In Between Those Moments Gone
In between those moments gone,
And those wished to be...
I finally realized,
I can not continue to analyze my life.
It has to be lived.
In the time given I am living it!
This life!
My life.
And right I wanted it.
Free of tricks and traps.
No more patience could I give to that!
In between those moments gone,
And those wished to be...
I had to let go!
From the redoing of the 'what ifs'.
And the sitting with emotions reminisced,
To feel them still existing.
'Something' had to end.
I knew it was 'my' resisting.
And...
In between those moments gone,
I learned how to begin to believe...
In me!
And severing myself away from conflict,
Was no longer a question welcomed to visit.
It became my duty.
My reality.
To free my soul.
In between those moments gone,
And those wished to be...
I knew I had to maintain and hold onto my dreams.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Could Not Ask For More
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Are the moments I know all I need is this I have all Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more than this time together I could not ask for more than this time
You every prayer has been answered every dream I haves come true and right here in this moment is right where Im meant to be here with you here with me these are the moments I thank
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L Ive waited for and I could not ask for more I could not ask for more
song performed by by Edwin McCain
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I Wish
I wished I had called to see if you were OK
But I was so caught up in my life
To even worry about your.
I wished I had been there for you
But I was to busy drinking
To even worry about you.
I wished I had cared more
But all I wanted was to escape
Even from you
I wished I had taken you seriously
But you tend to lie a lot
And I couldn't take you seriously
I wished I had told you I felt the same way
But I didn't want anyone to know I was in pain
Not even you
I wished you didn't feel like it was something you had to do
I wished you would of never pulled that trigger that night
I wished you could come back
I wished I told you that I loved you
But all theses excuses I make and wishes
Won't change the fact that your gone.
Waving to moments passing by
Moments happy moments
people think about them
people write about them
people talk about them
people hope about them
I see moments
lots of moments
but I wave to my moments
as they pass me by...
My life is a ship
on an Ocean deep
passing by is the ship 'Could've been'
it holds all my moments in its keep
I stand on my lifes deck
waving to moments till they're just a speck
Moments happy moments
people live them
people grab them
people make them
people savour them
but I wave to my moments
as they pass me by...
Goodbye 'Could've been'
Goodbye moments...
poem by Michelle Melody
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My Pillar
Life and its tragedies
Life and its mysteries,
Life and its challenges,
The unbearable moments,
The deepest fears,
In my moments of weakness,
You remain my pillar of strength
Life and its hopeless wishes,
Life and its unrealistic myths,
Life and its broken dreams,
The moments of agony
The moments of wrong visions,
You remain my pillar of reality
Life and its conspiracy,
The innuendo and insinuations,
Life and its unintented outcomes,
The hopeless hope
The faithless faith
You remain my pillar of hope
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Moments
We have treasured moments
we collect everyday,
as we walk our journey
along life’s long and winding road.
Moments that we want to keep
for some sad and lonely day.
Moments to treasure,
when the sun refuses to shine.
Moments to remember
and call upon at anytime.
Moments when we are blessed,
with love and friendship divine.
Moments that we gather,
with love in our memories.
Moments, beautiful moment,
we gather everyday.
