Code Eye Still Codicil - 1906
No needle's eye for camel's head
accepts belongings from earth bed,
nor threads decode vain codicil
to concretize departed will.
When weep-sleep sunders living, dead,
there's no more time to look ahead,
no time to reminisce until
the cows come home, for time stands still.
Still, once this mortal clothing's shed,
one doubts if houri banquets spread,
one doubts red devils fear instill
with fire and brimstone overkill.
Eat, drink, be merry, butter bread,
is optimal advice instead
of words whose wisdom can't fulfill
all takers of life's doctored pill.
What may one leave when empty page
bears witness to closed curtain, stage
forever silent, echo dumb,
if not advice by rule of thumb.
But may advice, however sage,
e'er guarantee the living wage,
whatever's said whan all is done,
vain vein, pain, artery, plain numb?
Lie's and or truth to youth or age
subjective arguments engage,
while what's guaged right by old world's sum
is left behind by days to come.
Some lend support where others rage,
some freedoms feel to others cage,
poetic harmony stays mum
when taste is wasted, depth can't plumb.
As things were rarely they'll remain,
can't stay pure gospel free from stain,
as strange change waits upon mankind,
hallowed assumptions soon unwind.
New networks now rewire the brain,
replacing hard left logic's reign,
right brain relationships now mind
steer from traditions misaligned.
What leave which won't deceive or strain
ability to help some gain
an insight in the land of blind
for one-eyed king of any kind?
No easy answer may one train
attention on, win/win unfeigned:
we temporal displacement find
distorts perceptions left behind.
Therefore, when all is said and done,
few diamonds shine at end of run,
for some stay thrifty, others haste,
to substance set on road to waste.
One man's poison's one man's meat,
same tools give victory or defeat,
what one retains in shrine encased,
another treats as coin debased.
One prefers to learn, one feels
experience earned no vice conceals,
another's Janus double-faced
is found with confidence misplaced.
The only counsel sense may seem:
'Unto thyself stay true... and dream! '
(5 September 2009)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Rain
I woke up and you made me see
You and I we can never be
All the things that we wanted to
So I set you free
Here we are, point of no return
Never thought it would crash and burn
Started out with the best of intentions
I never learn
What is it that I never find
I just want a little piece of mind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why is it that I never find
All the things that I left behind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
So let's drink to the life ahead
Standing tall just like you said
Only this time it's someone else
That is in my bed
When you left I had much to say
But today time has come to pay
And i know how hard it is just
To fly away
What is it that I never find
I just want a little piece of mind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why is it that I never find
All the things that I left behind
Am I back on the endless road to nowhere
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
Why did you leave me standing
Why did you leave me standing
I'm standing tall just like you said
I was trying to see the life ahead
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
You said we would last forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain?
I just tried to make you see
Why did you leave me standing there
in the rain
We were meant to be forever
Was everything I said to you all in vain
When did we become just me
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Make Haste
Make haste, make haste, no time to waste,
the sandman’s on the move!
The minutes chased, missspent, misplaced,
swift scattered are, remove
from life the paste thats interlaced
with love to leave the groove
by others faced with fears encased
within themselves! Improve
your chances paced by those who’ve raced
where most may fear, disprove
the double-faced, minds [s]oft, effaced.
let no one disapprove
Strong spirits graced with soul true, chaste,
which ever must reprove
all evil based on base, poor taste, -
which ever seeks to prove
Good may be traced, Right be embraced
in confidence – for you’ve
the need to haste to truth, yes haste,
for Time is on the move!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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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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Sanatorium
Welcome to where time stands still
No-one leaves and no-one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labelled metally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see my freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred
Sleep my friend and you will see
That dream is my reality
They Keep me locked up in this cage
Can't they see that why my brain says rage
Sanatarium
Leave me be
Sanatarium
Just leave me alone
Build my fear of what's out there
Cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that I'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
He's getting better, can't you tell?
No more can they keep us in
Listen, dammit, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell
Sanatarium
Leave me be
Sanatarium
Just leave me alone
Sanatarium
Just leave me alone
Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, it's such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again
song performed by by Metallica
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Welcome Home
Welcome to where time stands still
No one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
Just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, no windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred
Sleep my friend and you will see
That dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
Cant they see its why my brain says rage
Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Build my fear of whats out there
And cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
Assuring me that Im insane
They think our heads are in their hands
But violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
Hes getting better, cant you tell?
