Dare to Live
Today might be the day you die.
So seize each opportunity
That’s offered you and don’t ask why
But grasp each moment eagerly.
Why vacillate and hesitate.
Waste time wondering if you should
You will regret when it’s too late.
You did not do it when you could
We all do things that we regret.
We have to make our own mistakes
Learn lessons that we won’t forget.
Experience is all it takes.
Take a chance do it today
Another chance won’t come your way.
26/07/2009
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Mistakes
Time is something we would all like to control;
with it, we could change the destinies of our lives.
We could go back to amend the mistakes we have made,
helping where we should have helped, but did not to our regret.
If we had the chance, would it make us better than we are today?
I doubt it very much, for we would never move forward.
We would still be learning,
or at least trying to learn from the first mistake we made.
Better, we move forward and learn to help others
not to make the same mistakes we made.
poem by David Harris
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What If You Could? (would you?)
Could you undo what has been done
What would the world be like tomorrow?
Could you simply lose what’s been so hard won
Would there be more happiness, or more sorrow?
Had you chose a path, that you chose to shun
Would your world be the least bit brighter?
Had you lingered in shadow, or basked in the sun
Would the load that you now carry be lighter?
Were you offered the chance to go back in time
Would you refuse, vacillate, or be eager?
And if you eagerly opted for that second chance
Would the returns be rich or be meager?
Would you trade your same old tomorrow for a brand new today,
If you knew not what the new day would bring
What if the new day today was much like the same old tomorrow?
Would the new day’s delight, in sorrow take wing?
If you could tear out the pages of the diary of your life
And new pages, beg, steal or borrow
If you could undo what already tis done
What would your world be like tomorrow?
poem by David Whalen
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What Hurt the Most Is
What hurt the most is
That you are making me jealous by dating someone else and not me
I do everything I could to prove too you that we belong together, but
It turns out that nothing I make you give me a chance
What hurt the most is
You breaking my heart every time I tell you I like you
I just want to cry and be sad
If I know I can't have you
I can't never love anyone else, but you
I want to be with you forever
Nothing will ever make me stop loving you
So please understand how I feel and give me a second chance
I can't stand it anymore
What hurt the most is
Being around you and getting to know you so well
I pretend that I'm ok when I'm not
When I'm around you, I act like I'm ok because
I don't want you to know how I'm feeling
It's hard to deal with the pain not having you everywhere I go
It's still harder to getting up, getting dressed, and living with this regret
If you give me another chance, I can make it right this time
What hurt the most is
I didn't make the right choice that day
I just talk, smile and laugh
I rude my only chance to be with you
This is one regret that I can't never forget
If this won't work with all I'm trying to say or do to get you to be with my side
I need to let go and move on
I want to spend all my time with you before I won't never see you again
What hurt the most is
Being around you and getting to know you so well
I pretend that I'm ok when I'm not
When I'm around you, I act like I'm ok because
I don't want you to know how I'm feeling
It's hard dealing with the pain not having you everywhere I go
It's still harder getting up, getting dressed, and living with this regret
If you give me another chance, I can make it right this time
What hurt the most is
poem by Christina Phan
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A Life Is Lived The Way It Is Lived
A LIFE IS LIVED THE WAY IT IS LIVED
A life is lived the way it is lived
I did what I did
And made mistakes
Maybe most of it was a mistake
I don’t know.
I told myself always
The one thing I would never do
Is regret.
Regrets I don’t have
But the tone of regret now touches all I do
And some deep sadness says
‘I should not have failed so much.’
G-d who gave me this one life
And so much time
And so much opportunity
G-d who gave me my chance truly.
Can I blame You,
If I did not make it?