poem by David Harris
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Maybe All Of Life Is Caught In Brilliant Moments
Maybe all of life is caught in brilliant moments,
when the physical and spiritual becomes one
moments of bliss, moments of true happiness
and I am remembering the times that are gone
while I struggle on in a world mixing truth and fallacy,
in love and loving and the war of these to get the upper hand
and have to make a living in a confronting kind of reality
and maybe we mortal beings do not really understand
that loving is in reality a free thing;
in lives that have been spoilt selfishly
we want to control and tame everything
and are not content in leaving things to develop naturally
but the adventure of loving and live still goes on
while in living with the pathway of life we move along.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Remember
I remember moments of happiness
Coming home, goo goo eyed
After talking to a boy I liked
I remember moments of sadness
Coming home, teary eyed
After leaving my heart as a memento
To that boy I really liked
I remember moments of peace
After winning one of life's battles
Having a conscience the weight of air
I remember moments of bliss
After walking the quarter of a lifemile
Finding a true friend
I remember moments of grief
After finding that dear friend
Would never have breakfast again
I remember moments of laughter
After the past had past
And the rearview revealed frustration's
humor
I remember moments of tears nectar
When I found my dreams dead
After the doctor helped me number my
days
I remember moments of pain
When all I ever needed was lacked
And all I ever lacked was needed
I remember moments of gain
After all I ever wanted was mine
And all I ever wanted to be was I
I remember moments of love
When a hug made my heart skip
And a smile made my life smile
I remember moments of hurt
When pain blurred love's beauty
And that hug made my heart shrug
I remember moments like this
When I remember all I remember
And remember that life is but a moment.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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My Canadian Chronicles 13
In each life, there are special moments
we like to remember and recall.
Moments that have brought us laughter
almost cascading into tears.
Moments of great happiness
to last us through the years.
Moments with very special people
who are dearly beloved friends.
Special moments no one can take away.
They happen but once
and are captured forever within our mind.
Special moments within our lifetime.
10 June 2009
poem by David Harris
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There are moments when you feel free, moments when you have energy, moments when you have hope, but you can't rely on any of these things to see you through. Circumstances do that.
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Those Special Moments
If only we could keep
those moments from slippin' away,
grab hold of them and cherish them
and try to make them stay.
But moments like those so often
are hard to hold onto.
They slip right through your fingers
no matter what you do.
You can think about it, talk about it
and remember it for a while.
Then as time keeps rushing away
what's left is just a smile.
The smile that brings those moments back
as if they were happening now.
And those moments that happened long ago
come alive somehow.
And you realize just a glimpse of them
awakens how you feel.
It takes you back to those moments
that time can never steal.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Wasted Moments
There are wasted moments
when I was afraid.
Afraid to set myself free.
Free from the stigma
that had been implanted in me.
It was for someone else’s guilt,
but I lived with it and suffered,
never letting myself be me.
I was constantly told
if you do this or that
you will bring shame upon the family,
but they were frightened of their own shame
and wanted to burden it on me.
I grew up afraid of being me
and setting myself free,
doing the things I should have done,
but never did.
Now I live with regret
for the wasted moments in my life.
15 April 2009
poem by David Harris
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Time To Fear
Picture me on the edge of sadness
I was too blind to see the truth
My hearts beating fast I'm not alone
but you're not there
Friendly smiles steal a glance
But me I'm furious inside
Can I get out of here now
Everything is falling down on me
And deep inside my mind I know I love you
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my life
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my life
You say I do always wrong
So you must hurt me again
I feel so sorry
but you do not
And you're not here
I question why I left you
Ain't love when under your sway
Will I be safe in here now
Eveything is falling down on me
And deep inside my mind I know I miss you