No more can they keep us in
Listen, damn it, we will win
They see it right, they see it well
But they think this saves us from our hell
Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Fear of living on
Natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
Got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill, its such a friendly word
Seems the only way
For reaching out again.
song performed by by Metallica
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Trust
To trust someone
To be trustable one
To love without doubts
To beloved
without whys
Do not forget my friend
Every relationship in our life Is based on trust and faith
You can't love and beloved
If the trust between you is lost
So keep this advice in mind
Be aware my friend
To not betrrayed Someone's trust that can hurt your pride
I want you to always feel proud
Once the trust is lost Nothing could help you in vain
To gain back again
The lost trust to gain
Between two hearts the flame
Of love so soon turns to ashes and pain
Respect of love gets lost
The meaning of love when foist
Only the bad memories stay
They always remain the pain
There in the minds will be left
Those painful memories and the woundful honesty and the trust
With every mention of love
They always bleed in hearts
While the love is lost
Nothing else is left
Just bitter memory of love
Filled with hate and blame
When the pride of love
Will forever cry Alone in the flame of the self blame
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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True Friendship
To me white lilies signify.
Ceremonies when people die.
The sad occasions we attend
to mourn a relative or friend.
When duty calls we must obey.
Although we’d rather stay away
from all the pomp and the pretence
but hesitate to give offence.
That all must die we do accept
we go to demonstrate respect
and by attending show support.
A vain attempt to give comfort
to loved ones who are left behind.
The dead are deaf and dumb and blind.
The service ends the mourners leave.
Then they are left alone to grieve
in their own time in their own way.
We know there’s nothing we can say
which will alleviate their distress.
Their sense of loss and hopelessness.
To me white lilies signify
ceremonies when people die.
Though later when you need support
most do not spare a single thought
for you except the faithful few
willing to spend time with you.
In the same way they’ve always done.
So that you won’t feel so alone.
They say that passing time will heal
the sore distress which you now feel.
I know too well it isn’t true
That’s why I’m always here for you
A friend on whom you can rely
if you need to talk or cry.
I know what you are going through.
Because my friend I’ve been there too.
White lilies quickly fade away
Good friends do not they’re here to stay.
You are my friend I care for you
and am prepared to show I do.
14-Jul-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Miserable Lie
So, goodbye
Please stay with your own kind
And i'll stay with mine
There's something against us
It's not time
It's not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I know i need hardly say
How much i love your casual way
Oh, but please put your tongue away
A little higher and we're well away
The dark nights are drawing in
And your humour is as black as them
I look at yours, you laugh at mine
And "love" is just a miserable lie
You have destroyed my flower-like life
Not once - twice
You have corrupt my innocent mind
Not once - twice
I recognise that mystical air
It means : i'd like to see your underwear
I know the wind-swept mystical air
It means : i'd like to see your underwear
What do we get for our trouble and pain ?
Just a rented room in whalley range
What do we get for our trouble and pain ?
...whalley range !
Into the depths of the criminal world
I followed her ...
I need advice, i need advice
I need advice, i need advice
Because nobody ever looks at me twice
Nobody ever looks at me twice
I'm just a country-mile behind
The world
I'm just a country-mile behind
The whole world
Oh oh, oh ...
I'm just a country-mile behind
The world
I'm just a country-mile behind
The whole world
Oh oh, oh ...
Take me as you go
Oh oh, oh...
Take me as you go
Oh oh, oh ...
