British Library Reflections
Take time from Time for line from line grows not,
Hell’s weight awaits, the creeping Reaper snaps
Entwinèd threads. Sped, dead men need no maps -
Closed is hope’s door, uncounted beaded knot.
On other subjects dwell, for, soon forgot,
Man’s transient triumphs wither. Death entraps.
Most stillborn live, their passing seen as lapse
Of taste or circumstance ‘twixt grave and cot.
Now, in the Present, find fresh wings, and spot
Great future from above, avoid collapse.
Remember Lethe’s unplumbed depths perhaps
Answer the ‘why? ’ – one’s ‘I’ is passing dot.
Ventures may be gained, ignore the night,
Enjoy existence, enter into light…
poem by Jonathan Robin
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British Library Reflections - 0483 - The Common Grave
Take time from Time for line from line grows not,
Hell's weight awaits, the creeping Reaper snaps
Entwinèd threads. Sped, dead men need no maps,
Closed is hope's door, uncounted beaded knot.
On other subjects dwell, for, soon forgot,
Man's transient triumphs wither. Death entraps.
Most stillborn live, their passing seen as lapse
Of taste or circumstance ‘twixt grave and cot.
Now, in the Present, find fresh wings, and spot
Great future from above, avoid collapse.
Remember Lethe's unplumbed depths perhaps
Answer the 'why? ', one's 'I' is passing dot.
Ventures may be gained, ignore the night,
Enjoy existence, enter into light.
poem by Jonathan Robin (15 November 1991)
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Truths
How many truths
are just figments of our mind?
When we say I love you,
is it a truth or just a line?
Only the future knows the answer
in its passing of time.
We live in a world
where it’s hard to tell
that what is said
is a truth or just a line.
Only the future holds the answer
in its passing of time.
28 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Loves On The Line
Tell me baby
Have we lost everything that we had before
What do you do in the day
When I walk out the door
I can see you made up your mind
And I know our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
With each passing day
I gotta watch more and more what I say to you
I can feel your eyes looking through me
As I sit at the table at dinnertime
I can feel our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
I watch our kids
Growin up, going to school
Is there anything else for us now
Are we both just fools
Wasting our precious time
At night we lay in bed
But its like youre not even there
Theres something real bad
Going wrong somewhere
Last night I heard you cry
And I know our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line, our loves on the line
Loves on the line
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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My Death
My death waits like an old roue
So confident, Ill go his way
Whistle to him
And the passing time...
My death waits like a Bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
We drank for that -
The passing time..
My death waits like
A witch at night
As surely as our love is right
Lets not think of that or the passing time
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits like a beggar blind
Who sees the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime
For the passing time...
My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times
Before it ends
Lets not think about
And the passing time..
My death waits there, between your thighs,
Your cool fingers will close my eyes,
Lets not think about the passing time.
For whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For in front of that door...
There is you.
My death waits there among the leaves
In magicians mysterious sleeves,
Rabbits and dogs, and the passing time...
My death waits there, among the flowers
Where the blackest shadows cowers
So lets pick lilacs
The passing time..
My death waits there, in a double bed
Sails of oblivion and my head
Lets not think about
The passing time.
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do...
Angel or devil, I dont care
For, in front of that door...
There is you.
song performed by by David Bowie
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Light Fades Out
Light fades out...
The day is over.
My ancestors saw this,
Rolling of day and night,
To get into the black hole
Of past, not to return ever.
Time eats time and pushes
Time into tunnel...
You may tell of hope,
The desire to live,
For the next day..
But, when time melts,
The cells of this
Decaying flesh
Deny to survive..
An irresistible
Longing to live, to
Breathe the air of this
Wonderful earth doesn't
Work, the last day comes
To throw us in history,
Of a common man....
He was like this, or
That...with the passing
Of time those words too,
Fade out, the present, past
And future all become
One, same for us all...
poem by Nilakshi Das
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A Passing Feeling
Everything is gone but the echo of the burst of a shell
And I'm stuck here (I'm) waiting for a passing feeling
In the city I built up and blew to hell
I'm stuck here (I'm) waiting for a passing feeling
Still I send all the time
My request for relief
Down the dead power line
Though I'm beyond belief
In the help I require
Just to exist at all
Took a long time to stand
Took an hour to fall.