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time is that all I really got to fear time time
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time is that all I really got to fear
From all these precious moments of my live
Time time time time
In Sadness Tears May Guide Us
in sadness tears may befriend us
happy memories may guide us
back into myriads of love moments
moments when we were nurtured in love
moments when we were embraced in love
moments when we were shaped in love
such moments are safe inside us
such moments will navigate guide us
such moments are strength within us
poem by Terence George Craddock
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LIFE IN AGONY...by talile ali
IN THE ANXIOUS MOMENTS
OF A SATURDAY AFTERNOON
I SIT AND WRITE ABOUT JUST
HOW MUCH I WISHED YOU'D SPOON
WE PECK A BIT, AND THAT IS
SO STRANGE I MUST CONFESS
BECAUSE I DIDN'T REALIZE
HOW MUCH WE ARE A MESS
I THOUGHT THAT WE WERE WORKING
BUT I WAS OH SO BLIND
I WISH I COULD HAVE SEEN YOU
WHEN YOU HAD BETTER TIMES
BUT YOUR LIFE WAS A SHAMBLES
AND YOUR HEAD A REAL MESS
YOU DIDN'T RECOGNIZE THEN
THAT TRUST WAS ALL I PROFESSED
DIDN'T ASK FOR ANY ITEMS
DIDN'T EXPECT ANYTHING
ALL I WANTED WAS TO LOVE YOU
THAT WAS WAY TOO GREEN
I KNOW THAT WHEN WE'RE HONEST
IT CAN SEEM OVER STRONG
BUT IT IS NOT DECEPTIVE
AND NEVER WISHED YOU WRONG
BUT IT WAS TIMED SO TRAGIC
AND RAN YOU THRU AND THRU
IT SCARED YOU TILL YOU PANICKED
YOU RAN SO FAST, YOU FLEW
SO GO AND BE WHATEVER
YOU FEEL YOU NEED TO BE
AND I WILL GO OBSERVING
YOUR LIFE IN AGONY
poem by Talile Ali
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Always Wanted To Wear Your Shoes
o sister o sister
my beautiful and powerful big sister;
i wish i knew you like i once did
o sister o sister
my wise and worldly big sister;
i wish i knew the remedy for what has rent itself between us
a thousand hateful things i've said to you;
wish i knew how to soften those words
I don't know what you mean by formal, not sure how to be formal
I miss you
and dare I say you were right in many ways
are there amends for my intolerance of your menopause
which is when know that things began to really fall apart
and now, as i swallow black cohosh capsules
and find myself yet again in a back against the wall situation;
i'm wishing i'd ever learned to do things like you
learned to make the best of things,
find and develop my own creative spark
& now there is no you to run to
and i've yet again made choices without a backup plan.
this seems to have become the pattern of my life
never really finishing anything
testing the waters here and there
often trying to live up to you
there were times when i wished u were my mother
and even felt u were
and now as tears begin to well
i can't help wanting to reverse the clock
though I'm I'd just react the same way
so many little moments come flooding in
I sat,8ish months pregnant, at my midwife visit
staring at words on a memo she'd held in her hand
sister called, requests that we urge mother to consider adoption,
doesn't think she can handle motherhood
or is ready for mother hood
I don't remember the exact words.
I numbly said no, I didn't want adoption info
feeling very sad
feeling somehow rejected
and so it seems I couldn't handle motherhood
one of those midwives asked me, later, on my 6 week visit
'Are you starting to adjust to motherhood? '
What?
F*** no! I don't know what that means.
but i said neither, wanly exhaustedly said, yes.
no further questions.
And 12 years later, I've still not adjusted
and that doesn't mean I am not madly in love with my son.
But I know you know that
sister.
My heart feels so lost and yet there are moments
when I feel more powerful than I ever have.
I still keep feeling like I'm struggling to live up to you
still see your face when someone speaks of heroes
though I despise the word – and perhaps i've lived the reason why
I see other faces but yours the brightest
if not of late only because of my bitter anger
my self torturing sense of betrayal
just my feelings - not necessarily truth
Im sorry that I always wanted to be you
so much maybe that I even wanted to stamp you out.
©December 2008
poem by Pilar Mogollon
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Long Road
I wished for so long...
I cannot stay
All the precious moments...
Cannot stay
Its not like wings have fallen...
I cannot say
Still something is missing...
I cannot say
Holding hands of daughters and sons
In their phase theyre falling down
Down, down, down
I have wished for so long...
How I wish for you again
Will I walk the long road?
I cannot stay
Theres no need to say goodbye
Oh, the friends and family...
All the memories going round
Round, round round...
I have wished for so long...
How I wished for you today
And the wind keeps rollin
And the sky keeps turning grey
And the sun is set
The sun will rise another day
I have wished for so long...
How I wish for you today
I have wished for so long...