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Forget Today
Forget today my tired soul
imagine you never said those destructive words
another person no longer sees your worth
but tomorrow brings a reason to hope
Forget today my tired soul
pretend you hadn't created your own downfall
you've lost the chance to make a friend
but there's always a chance to make ammends
Forget today my tired soul
wipe the tears that fall from your eyes
Love has once again overlooked our door
but one day her sweet face will be seen again
Forget today my tired soul
don't dwell on the pain that lives within
the clouds are bleak and the sun seems so far away
but I promise you someday we'll have our moment to shine
poem by Deana Rode
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Live For Today
Show me the road and I will find my own
and you build the bridges and I'll burn them down.
So far away and all alone I roam
I'm taking chances in the here and now.
And all you wonder is who's for sale
but you won't know now and I won't tell.
You're always hiding, throwing up your hands
while heroes ride again.
God only knows all the places I've been
but I love this life that I'm live'n in and
I won't look back to regret yesterday.
We're not handed tomorrow
so I'll live for today.
Another day and yet another's done,
spending the life living within the past.
I'll take the chance before the chance has gone.
you never know when it will be your last
But still you wonder who's for sale
you won't know now and I won't tell.
You're always hiding, throwing up your hands
while heroes ride again.
God only knows all the places I've been
but I love this life that I'm live'n in.
I won't look back to regret yesterday.
We're not handed tomorrow
so I'll live for today.
We'll never know it When we run out of time until it's all over with
and there'll be nowhere to run.
We'll never say it but we're over our heads and we're drowning inside
all of these things we've said.
God only knws all the places I've been
but I love this life that I'm live'n in.
I won't look back to regret yesterday
cuz we're not handed tomorrow
so I'll live for today.
God only knows all the places I've been
but I love this life that I'm live'n in.
I won't look back to regret yesterday
cuz we're not handed tomorrow.
so I'll live for today.
song performed by by 3 Doors Down
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Live your day...
Today, forget your past;
Today, don't worry about tomorrow.
Today, the life is vast;
Today, forget the joy and sorrow.
Today, don't belong to any caste;
Today, fill in your prevailing hollow.
Today, live in minute;
Today, work in the moment.
Today, the hero stands high;
Today, there's no time for a sigh.
Today, persevere in today;
Today, is the moment.
poem by Aashish Kalra
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Today or Never
It starts now
Right here
Today
You may have made mistakes in the past
But if you try to fix them now, today
They may not last
People say this may be your only chance
But trust me you have more
It’s up to you if you’re going to take the 2nd chance or not
No, you can’t start over from the beginning
But you can start now
Right now
For every wrong you did make it up with a right plus one more
Then you can really even the score
If you don’t start today
Then when will you ever start
You didn’t start right at the beginning
But you can change the end
By starting today, now, or never
poem by Lia Kiss Jackson
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Regrets of A Dead Man
In this pine box I now regret all the things I didn’t do
Busy with myself, I never heard other points of view.
My world grew around me instead of the other way.
Now I’ve no chance to learn what that world had to say.
Just yesterday my world was teeming with forevers.
Then in an instant cruel fate severed my endeavors.
If I had another chance, how different I would be.
I’d be a part of other worlds and learn from what I see.
With time so precious, important things would be done.
My world could be for others with love, respect and fun.
But sadly here I lie hoping that there is a heaven’s gate,
Knowing my life could have been a heaven
But sadly it’s now all too late.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Don't Make Me
Don't make me angry,
Don't make me sad.
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me bad,
Don't make me afraid,
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me nice,
Don't make me good,
You'llk regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me happy,
Don't make me laugh,
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me learn,
Don't make me run.
You'll regret,
Doing it.
Don't make me mad,
Don't make me aggrevated,
Or I'll,
Kill you...
poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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What You See Is What You Dont Get
Dont know what youve got, not till you lose it
You had my love but you only abused it
Ive had enough of all your excuses and lies
You can look but dont you touch
You played around girl, much too much
You had it all but you gave it up
Its too late
What you see is what you dont get
You had your chance and then you blew it
I was the one you never knew it
Now its time to forget
What you see is what you cant have
Youre missing out and that is too bad
I was the one who had the last laugh
And all youve got is regret
I made up my mind, showed your true colours
One of a kind? no youre just like the others
Im saying goodbye to all your excuses and lies
And now theres nothing left to say
So why are you standing in my way?