I'm stuck here (I'm) waiting for a passing feeling
Stuck here waiting for a passing feeling
Still I send all the time
My request for relief
Down the dead power line
Though I'm beyond belief
In the help I require
Just to exist at all
Took a long time to stand
Took an hour to fall
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Having A Good Time
Me and my buddies were going to get drunk
Were going to go out on the town
Well be checking it out, slipping it in
And stepping out of line
You know everybody likes to get a little crazy
In their own particular way
But my buddies and I we go over the top
And were going over again today
Well be having a good time
Passing the by-line
Having a good time
You know its a rock and roll pastime
It might be typical, topical or maybe tropical
That doesnt mean anything
If youre political, practical
Then its improbable, that you do anything
But me and my buddies we like to go crazy
We like to go over the hill
Hey, woman will you be there, because my buddies and I will
Having a good time
Passing the by-line
Well be having a good time
Its a rock and roll pastime
Hey, snowy...play a bit for me
That was snowy white
And he likes err...it in the night
The next to play
I must say, is scott gorham
And away...
Well be having a good time
Passing the by-line
Having a good time
Its a rock and roll pastime
Lets play that one more time
Hit me with that drum brian
Hit me as hard as you can
Oh yes, thats they way I like it
Do it again, do it again, lets do it again
Having a good time
Oh yes I like this
Having a good time
Typical, topical, who cares?
Having a good time
Political, practical, impossible
Having a good time
Dont ask me why jack?
Having a good time
Ho! ho! ho! ho! ho!
Having a good time
Having a wild time
Having a good time
Im slipping on the inside
Having a good time
Thats fine having a good time
Having a good time
Drinking beaujolais
No that doesnt rhyme
Having a good time
Im talking from the top of my head
Having a good time
To the bottom of your soul
song performed by by Thin Lizzy
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Passing Through
I saw jesus on the cross on a hill called calvary
Do you hate mankind for what they done to you?
He said, talk of love not hate, things to do - its getting late.
Ive so little time and Im only passing through.
Passing through, passing through.
Sometimes happy, sometimes blue,
Glad that I ran into you.
Tell the people that you saw me passing through.
I saw adam leave the garden with an apple in his hand,
I said now youre out, what are you going to do?
Plant some crops and pray for rain, maybe raise a little cane.
Im an orphan now, and Im only passing through.
Passing through, passing through ...
I was with washington at valley ford, shivering in the snow.
I said, how come the men here suffer like they do?
Men will suffer, men will fight, even die for what is right
Even though they know theyre only passing through
Passing through, passing through ...
I was with franklin roosevelts side on the night before he died.
He said, one world must come out of world war two (ah, the fool)
Yankee, russian, white or tan, he said, a man is still a man.
Were all on one road, and were only passing through.
Passing through, passing through ...
(lets do it one more time)
Passing through, passing through ...
song performed by by Leonard Cohen
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Time crimes
She drove as I fiddled with the radio.
I was stealing looks at her,
young, fresh, clean.
and oh my god her cleavage was hypnotizing.
Her eyes had the same sorrow as mine.
The wounded,
they know each other when they see each other
instinctively.
Like 2 sick junkies passing each other on the street.
They can just TELL.
You can see the emptiness where something or someone use to be.
Spending time with her was like stealing from death.
It was time taken out of time.
She, young and beautiful,
Once she held my corpse and said
'We are the same, you and I'.
I laughed,
A harsh,
mean, laugh that said
'You're right, we are. But that's none of your business'.
She sat on the grass
legs out stretched,
I would lie my head on her thighs.
She looked down at me and sweetly said
'Do you love me a little? '
A line from a film I had intrduced her to.
I answered with:
'What time is it? '
It was all time out of time.
Time stolen from the jaws of death
The death that nibbles away the hours,
the minutes,
the seconds of our lives so slowly we rarely even notice.
Laying there,
in the grass,
in the park,
we were co-conspiritors
stealing time from time
stealing it from death itself.
Stealing time from each other.
Such a fine line,
it occurs to me as I write this
between 'stealing' and 'wasting' sometimes.
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poem by Brevet Wilson
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That Moment Of Time Gives The Meaning
Time passing by like a river in spring time,
Time always runs and never looks back,
We hold onto time and we use it,
But time is never ours, even when we wanted it to be so much.
With every second passing by,
Now we desperately hold the moment, soon it will be gone,
We shouldn't waste those precious moments,
Once it's lost, we'll never get it back.
There is time for hope,
To love, to remember, to enjoy, to forgive,
There is time, we shouldn't lose,
There is time for everything.
Do not let time be wasted in vain,
Without time, there is no meaning,
Use that time to make a mark in your life,
That moment of time gives the meaning.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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The Promise That Nothing In Us Here Is Wasted....
the next journey is when we carry nothing
although we want to carry a basket of flowers
or a a memory of love & friendship
the rule says it clearly: you carry nothing with you
we are light as air passing by a flash of images of all time spent
the past that we let go with a smile (or perhaps some sighs)
the present drips from our fingers like water from a faucet
and the future the comes with wings and light and faith
that nothing ends without any meaning at all
that somehow every inch of our existence is justified
in the shores of eternity.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Walking On A Thin Line
Sometimes in my bed at night
I curse the dark and a pray for light
And sometimes, the lights no consolation
Blinded by a memory
Afraid of what it might do to me
And the tears and the sweat only mock my desperation
Dont you know me Im the boy next door
The one you find so easy to ignore
Is that what I was fighting for?