How I wish for you today
Will I walk the long road?
We all walk the long road
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Don't Let This Moment End
Come with me my love, let's run away,
Give me your hand to hold and have trust in me,
I'm gonna take you to a place of dreams,
Where our love is safe and lives in harmony.
I would tame the time and make it stop,
I would treasure each moment with you deep in my heart,
A moment with you is so priceless, unique,
I won't lose those precious moments to keep.
We'll spend together our moments of love,
Adventuring in a world we never knew before,
Wild nights are coming to set us free,
I'll see in your eyes your passion burning for me.
My passions are kept in my heart, waiting for you to explore,
In lust, love and romance, but only you can set them free,
Be with me and share the night, my heart is calling out your passion,
I want to hold your love forever, don't let this moment end.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Accountancy
It comes a day
When we must draw under ourselves
A black line
And sum up.
Few moments when we were about to be happy.
Few moments when we were about to be beautiful.
Few moments when we were about to be brilliant.
Several times we met
Some mountains, trees and rivers
(Where might they be? And, are they still alive?)
All this sums up a shiny future
That we've already lived.
One woman we loved
Plus the same woman who didn't love us,
Make zero.
A quarter of your life of studies
Sums up some thousand million of fodder words,
Whose wisdom we have gradually dropped.
And finally one Fate
Plus another Fate (where does this come from?)
Make two.(We write one and we keep one,
Maybe, who knows, there might be life beyond).
poem by Marin Sorescu, translated by Catalina Iliescu
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0213 Late Night Reverie
One in three of us, the stats say, lives alone. Sad;
but fine if you prefer it that way.
It's late at night. You're alone. The PC off at last. The TV off.
Finally you put aside the book you're reading. The attention's drifting.
Too late too, for reading in bed. You should just
get up from the chair, switch off the light,
etc. But you don't. You just sit there. This
is one of life's great private joys. Far better than
all the bathroom stuff, the almost idiot moments
of waiting for sleep, knowing you'll never catch the moment
when sleep takes you; and the more you try, like a child,
to catch it, haha got you, the longer it will be before - zap - zzz.
So you sit there, drifting into a glorious haze of irresponsibility
as the thoughts fade, the cares fade, you're just two thoughts away
or perhaps two non-thoughts away, from something like bliss,
and this peace doesn't dwindle you - there's an expansion
as if 'someone' doesn't become no-one, but everyone...
and there comes to mind, curiously, those greatest moments in the
greatest films, when there they are, looking out over Paris or Algiers
or wherever, with the soundtrack playing, hardly there but there,
and nothing is said, but the whole cinema audience of hundreds
is silent, focussed, feeling in those seconds of emotion and stillness
that everything real, everything wished for, everything that matters
is there. In full.
Or in the theatre - sitting there, hundreds of you, weeping silent tears
that even those stoic Romans found a phrase for, lacrymae rerum,
the tears of things: you all know, she won't take that first step
out of herself, he won't try for that job he knows he's wanted
all his life; they'll never go to the Moscow of their dreams...yet...
It's like that for you in your armchair.
The key to all of life is there, out of reach perhaps, yet
known, not out of reach... beyond sadness, beyond happiness
in a strange way. It just... is as it is. And that's OK.
Better than just going to bed. Yes, it's a good time.
Sleep well.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Treasured Moments
Every one of us has moments,
treasured moments to call our own.
They come when we’re not looking,
and linger with us a lifetime.
They bring happiness
that we can look back on,
through our growing years.
No one can steal them from us,
nor taint them in anyway.
They are our treasured moments,
that linger with us,
even when we pray.
They are little time capsules
that hold our world together,
when we are feeling down.
They are the joys we reached,
when heaven said, its you.
Treasured moments
like photographs,
capture a moment in time.
We think of some thing to associate them with.
So when we see that thing
we can enjoy them once more,
those treasured moments.
31 May 2007
poem by David Harris
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