And dont go begging me to stay, its too late
What you see is what you dont get
You had your chance and then you blew it
I was the one you never knew it
Now its time to forget
What you see is what you cant have
Youre missing out and that is too bad
I was the one who had the last laugh
And all youve got is regret
What you see is what you dont get
Are you a fool or have you got it yet?
You had it all and then you threw it all away
song performed by by Rick Astley
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I Forget
All my doctors and friends
Have concocted these theories
Weary of seeing me day after day
On the edge of my bed
Leery of living
My laughter on hold
My sadness on stay
And it's been this way for quite a while
Yes, I forget how to smile
I'd like to rely on my old game and yet
Even that I forget
It's not there, I regret
Couldn't get up today
I pretended a fever
Any excuse but the truth will do
I don't lie very well
No I'm not a deceiver
But I can't bring myself to admit that I'm blue
And it's been this way
For quite a while
Yes, I forget how to smile
I'd like to rely on my old game and yet
Even that I forget
It's not there, I regret
The clock and the calendar
Both an assault
Time goes so slow
It must be my fault
I act like I'm okay
When I'm not okay at all
I forget what to do
I forget what it all means
Don't remember if love ever really felt good
I forget to be here
And not in-between
I'd put on a good show
If only I could
And it's been this way for quite a while
Yes, I forget how to smile
I'd like to rely on my old game and yet
Even that I forget
It's not there, I regret
I forget
song performed by by Carly Simon
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I Died Today
Today is the day,
I'm going to die,
Today is the day,
You made me cry,
Today is the day,
You're going to regret,
Today is the day,
I'm going to forget,
Today is the Day,
I died...
poem by James Rektor
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Too Late
Too late we listen,
too late we learn.
Too many years
when the fires did burn.
It all seemed cozy.
It all seemed warm.
We let time slip away
and then did form
a comfortable way to move along,
never asking, 'Is anythng wrong? '
Too late we listen,
too late we learn
to show compassion and show concern.
There were no signs to recognize.
There were no tears formed in the eyes.
We did not ask what we wanted to know.
We contented ourselves with when we go
we won't have to confront these things today.
They'll all be gone when we pass away.
Too late we listen,
too late we learn
and then we yearn
for another chance
to help discern
what was wrong?
poem by Edwina Reizer
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A Simple Message To My Friend
ask me if
i regret some things
in my life
i will say yes
ask me if
i need this option
to be back to
the past and
change the things
that i regret
i will tell you
no,
I've learned from
my past mistakes
and
i do not want to
change them
anymore
what i treasure much
are the lessons
of the heart
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Regrets
I have done things wrong,
I will never forget.
But I cannot live,
A life of regret.
I am not a bad person.
But I have done bad things.
When a guitar gets broken,
You can change it's strings.
Life can be a song.
You can choose to dance.
Or you can sit in a corner.
And not take a chance.
It can be an adventure.
It can just be mundane.
You can dress it all up.
Or just leave it plain.
You can live for the moment.
You can live in the past.
You can live for tomorrow.
Or all you've amassed.
You can live for it's gifts.
You can live for it's treasures.
You can live for it's pain.
Or live for it's pleasures.
You can live it for Jesus.
Or live it for you.
You can live it for everyone.
Or just for a few.
And when it all,
Comes to an end.
Will you feel it's been true?
Or just been pretend.
Will you feel like you gave it,
Gave it your best.
Or did just what you had to.
Like all of the rest.
Did you make a difference?
Or did you blend in.
Did you look forward to where you were going?
Or stuck where you'd been?
Did you take life by the horns?
Or did it take you?
