Time
Time
Time may play its game,
Love may change its place,
It may lack its zest,
It may disappear without notice.
What remain are the
Silent hours, the speechless moments, the
Whispers of yesterdays,
Gaining strength to celebrate
Our tomorrows,
And-
Outpace our todays.
For now, close your eyes
Until you see me,
And,
Never speak of love,
Your silence will say it loudly.
Oh, how I wish
I could freeze time
When I am with you.
poem by Ibrahim Ibn Salma
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Todays Teardrops
Gene pitney
Todays teardrops are tomorrows rainbows and tomorrows rainbows we will
Share me and you so dry your eyes, little girl, dry your eyes,
And were gonna see skies of blue yeah, yeah, yeah
Had a tough time gettin started, maybe youre just a little downhearted
All you gotta do is a count to 10, baby youll be smiling when,
Todays teardrops are tomorrows rainbows and tomorrows rainbows we will
Share me and you so dry your eyes, little girl, dry your eyes,
And were gonna see skies of blue yeah, yeah, yeah
Instrumental
Key change-
Gonna be just a love of gladness, dont wanna hear nothin bout sadness
Come a little closer come a to me, with each kiss youre gonna see
Todays teardrops are tomorrows rainbows and tomorrows rainbows we will
Share me and you so dry your eyes, little girl, dry your eyes,
And were gonna see skies of blue yeah, yeah, yeah
Todays teardrops are tomorrows rainbows and tomorrows rainbows we will
Share me and you ....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Love The Time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
You have for you
Love the time you spend outside
Because this nice weather won't last very long
Fall is on its way soon
Love the time
To listen for the song of the birds
This might be the last time
Love the time
You have to reflect on your life
Love the time
You are worshiping God
Love the time that you are discovering your feelings
Love the time that you are learning about yourself
Love the time
Your soul waits in silence for God only
He is your rock and your salvation
Love the time
To dream
Love the time to paint a picture in your mind
Love the time
When you have a positive attitude
Love the time
When you are in the valley of the shadow
You will fear no evil
Because you are with God now
Love the time
Because you belong together with God
Love the time
That you are being yourself
Love the time
That you are moving on
And doing better things to improve your spirit
Love the time that you are gaining your trust back
Love the time that you are gaining self respect
Love the time that you are building your self esteem up
Love the time that you are watching the gold star at night
Love the time that God carried you to solidarity
Love the time that God will bear you up
So that you will not strike your foot against a stone
Love the time that you saw the great light
Because there were people that were sitting in the dark
And you were the lucky one
Love the time that God has opened up the door for you
Love the time that God has given you a chance
Love the time to know that the past is a part of you
Love the time that God is comforting you when you are sad
Love the time when you see writings on the wall
That you can read
Love the time to enjoy your freedom
Love the time when you are flying on the airplane
And looking out through the Airplane window
The sunset in the sky
Love the time when you sing out the blues
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time that God will set you free
Love the time when the sun will rise early in the morning in the summer
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time to know that age is no barrier to beauty
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The Last Time
She walks the wire
Start to ending
But the wheeze is someone else inside her head
She swallowed fire
While pretending
That the flame has long been dead
And now love is just a stranger in her bed
She said this is the last time
I wont be back
Ill take a cab home
Before the second act
This is the last time
Ill turn that page
No more tomorrows
Im full of empty yesterdays
Now cousin sydneys such an outcast
Cause his parents ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
An angry young man is on the warpath
Theres so many things hed change
If only hed been better bet-all tell-all hank
He said this is the last time
I wont be back
Ill take a cab home early
Before the second act
This is the last time
Ill change my ways
No more tomorrows
And the things Id wished Id always changed
In a shiny perfect world
Dashing boy gets girl
Are you one of the lonely ones
Seems I cant remember when
Or just how long its been
Since Ive been waiting for that train that never comes
And we said this is the last time
I wont be back
Ill take a cab home early
Before the second act
This is the last time
Ill turn that page
I left the opening rather early
Before they left the stage
This is the last time
I change my ways
No more tomorrows
Im full of empty yesterdays
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ooohh
song performed by by Sheryl Crow
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We Could Have Been
Today at work I overheard a name
I knew it wasnt yours but it touched me just the same
It felt so good to have you in my mind
I guess Im the sentimental kind
I wonder who you became
Did you change the world
Or play the game
We came so close to love back then
We could have been
You were so brave when I was shy
I made you laugh when something made you cry
And I dont think we ever said goodbye
Now Ill always wonder why
I wonder who you became
Did you change the world
Or play the game
We came so close to love back then
We could have been
A time or two
I thought about calling
But something always gets in the way
Maybe Im afraid youd really answer
What would I say to you
I wonder who you became
Did you change the world
Or play the game
We came so close to love back then
We could have been
We could have been
song performed by by Vince Gill
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When Love Becomes A Game
When love becomes a game
You are bound to see
Winners and losers
But how painful would be
If the one who gave it all
Turn out to be the loser
It is not fair
It is not right...