Walking on a thin line
Straight off the front line
Labeled as freaks loose on the streets of the city
Walking on a thin line
Straight off the front line
Take a look at my face, see what its doing to me
Taught me how to shoot to kill
A specialist with a deadly skill
A skill I needed to have to be a survivor
Its over now or so they say
Well, sometimes, it dont turn out that way
Cause your never the same when youve been under fire
Dont you know me Im the boy next door
The one you find so easy to ignore
Is that what I was fighting for?
Walking on a thin line
Straight off the front line
Labeled as freaks loose on the streets of the city
Walking on a thin line
Straight off the front line
Take a look at my face, see what its doing to me
song performed by by Huey Lewis And The News
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Remember! Remember! Remember!
As you look in the mirror remember;
Remember as clock bells chime.
Remember, remember, remember
You’re living on borrowed time.
From the future you borrow the present
With nothing but an I.O.U.
Remember there’ll be a payback
When all the presents come due.
So cherish all your loved ones.
Never forget to say,
“I love you, I need you, I want you
Each in your very own way.”
Gaze at the brilliant sun
Or marvel at each cloud formation.
Every fleeting moment enjoy
This wondrous, yet transient creation.
From January through June to December
Remember! Remember! Remember!
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Welcome To Hell
Come on in, son, have a seat
Don't mind the screams, Don't mind the heat
It's been like this 'round here for a long, long time.
We haven't had the chance to meet
But i've heard about you on TV
And i think we're gonna get along just fine.
i can't help but notice, you look somewhat surprised.
Did ya think son, after what you've done, The Lord would let you slide?
[Chorus]
Welcome to Hell, your new home
You did the crime now you'll do the time
Right where you belong
Welcome to Hell, end of the line
Your final sin, got you in
And now your soul is mine
Welcome to Hell
i hope for your sake you're the kind
That can stand to burnburn 'till the end of time
'Cause that's exactly what you're gonna do.
There's some lots left on the lake of fire
Where we send your kind to retire
And i picked out a nice little hot spot just for you.
I got one last thing to tell ya
And let me make this clear
I don't know what you've been told, But there ain't no virgins here
[Chorus]
Welcome to Hell, your new home
You did the crime now you'll do the time
Right where you belong
Welcome to Hell, end of the line
Your final sin, got you in
And now your soul is mine
Welcome to Hell
Welcome to Hell, boy
Welcome to Hell, end of the line
Your final sin, got you in
And now your ass is mine
Welcome to Hell
Welcome to Hell, boy
You're gonna love it
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Welcome To Hell
Come on in, son, have a seat
Don't mind the screams, Don't mind the heat
It's been like this 'round here for a long, long time.
We haven't had the chance to meet
But i've heard about you on TV
And i think we're gonna get along just fine.
i can't help but notice, you look somewhat surprised.
Did ya think son, after what you've done, The Lord would let you slide?
[Chorus]
Welcome to Hell, your new home
You did the crime now you'll do the time
Right where you belong
Welcome to Hell, end of the line
Your final sin, got you in
And now your soul is mine
Welcome to Hell
i hope for your sake you're the kind
That can stand to burnburn 'till the end of time
'Cause that's exactly what you're gonna do.
There's some lots left on the lake of fire
Where we send your kind to retire
And i picked out a nice little hot spot just for you.
I got one last thing to tell ya
And let me make this clear
I don't know what you've been told, But there ain't no virgins here
[Chorus]
Welcome to Hell, your new home
You did the crime now you'll do the time
Right where you belong
Welcome to Hell, end of the line
Your final sin, got you in
And now your soul is mine
Welcome to Hell
Welcome to Hell, boy
Welcome to Hell, end of the line
Your final sin, got you in
And now your ass is mine
Welcome to Hell
Welcome to Hell, boy
You're gonna love it
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Why Do I Write
People often ask me why do I write,
unfortunately I have no answer.
I started when I was eighteen
when my then girlfriend
said we were through.
I said to myself
if the Beatles can do it why not try it.
I was lonely with nothing else better to do
and it all progressed from there.
The more I wrote the better I got
and now I don’t even think about it
as the ideas just come to me
and I write them down quickly before they pass.