I need advice, i need advice
song performed by by Smiths
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Rhyme & Reason
Oh well oh well so here we stand
But we stand for nothing
My heart calls to me in my sleep
How can i turn to it
'cause i'm all locked up in this
Dark place--
And i do not know i'm as good as dead
My head aches--
Warped and tied up i need to kill this pain
My head won't leave my head alone
And i don't believe it will
Until i'm dead and gone
My head won't leave my head alone
And i don't believe it willl
Until i'm six feet under gound
How long i'm tied up
My mind in knots--
My stomach reels in concern for what i might do or
What i've done
It's got me living in fear
Well i know these voices must
Be my sould i've had my grave
Lying wired and shut and quiet in my grave
Leave me here
Leave it to me to waste here
So young and here i am again
Talking to myself
A tv blares
Oh man
Oh how i wish i didn't smoke
Or drink to reason with my head
But sometimes this thick confusion
Grows utnil i cannot bear it all
Needle to the vein
Needle to the vein
Take this needle from my vein my fiend
I said
In my grave
Lying, lying cold in my grave
The reason--my reason
Take my head off this terror
The fearing won't come back
I can't see my mind's all wiped clean
The needle
Make my great escape
I seem caught in time
My head leaves me behing
Body fall cold
And i have seen heaven
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Good Advice
Open the window I need some air
So many people and theres such disorder here
Familiar faces found out lies
Turn to the street now I watch the passers by
I wonder what they recognize
And what theyd recommend to fill my days
Possessions start to wear me down
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Instead they harbor secret thoughts
They break through windows that have twice been locked
I have to walk to wear me out
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
I throw my arms and pray to leave
I gotta head for love like is inside me
My lips press tight so not to drown
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Im nervous
Give me some good advice to wear me down
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Heart
(diane warren/robbie buchanan)
We said we'd try again
But trying's not enough
Acting like strangers
Ain't no way of making love
It's never gonna work
It's time we stop pretending
It's time to turn the page
All stories need an ending
It makes no sense to stay
Livin' my life in yesterday
I'm leaving, i'm leaving
And i'm begging you
Heart, don't change my mind
Oh, heart be strong this time and try
To help me tell him goodbye
It'll only bring pain for us to stay
Oh, heart it's hard for you i know
Let me, let him go
Don't let me think about
How good it was before
I know you'd try anything
To keep me from that door
It's hard to leave him
When you've loved him for so long now
How can i walk away
If you're still holding on now?
I've finally found the strength
Look at me, i can finally say
It's over, it's over
So, i'm begging you
Heart, don't change my mind
Oh, heart be strong this time and try
To help me tell him goodbye
It'll only bring pain for us to stay
Oh, heart it's hard for you i know
Let me, let him go
It makes no sense to stay
Sad that it has to end this way
It's over, it's over
Heart, don't change my mind
Oh, heart be strong this time and try
To help me tell him goodbye
It'll only bring pain for us to stay
Oh, heart it's hard for you i know
Let me, let him go
Heart, don't change my mind
Oh, heart it's hard for you i know
Let me, let him go
Let me, let him go
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Not A Lot To Do
Sunday afternoon
Not a lot to do
Think of all
The places I could be
People I could meet
Life so small
I'm watching drops of rain
On my window pane
Empty streets
And no one knocks around
No one goes to town
I'm a-going out
Sick of staying in
Living life
With worries on my mind
Waste away the time
Days that I was born
Closed up all the doors
So restricted
Put my life of shame
Through the window pane
Now I'm blessed
Cause god created Sundays
So we could stay in
And watch the rain fall down
I lay on my bed
I feel all left out
I switch off my head
And I can live on my own
And stay in all day
And watch the rain falling down
I lay on my bed
I feel all left out
And switch off my head
song performed by by Zutons
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Dream palace
Let there be dream palace to live in
no restriction and to feel free in
not as isolated ward or sultry palace
all my angels come in with open face
I wish it to open for general public
There is some reason and logic
How many secrets and stories behind?
People have remained unknown or simply blind
Only kings and queens spent happy days
Had their own luxurious time and different ways
I too wish it for all my fairies of the tales
Come with open wings and very good smiles
I will wish it to happen in child stage
Where no one may mind my little age
I shall make laugh free and very loud
The clouds may go away with big sound
Rain may dropp few light showers
Garden may witness new flowers
Nature may sprang good surprise
I will enjoy it as very good prize
Toys of all kinds may stand scattered
I shall watch them without words being uttered
I shall prefer silence and do not disturb
Their arrangement and offer no curb
How much excitement in small eyes?
No more question with so many whys
I shall watch them depart and silently come
Always with wide open arms and welcome
I consider this age free from blame
I may pray for it and often claim
Let it happen in full knowledge of brain
And store it in memory as and when came
I wish to lie down on ground
Along with toys around and to be found
Some to be intact and some to be broken
But I can understand what they have spoken
I want my parents to watch from the distance
It may frighten my angels at once
They may leave me in haste
I wish them to remain my friends as best
I can see the immense love
When they come here and finally drove
I shall miss them once for all
Even when they depart at final call
They may not come at all and stay
As my age is driving me away
I may get some sense of growth
Not to be called child or as youth
Leave me not behind for only age
I may miss it as having been put in cage
I shall be hunted for pretty consideration
I won’t be able to answer for any of the questions
I wish them to happen again an again
Let moon may not offer any rain
I have yet to learn and gain
When they will come finally in
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Success Story fo M 'lady Ernestine
She was as timid as a mouse.