When things got real tough?
Just what did you do?
Did you sit in a corner?
Did you mope, did you cry?
Did you simply give up?
Did part of you die?
Did you fight the good fight?
Did you give it your best?
Did you go through your journey?
And complete your quest.
So live for the moment.
And never forget.
Don't let life shape you.
By what you regret.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Regret's A Cold Companion
Regret's no consolation
For things no longer near
Regret's no panacea
For problems that were clear
Regret's a backward looking
For things that were to last
For hopes that were to happen
Now firm stuck in the past
Regret's a cold companion
Regret's a dulling force
Regret finds its own dominion
In that process called divorce.
poem by David Keig
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I Want You Back
I want you back again
to give things another try,
I’m sure we can learn
from our mistakes the first time around.
We got married in a rush
in the first flush of romance
never waited to get to know
one another that well.
Neither of us wanted to give and take a bit,
our shouting could be heard
half way down the street.
Both of us wanted more
than the other wanted to give,
we never settled on a compromise.
Now I want you back again
to give things another try.
I’m sure it will be better
from the lessons we’ve learnt.
If we walk this time instead of run,
just take one-step at a time,
try and be more tolerant towards one another
I’m sure it will workout
and all we have to do is try.
Do we take another chance
or is this our final goodbye?
7 September 2009
poem by David Harris
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Promises Are Made To Be Kept
Today I have made myself this one promise...
Not to make anymore.
Promises are made to be kept.
And why should I make them to myself?
Of late...
I have not made a promise,
I have yet to keep that was met.
I am getting older.
And those who are doing this,
Know how moody the elders get.
And promising myself,
I will not get upset...
Is as worthless as those attitudes I get into.
To then forget the reason 'why' I am so cranky.
Or who it was I promised,
What was done whether consciously or not...
Someone will have reason to regret.
And often it was me on the receiving end!
Yes.
So today,
Without delay...
I have made myself this one promise,
Not to make anymore.
Promises are made to be kept.
And why should I make them to myself?
Especially,
Since I promise myself to remember...
Where I leave my keys.
And it takes me at least an hour to find them.
Only to realize...
All that time they have been in my pants pocket.
'OH.
Oh...I...uh.'
So today,
Without delay...
I have made myself this one promise,
Not to make anymore.
It's embarrassing enough,
To accuse someone else...
Of stealing them.
Although I can display,
Awesome humility!
And having the ability to use my advancing age,
Is not beneath me.
Whatever works...
Not to appear to be thought of as a jerk!
'You know...
I thought that was change in my pocket,
I was going to ask you if you needed.
Before I let those 'keys' let me lose my concentration!
If you're going to be here for a while,
I'll be right back!
You need anything while I'm out? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Many Things That I Regret
There are many things that I regret
Like
Blowing my nose
And observing the contents
of the tissue sheet paper
Just to see the colour
Of my nasals mucous
And the interesting shape
That it takes
When ejected
From both of my nostrils
(Snowman yellow)
Or
Putting my fingers
in the Peanut butter Jar
To taste the paste nectar
on my finger tip prints
As the little brown glue
Sticks onto my flesh
And I lick for a bit
To enhance the flavour
That sweetens my lip
(After I have cleaned my hands from the handkerchief of course)
Perhaps its
Dancing on the roof
On Saturday morning
At the crack before dawn
As mine starts to fawn
Wearing only underwear
Hoping someone will watch
As I march around the gable
To an audience of one
In a very crowded stable
(My heads a country of euphemisms)
I regret lots of things
Never acting when I should
To Be the hero of my film
Always waiting for a chance
To complain about the mess
That I create for always waiting
For a date with all my mistakes
And wishing for a past
That is bright retrospect
But grey in circumspect
When I should stay on presents track
Yes
These are things I regret
But the one thing I regret the most
Was not saying I love you to the girl who was my soul
poem by Kevin Patrick
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