Life, like love itself
Is also like a game:
With its own set of rules
With its ups and downs
Happy moments and sorrows
And whatever comes along...
Sometimes you are weak
Sometimes you are strong....
In love like in life
There is time to smile
There is time to cry
Now I realize
That love is part of life
And things always change
After all, nothing
Remains the same...
A game is a game
Either you play it or you don't
One must follow its rules
With time and patience
To be able to beat it
And definitely WIN!
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Yesterdays Love
Yesterday love felt fantastically right
He killed it as the clocks struck midnight
Now he wants to be friends
Play a game of pretend
Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait
Yesterdays love was strong
As romantic as a sweet classical song
No indication of darkness in the passing light
He killed the love as the clocks struck midnight
Now he is the perfect stranger
Operating again as a lone ranger
Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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No Time To Kill
Theres no time to kill between the cradle and the grave
Father time still takes a toll on every minute that you save
Legal tenders never gonna change the number on your days
The highest cost of livins dyin, thats one everybody pays
So have it spent before you get the bill, theres no time to kill
If wed known ten years ago today would be ten years from now
Would we spend tomorrows yesterdays and make it last somehow
Or lead the cheers in someone elses game and never learn to play
And see the rules of thumb are all the same that measure every day
The grass is green on both sides of the hill, theres no time to kill
No time to kill, even Ive said it and probably always will
But I can look ahead and see that time aint standin still
No time to kill but time to change the kind of hurry Ive been in
And quit this work and worry lookin back at where Ive been
If you dont look ahead nobody will, theres no time to kill
If we had an hour glass to watch each one go by
Or a bell to mark each one to pass, wed see just how they fly
Would we escalate the value to be worth its weight in gold
Or would we never know the fortunes that we had til we grow old
And do we just keep killin time until theres no time to kill
Repeat chorus twice
No time to kill
No time to kill
No time to kill
song performed by by Clint Black
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Name Of The Game
No one believes me
Someone conceived me
A fluke in the night of obscurity
Played by millions simulcast by a few
A city no lights such a great view
Its all very strange its the name of the game
(chorus 1)
Its all the same its never gonna change
Its the name of the game
Over and over and over again
Time after time after time
Over and over and over again
Love is the name of the game
Come around and see me analyze or analogy
Ill give you a clue what you really need
If things get bad then things can get worse
Remember surrender remember the verse
Its all very strange its the name of the game
Its all the same its never gonna change
Its the name of the game
Over and over and over again
Time after time after time
Over and over and over again
Love is the name of the game
I say hold on tight
Say hey youre doin it right
As I wish for a full dream flight
Night after night Im a knight
Over and over and over and over
And over and over again
Time after time after time
Over and over and over and over
Love is the name of the game
And then it came to me
Its just a game to me
Love is the name of the game
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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That nobody knows
I know that nobody knows
what the future really holds
and that the yesterdays stay behind
and the tomorrows wait for themselves
and I only ask: give me today.
Let me now read love
in your eyes
and let this day be
like the only time
that I am here.