When I started, my parents said
it was just a passing phase,
but here almost half a century has gone by
and that seems like some long passing phase.
Of course as I progressed, I experimented
with poetry, short stories and novels,
now my back library seems endless
and still I write more and more
jumping from one subject to another.
If I knew why I do it,
I’d bottle it and sell it
probably making a fortune on the way.
Sadly, the answer eludes me,
all I know is, I just sit with pen in hand
and the words come automatically
with line following line until I am through
no matter what facet of writing I am working in.
I never question myself about it,
but just let it happen and feel happy that it does.
Maybe sometime in the future
some scholar will give an answer to why I do it.
24 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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New American Classic
You've got to get better.
Say it's all in your head.
We could live through these letters
Or forget it all together.
See the months they don't matter.
It's the days I can't take
When the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away.
Just ask the question.
Come untie the knot.
Say you won't care,
say you won't care.
Retrace the steps
As if we forgot.
Say you won't care,
Say you won't care.
We try to avoid it,
But there's not a doubt,
And there's one thing I can do nothing about.
Well all that we need is just a reaction,
It's too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore
If chasing our dreams is just a distraction,
I want to remember when I know that I can't go back.
Just ask the question.
Come untie the knot.
Say you won't care,
say you won't care.
Retrace the steps
As if we forgot.
Say you won't care,
Say you won't care.
We try to avoid it (Try to avoid it),
But there's not a doubt,
And there's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing about.
(Finally)
Just ask the question (Just ask the question).
Come untie the knot.
Say you won't care,
Say you won't care.
And retrace the steps (Retrace the steps)
as if we forgot.
Say you won't care.
Say you won't care.
We try to avoid it (Try to avoid it),
But there's not a doubt
And there's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing,
There's one thing I can do nothing about.
song performed by by Taking Back Sunday
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I Forgot
Hey, it’s been so long since I have seen you.
I had to think awhile just to remember you.
I forgot the brightness in your smile.
I forgot gleam that shines in your eyes.
I forgot the soft sweet taste of your lips.
I forgot the way you used to make me move my hips.
But wait minute before you try to ease in my arms.
Because I do remember why we did part.
I remember the harsh names that you used to call me.
I remember the hurt you used to cause me.
I remember the last time we were together and you
nearly choked me to death. So you can keep
on walking cause the abuse I remember.
Don’t you even think that I forgot?
Hell Awaits
[Backwards: "Join us" x times]
[Welcome back]
Existing on damnation's edge
The priest had never known
To witness such a violent show
Of power overthrown
Angels fighting aimlessly
Still dying by the sword
Our legions killing all in sight
To get the one called Lord
The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see
There's no price to pay just follow me
I can take your lost soul from the grave
Jesus knows your soul can not be saved
Crucify the so called Lord
He soon shall fall to me
Your souls are damned your God has fell
To slave for me eternally
Hell awaits...
The Reaper guard's the darkened Gates
That Satan calls his home
Demons feed the furnace where
The Dead are free to roam
Lonely children of the night
There's seven ways to go
Each leading to the burning hole
The Lucifer controls
Priests of Hades seek the sacred star
Satan sees the answer lies not far
Zombies screaming souls cry out to you
Satanic laws prevail your life is through
Pray to the moon... when it is round
Death with you shall then abound
What you seek... for can't be found
In sea or sky or underground
Now I have you deep inside my everlasting grasp
The seven bloody Gates of Hell
Is where you'll live your last
Warriors from Hell's Domain
Will bring you to your Death
The flames of Hades burning strong
Your soul shall never rest
The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see
There's no price to pay just follow me
I can take your lost soul from the grave
Jesus knows your soul can not be saved
Sacrifice the lives of all I know they
Soon shall die
Their souls are damned to rot in Hell
and keep the fire growing deep inside
Hell awaits...
song performed by by Slayer from Hell Awaits
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Tears
Our love girl is going through changes
I don't know if I'm alive dead dying
Or just a little jaded
Someone throw me a line
You know I need it I need it bad
Lost in a maze of my own making
No way out that I can find
Send home your hard working jury
I'm going down this time
You better believe it yes you had
So if you hear me crying
Or talking in my sleep
Don't be afraid
It's just the hours that I keep
We gotta love to last for a million years
A love that could never fade
Through the tracks of your tears
All I can do is hope that you will see me fall
Do your best to smash my picture on your wall
Forgive me baby
Absolve me my dear
I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears
I've seen the future in the tracks of your tears
Of your tears
All those tears
I cast a shorter shadow with every passing day
no time to think I'm just fading away
Some kind of magic in all your hopes and fears
Shows me the future through the tracks of your tears
song performed by by The Stone Roses from Second Coming
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