Kept firmly under mothers thumb
she very rarely left the house.
Her mother taught her she was dumb.
But mother died and she was free
to do the things she wanted to.
None to frown disapprovingly
and tell what her she had to do.
An innocent of twenty three
Although she lacked self confidence.
She was still wise enough to be
well guided by her common sense.
She knew that she must take it slow.
There was so much she had to learn,
so many things she did not know.
Each hurdle she would take in turn.
She was resolved to seek advice
but was not sure where she would find
Although she could afford the price,
Advice that was both wise and kind.
Her mother’s sister Aunty Jean
was who she took her troubles to
A lady who had always been
disapproved of by mother too.
So Aunty Jean took her in hand
and showed her how she ought to dress.,
Wise enough to understand
that her young niece felt helpless.
A lifetime under Mothers thumb
had left its mark indelibly,
A problem she must overcome
before she was completely free.
to be the woman she should be
They worked together as a team
moving forward very slowly
But in due course fulfilled her dream.
Now with her new found confidence.
She was a woman self possessed,
well made up and smartly dressed.
Her mother’s ghost now laid to rest.
Freed from her mothers influence.
No longer dowdy and afraid.
Epitome of elegance
She was a model highly paid.
Though mother would have disapproved
well armoured in her prudishness
that she was wrong her daughter proved
By her own efforts a success.
Mothers do not always know best
Although they always think they do
I think this mother failed the test
She knew less than she thought she knew.
12-Aug-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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It Has Always Been You - Pt2
Part 2
The days did pass by and as I was growing up with age
You would sometimes come and offer advice like a sage
especially when found out doing naughty things some days
by my elders, at the time, being not agreeable to their ways.
They would, by inflicting pain, try and get the message across to me
that what I'd been doing was particularly not very pleasing to see.
Those were the times when I would hide and cry my heart out,
wailing with remorse and anguish I would doubt You were about.
Blaming You for my misfortunes I would try and close the door
not accepting Your existence and then declaring a private war.
When all would become quiet and my mind's rage did subside
You would try and reason with me to put all my weapons aside.
Often were the times when I would listen rapt with awe,
to words of wisdom coming from deep in my heart's core.
Little did I know, at the time, that they would prove to be true,
as only to realise, much later in life, that they came from You.
Yet then, many a time, I had the temerity to pass You by
and meeting with troubles and difficulties wondered why.
The hardships I encountered seemed only to confirm in my mind
that You were a figment of my imagination better left far behind.
My alienation from You increased to such an extent,
as I grew up, becoming a storehouse of ill-content.
Associating with those very much in the same boat,
I began to drift and sink in life's tide rather than float.
Such was my plight, I realised, turning my back on You
ignorantly, yet willingly, tangling with a desparate crew.
That worldly ocean contains very many surprises in store,
for the unwary traveller, going away from the home shore.
By living an unnatural existence in a stormed-tossed sea
it's everyone for themselves disregarding their humanity.
But there were the moments when You would shine through
via members of my family and others advice on behalf of You.
Little did I heed though, what they would concernedly tell,
as I plunged headlong into a self-created, God forsaken hell.
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poem by George Krokos
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All The World
All the world's forgiving the change is all around
And people everywhere have seen the light in what they've found
It's a happy place in the human race
When all our lives are lived forgiving
All the world's for living when love is what you find
Despair and loneliness you've got to leave them far behind
Tell the clouds to go let the feeling show
It's great when life is full of living
Everyone's aware they know to change the world we've got to care
And people all should know should have happened long ago
Or could it be that I just now found out
Life is meant to share and it means the same thing everywhere
Living everyday, helping people on their way
Cause sometimes life gives everyone some doubts
Can I have time? Is it right what I feel?