Nothing I can do to yesterday
and about the tomorrows
only destiny knows
which determines it
and here and now
is what I actually have.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sorry
Todays a reason for living
Todays the blood from a stone
Todays a light from a candle
Helping us to find our way home
Today we carry each other
Today the past is a freak
Todays a time for forgiveness
You were never that good to me
(welcome to this world of mine)
Im sorry, I cant lie
Im wasting too much time
Drowning Ive been blind
But Ive opened up my eyes
Sorry, I cant lie
So I just say goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Yeah
Todays tasting the honey
Todays the strike of a match
And todays the lines in the pavement
Helping us to find our way back
Todays the crosses we carry
Todays the strength that we need
And todays the hand of an angel
You were not the kind to believe
(welcome to this world of mine)
Im sorry, I cant lie
Im wasting too much time
Drowning Ive been blind
But Ive opened up my eyes
Sorry, I cant lie
So I just say goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Yeah
Oh what a day, oh what a day, oh my god
Oh what a day, oh what a day, oh my god
Oh what a day, oh what a day, oh my god
And oh my god, and oh my god, yeah
Today we carry each other
Today we do what we should
Todays a time for forgiving
Today I wish I could...
Im sorry, I cant lie
Im wasting too much time
Drowning, Ive been blind
But Ive opened up my eyes
Sorry, I cant lie
So I just say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Another bye, goodbye, goodbye
Another bye, goodbye, goodbye, yeah
Another bye, goodbye, goodbye
Another bye, goodbye, bye
song performed by by Our Lady Peace
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Time For Everything
we all have the time for everything…
a time to play and a time to sleep
a time to move and a time to be stiff
a time to cry and a time to laugh
a time to be weak and a time to be tough.
a time to doubt and a time to trust
a time to agree and a time to contrast
a time to be slow and a time to be fast
a time to fade and a time to last.
having twenty four hours a day, we have…
a time to be good and a time to be bad
a time to be mad and a time to be glad
a time to be silent and a time to be loud
a time to be down and a time to be proud
a time to be smart and a time to be dumb
a time to be hurt and a time to be loved
a time to be honest and a time to lie
a time to live and of course a time to die.
poem by Frieda Taller
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To Incinerate Sophists, Go Jump to the Fire First to See if it Burns Hard
And if through the fire that burns
Undyingly into the night
You see
That I am here now, brushing onto
Someone else’s cracked lips,
Then know
That it is over
And that the love
That lasts for a thousand hours have gone
To fallen ashes
Of liquor spilt grass
Listen, in your mind, jeering,
Victory to the university
And love torridly
Worn out by your self-induced vices,
Notice, my dearest,
That there is a time for everything
As Solomon and Elliot,
And out there even—a God!
There is a time to weep
There is a time to laugh
THERE is a time to love
There IS a time to love
There is A time to love
There is a TIME to love
There is a time TO love
There is a time to LOVE!
There is a time for you to bear
Difficulty holding on
To the writ tragedies you romanticize
And then…
There is a time to love
There is always a time to love
A time for me
For me to love him
Out of my last breaths he,
By no means of doubt,
Takes away
Silent Nation
Shake the hand of time
With the builders of stone
Are you recognized?
You're not going home
Have to find a hideaway
So turn up the neighbors
The eagle is listening today
It's not up to me
To change what has been done
It's not up to me
A speechless world looks on
It just has to be!
Silent nation
No longer have a name
A number will do
Cutting the wires of doom
'Cos they're watching you
Raging in thought
Mouthless, the millions obey
So call off your dogs
You preachers of what we can say
It's not up to me
To change what has been done
It's not up to me
A speechless world looks on
It just has to be!
Silent nation
In a silent nation
We must change what has been done
It's a travesty
Silent nation
It's not up to me
To change what has been done
It's not up to me
A speechless world looks on
It just has to be!
In a silent?
song performed by by Asia
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Time Of Life
Time of Life
Precious, endless, unstoppable, time.
Days turn to nights
Todays into yesterdays.
What is, was and what could be, is.
Take time to live your life in full
Take time to smell a flower
Take time to pick up a child
Take time to play
Take time to laugh, and sadly enough
Time to cry.
Your future will soon be your past
Your past just a memory.
So do not try to stop time
For you will only stop yourself
From living at your fullest
Take time to bundle up your losses
And
Turn them into gains
Without ever looking back at what was.
