound, seek, search, or find
That summum bonum which may stay my mind?
There is a path no vulture's eye hath seen,
Where lion fierce, nor lion's whelps have been,
Which leads unto that living crystal fount,
Who drinks thereof, the world doth naught account.
The depth and sea have said " 'tis not in me,"
With pearl and gold it shall not valued be.
For sapphire, onyx, topaz who would change;
It's hid from eyes of men, they count it strange.
Death and destruction the fame hath heard,
But where and what it is, from heaven's declared;
It brings to honor which shall ne'er decay,
It stores with wealth which time can't wear away.
It yieldeth pleasures far beyond conceit,
And truly beautifies without deceit.
Nor strength, nor wisdom, nor fresh youth shall fade,
Nor death shall see, but are immortal made.
This pearl of price, this tree of life, this spring,
Who is possessed of shall reign a king.
Nor change of state nor cares shall ever see,
But wear his crown unto eternity.
This satiates the soul, this stays the mind,
And all the rest, but vanity we find.
poem by Anne Bradstreet
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Tomorrow Is Now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
You think the past is behind you
But baby whats that on your back
It looks to me like youre draggin it around
Like a heavy pack
Now we dont live in the present
Were to busy hangin on
To whats been and gone so it comes again
Singin the same old song
Singin na na-na na na
Let it go oh oh
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
What are you going to ask for
What are you going to create
Its in you hands to build your own world
Forget about fate
And I dont need to remind you
Life is short and life is sweet
And before you even know it
Past and future gonna meet
Oh, every day and every way
Good to go oh oh
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Not much to say
Its all been said, anyway
Not much to think about
Just let go of yesterday
Singin na na-na na na
Singin na na-na na na
Let it go oh oh
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Maybe Tomorrow
you ask for today
i do not have
today, maybe tomorrow
i may have tomorrow
inside my hands
wait for another day
or another week
or another year
maybe tomorrow
maybe
i cannot give you today
what i have is this past
that you cannot accept
and i cannot offer you today
because i cannot afford
it.......
today i am nothing
but tomorrow, if you can
wait, i may have tomorrow
whole and full
inside my hands, yes, yes,
tomorrow,
i have lots of these tomorrows
my dreams
my hopes
inside the basket of my hands
clasped by the gentle cups
of my heart
wait, please wait, do not die yet
we still have tomorrow
that is all we have
a bunch of tomorrows
sweet sweet tomorrows
dreams, hopes, wishes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tomorrow will Hatch
When tomorrow hatch
The future is born
Tomorrow is rind in the shell of uncertainty
What tomorrow unknown but the syllable of fate
Tomorrow some will grace
And some will fall
If today stale
Tomorrow might be fair
If today smiles
Tomorrow might be gloom
Tomorrow might not hatch
For some fate are dashed
Tomorrow is like today, but tomorrow
Tomorrow will sleep
Tomorrow is but hope.
poem by Abdullah Musa
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Today and Tomorrow
Today we are toddlers
Tomorrow we will be runners
Today we are followers of teachers
Tomorrow we will be leaders
Today we are kids
Often skid
Tomorrow we will be youth
Try to leap and jump
Make big stride in life
Put an end to social strife
Today we are babblers
Tomorrow we will be speakers
Today we are spectators
Tomorrow we will be players
Shashikant Nishant Sharma 'साहिल'
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poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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Tomorrow People
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Today you say you deyah
Tomorrow you say you're gone
But you're gone so long
If there is no love in your heart - so sorry
Then there is no hope for you - true, true
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
So you're in the air
But you still don't have a thing to spare
You're flying high
While we're on the low o-o-oh
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Tell me now
Tomorrow people, where is your past? No where
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Ten years!
Stop tellin' me the same story
Today you say you deyah
Tomorrow you say you're gone and you're not coming back
If there is no love in your heart oh now
There will never be hope for you
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Ten years!
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, come on
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, come on
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, no soon come
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, soon come
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, today is here
If you don't know your past, you don't know your future
Everyone
Don't know your past, don't know your future everyman
Don't know your past, don't know your future, come on
Don't know your past, don't know your future
How many nations
How many people did that one catch
How many
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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My Depression
Yesterday I made you upset
Today I feel so ungrateful
Tomorrow I'll say I'm sorry
Yesterday I was alone
Today I analyse why
Tomorrow I'll try and forget
Yesterday I said nasty things
Today I cant remember a word
Tomorrow I'll make it up to you
Yesterday I had no energy
Today I'm told I'm lazy
Tomorrow I need to search for motivation
Yesterday I said goodbye
Today I walked out of your life
Tomorrow I'll just have happy memories
poem by Heather Clark
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No Love Without Trust
Today you say I love you too
Tomorrow you would say I hate you
Today you think about me
Tomorrow you would ask who is she
Today you love me
Tomorrow you would want to be free
Today you give me your all
Tomorrow steeling another girl’s heart is your goal
Today I fill your heart and mind
Tomorrow you would ask me to leave the memories behind
Today you hug me when I cry
Tomorrow you would tell me that our love is about to die
There is a big difference between today and tomorrow with you
Which made me lose my trust in you
You would expect me to tell you I love you too
But I will say I’ve lost my trust in you
Even if you are about to let go
I would tell you that I have lost my trust in you
Because when you went away
I took my own way
And learned to live the day by day
I prefer to be alone and get lost
Than to be with a person the cannot be trust
So our love would be filled with dust
Because there is no love without trust
poem by Lara Arnaout
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Beauty today, Ugly tomorrow
Beauty and ugliness everywhere
Beauty in the eyes and mind of the admirer
Ugliness in the eyes and mind of the hater
Transformational reconstruction everywhere,
Driven by muscle and led by mind,
Tomorrow's eyes do not see the same as Yesterday's
Beauty today, ugly tomorrow
No guarantee beauty today will be beauty tomorrow
No guarantee ugliness today will be ugliness tomorrow
No guarantee structures standing today will be standing tomorrow
The world is beautiful by mankind
Man is forever in the chase of dirt
Today I live on my terms, tomorrow I watch and smile or cry
Today may look like tomorrow if wishes were horses
Tomorrow is uncertain
Everything in it is uncertain
Our wish ends in our hearts and minds
Our wish is castles in the air except today,
It is imaginary with no contract for reality
The brain is jelly in the minds of progeny
Our wish is noble in our minds,
Our wish is liquid in the minds of progeny
Today's life is dirt and gold like tomorrow it will be,
Today, tomorrow, yesterday, life is the same,
One purpose for living but different states, tastes and times,
Change is forever rolling by, spicing up states, tastes and times,
A turning wheel with no end
Milestones flashing past, no distance covered,
February 2012
Niki Nkuna
poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna
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Tomorrow Never Gets Here
Why say wait till tomorrow,
Tomorrow never comes,
you get up you go to sleep,
And its today and always today.
There`s no tomorrow.
So why is it called:
Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow,
Tomorrow never gets here.
we are stuck on today for ever and ever.
Wrote about what everyone does :)
poem by StaceyLeigh Olner
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