At times I doubt what I normally know is real
But right now I don't know what to do
And it's all because of you
I could tell you if I knew that you'd believe
As slight and elusive as life sometimes is
Right or wrong as we both know we all can be
I could never have denied that I need you by my side
'Cause without you life don't seem that much to me
I can see an old man cry, it's his time to die
And life no longer gives him any breaks
He hasn't got a home, no one to call his own
Still he tells no one that it is more than he can take
When the time is so unkind, an empty future plays in your mind
When the darkness cries out to you, can you escape it?
What can you do?
All the world's forgetting the hate that filled our hearts
The times of selfish reasoning that keeps all apart
This world was meant to share, let them know you care
By making someone's life worth living
All the world's believing that this felling's got to stay
till all the world is living
till all the world is giving
till all the world is loving every day
song performed by by Kansas
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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This Time Of Night
We all feel the same
All pleasure nothing to gain
Ive known you from the start
Ive grown used to your wooden heart
Now you know my name
You search your empty brain in vain
If you dont change your ways
Youll end up here with me unraised (? ? ? )
Without you theyll never know
Without you my life wont flow
Without you theyll never show
Without you the night wont go
Without you Im left alone
Without you Im on my own
Without you I lay in pain
Without you Ive gone insane
Now you must decide
What goods a lie when youve nothing to hide
Maps theyll never show
Theyre dumb like you, they never know
Its time we said goodbye
Bury your head and silence your cry
Know the feel of pain
Join our world and play our game
Without you theyll never know
Without you my life wont grow
Without you theyll never show
Without you the night wont go
Without you Im left alone
Without you Im on my own
Without you my lifes a waste
Just for you I wrap my face
Without you Im left alone
Without you Im on my own
Without you I lay here in pain
Without you Ive gone insane
Whatever you may think of me
Dont ever take my dignity (x4)
Whatever you may do to me
Dont crucify my dignity
song performed by by New Order
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Glory To The Brave
Snow is falling down on this glorious land
Colours fading, turning into white again
To fallen heroes angels sing, they cry their winter tears
Endless mourning days will turn to years
So this is goodbye, I take leave of you and
Spread your wings and you will fly away now, fly away
Now
Nothing on earth stays forever
But none of your deeds were in vain
Deep in our hearts you will live again
Youre gone to the home of the brave
Every solemn moment I will treasure inside
Even though its hard to understand
T hat a silent wind can blow the candle out
Taking everything leaving the pain far behind
You call out my name, but your voice is fading
Into the wind, embraced, youll fly away now, fly away
Now
Nothing on earth stays forever
But none of your deeds were in vain
Deep in our hearts you will live again
Youre gone to the home of the brave
My eyes are closed I feel youre faraway ( so close )
Far beyond that shining star
I know youll find what youve been fighting for
Far beyond that shining star
Down on bended knee I pray, bring courage to these souls
Makeem live forever in the heart of the bold
So I say farewell my friends, I hope well meet again
When time has come to fall from grace
So this is goodbye, I take leave of you and
Spread your wings and you will fly away now, fly away
Now
Nothing on earth stays forever
But none of your deeds were in vain
Deep in our hearts you will live again
Youre gone to the home of the brave
song performed by by Hammerfall
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Single Syllable
Single syllable slowly penetrated. Rage
rejection harsh took time to register on brain
tormented, projecting resentment, sad refrain.
Anxieties snowballed. Unwilling to explain,
soul sought safety from public probe hurricane.
Abject private shame stressed search to disengage
from memory-trip, to strip surface masks, rampage
against injustice rank, which stank of inner pain.
Hurt heart hard lesson learned, would never try again
to share where trust betrayed from Time sought time to gain
a valid explanation, plausible, open, plain.
Life’s harsh experience ushered in a new age, -
an age of solitude. Sensitivity, in cage,
hung, drawn and quartered, mind withdrawn from contact vain,
osmosis empty dream, no leeway to obtain,
in limbo felt, could not a fair redressment gain.
Silently tears tumbled. One heard shunned love complain,
despondently to, with, shutters responding, page
helpless to turn, return, to lost oasis, gauge
a way clear from the pain, a way to rise again
unable to refrain from seeking to unchain
concern and anxiousness. Distress welled, swelled the strain,
which bullfrogged, leapfrogged, bloated, could not drain.
Muted echo transmuted from off to center stage,
railed against illusion-responses, mirage reflections sage.
Undigested insult spews out, vents rage,
as single syllable’s sentence remain...
poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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