And be so grateful that you do have that time
…The time of life.
poem by Fab Ricciardi
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Treasured First Time
I'll put on the box of memories
My first time to say 'I love you, Ma and Pa'
My first time to open my eyes in this world
My first time to cry breathlessly
I'll put on the box of learnings
My first time to feel the so-called 'Love'
My first time to accept God
My first time to ask forgiveness
I'll put on the box of success
My first time to stand on my own
My first time to celebrate victory
My first time to earn money
I'll put on the box of overcomings
My first time to feel broken-hearted
My first time to lose my direction
My first time to feel like discriminated
Until the day I close my book
I could have a great look
Once in my time
I have just completed my boxes of lifetime
poem by Sheldon Allen Saluta
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I Wish You Were Here
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
Some time has come now, some time has passed
But things still look the same
Is heaven all above, and paradise below
And the questions still remain
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish you were here
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, it seems like Ive been through this before
Well we loved you then, I guess we always will
We love you still from here
Birds of a feather always stay together
And never separate, no fear
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How could you disappear out of here?
I wish for something, I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
Footsteps, I can hear footsteps in the hall
I hear footsteps, seems like Ive been through this before
If all the world was turning blue and gold
Like through your eyes so clear
The time has come to celebrate our past
And crystalize this sphere
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
Ooh, can we see you?
Ooh, are we near you?
How can you disappear out of here?
I wish for something
I wish you were here, I wish you were here
I wish you well
There will come a day
Oh some day our day will come
Our day will come, our day will come
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song performed by by Simple Minds
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Love Sonnet 185 My love, speak not to me of yesterday,
My love, speak not to me of yesterday,
Of withered rose and long gone ecstasies,
Neither of dreams nor joys that naught did stay,
But of today, where start new fantasies;
If love must hold against Time's adverse flow,
Whilst outer frills all fade like leaves in Fall,
Embers must blaze for eyes to see their glow,
And sprouts should grow new foliage to install;
Once we awake midway of severed dream,
God only knows if same resumes again,
For love could opt to change horses midstream,
If much wiser than choosing to refrain;
......My Yesterdays are kept, though out of date,
......Which Todays cannot find to emulate.
.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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We Celebrate Silence
I write to you only
In poetry now
Letters are useless
Our poems contain
All the silence between us
Wherein we remain
Poems are the songs
Of church morning bells
Lyrics are scriptures
Of soft evening rain
The choruses ring
On the craters and hills
In echo, again and again
We make love and listen
We laugh when it's funny
No judgments to sweeten in
Vaseline and honey
We never use words
Language is absurd
For transactions of touch
Where blood rises unheard
Now we celebrate silence
It causes no fuss
Love and only Love
We will let speak for us
And with all time erased
Your hands recall my face
And kisses speak to you
In every quiet place.
poem by Frank Bana
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Everytime I Close My Eyes
Do you remember,
The time we used to spend,
Doing what, we used to do back then,
But the only thing,
Thats different now,
You wont admit your love,
Thats if you love me again.
Every time I close my eyes,
The visions reappear,
And when I wake up youre not there.
Could you fall in love with me again?
Cause all I see is you,
Every time I close my eyes.
When you look at me,
I wish that you were mine once again,
Cause now I love you,
More than I did then.
And im hoping.
That we can mend it all back,
Cause when were together,
The spark is there and the flame comes
Back.
Chorus
Should I say this to you,
And just let it go,
Tell you what I feel,
And just let it show,
No matter how hard
That I think this through,
My feelings are the same,
Im in love with you.
Chorus
Cause all I see is you,
Every time I close my eyes,
Every time I close my eyes,
Every time I close my eyes.
song performed by by Vanessa Amorosi
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Quiet Thunder
The whisper comes
so close
feather light
on my face,
warm
to my cheek,
a low
Quiet Thunder.
Whispers
are where intimacy lives
where moments freeze
where time is mesmerizing;
all faculties
peak;
alert
anticipating another
whisper-leaf tone
falling
to my ear
still half asleep.
But the content is clear;
someone is whispering
'I love you'
Only the intimacy
which comes on
whisper wings
floats true.
I imagine
God's first call
was
a whispering one.
That Love's first utterings
were not loud
but soft
rustlings
from a softly lilting heart.
Sadly too.
my moms last words
were whispers;
her breath
wispy
tailing off
whisper lost.
Most of my real moments-
small child hurt
or comforted-
come in whispered tones
or moments said
'You'll be alright.'
All in all
its clear
whispers come
when the soul speaks
which is why I listen
to the Quiet Thunder
they represent.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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