Missed to Add
Regardless who sits wishing...
So many believe,
They can put off their lives...
To be lived at a time scheduled.
Like a retirement,
Induced by delays and time slots...
One jots down to trigger a forgetfulness.
Folks not living in the 'now' today...
For an expressed wish to do tomorrow,
On hold!
Are waking up today to discover...
Those tomorrows including fading yesterdays,
Have perished.
They are gone!
Just like opportunities that come to knock.
If a response is not immediately taken...
Whatever had been there,
Is on a mission to deliver and leave.
That's it!
Regardless who sits in wishful thinking.
Or reminiscing the possibilities!
One may want to relive the past...
As if to grab it from a dusted calendar.
To 'update' information missed to add.
However,
The reality of it does not linger.
Perhaps in memory.
But not to live.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Can't Repeat
I woke the other day
I woke the other day
And saw my world has changed
And saw my world has changed
The past is over but tomorrow's wishful thinking
The past is over but tomorrow's wishful thinking
I can't hold onto what's been done
I can't hold onto what's been done
I can't grab onto what's to come
I can't grab onto what's to come
And I'm just wishing I could stop, but
And I'm just wishing I could stop, but
Life goes on
Life goes on
Come of age
Come of age
Can't hold on
Can't hold on
Turn the page
Turn the page
Time rolls on
Time rolls on
Wipe these eyes
Wipe these eyes
Yesterday laughs
Yesterday laughs
Tomorrow cries
Tomorrow cries
Memories are bittersweet
Memories are bittersweet
The good times we can't repeat
The good times we can't repeat
Those days are gone and we can never get them back
Those days are gone and we can never get them back
Now we must move ahead
Now we must move ahead
Despite our fear and dread
Despite our fear and dread
We're all just wishing we could stop, but
We're all just wishing we could stop, but
Life goes on
Life goes on
Come of age
Come of age
Can't hold on
Can't hold on
Turn the page
Turn the page
Time rolls on
Time rolls on
Wipe your eyes
Wipe your eyes
Yesterday laughs
Yesterday laughs
Tomorrow cries
Tomorrow cries
With all our joys and fears
With all our joys and fears
Wrapped in forgotten years
Wrapped in forgotten years
The past is laughing as today just slips away
The past is laughing as today just slips away
Time tears down what we've made
Time tears down what we've made
And sets another stage
And sets another stage
And I'm just wishing we could stop
And I'm just wishing we could stop
Life goes on
Life goes on
Come of age
Come of age
Can't hold on
Can't hold on
Turn the page
Turn the page
Time rolls on
Time rolls on
Wipe these eyes
Wipe these eyes
Yesterday laughs
Yesterday laughs
Tomorrow cries
Tomorrow cries
Time rolls on
song performed by by Offspring
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Life's Wishes
When we were young
We would dream of our tomorrows
Wishing that they would be today
Now that we are old and wiser
And our tomorrows are reality
We now wish for yesterdays
poem by David Kush
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Rapid Is The Information
Rapid is the information.
Too much perhaps,
But the facts are clear...
It is here.
Blurring the minds and fixed visions,
With such speed and precision.
And fearing are those who can not keep up.
With down on their luck blues to sing.
And nerves quickly plucked,
By their own closed and shut inhabitions!
Listening to tired conversations,
Wishing to manifest a redigesting...
Of yesterdays gone,
Is sad to witness and observe...
Such listlessness gone undisturbed,
By a jolt of motivation.
Or something that provokes slow pokes,
To ignite with urgency.
Was that served and deserved?
With an intent to have many feed their gut,
With gluttony.
And not their minds to fine tune,
With the times?
Rapid is the information.
Too much perhaps,
But the facts are clear...
It is here.
Leaving that and those 'tomorrows',
Far behind!
Faster than the batting of an eyelash!
And...
With the thoughts of them,
Easier to put off...'then'!
With the best of procrastination skills,
Many have adopted as professions.
But the facts are clear...
Whatever is here and experienced right now,
Is on the move.
It has 'already' gone!
And anyone desiring to torment themselves,
Because of it...
Will find they are not alone!
Others also made decisions to deny their dreams!
With hopes that tomorrow would do for them,
What today did not...
Do for them!
And just like all of those yesterdays they 'lived'...
Moaning and groaning,
To find excuses not to do it!
And to find that just as rewarding,
As the discovery of fresh complaints...
Is a waste of time to address.
These folks...
Are not the 'Oh! -I've-got-it-now' kind.
Rapid is the information.
Too much perhaps,
But the facts are clear...
It is here.
To distribute to those who receive it.
And not here to give attention,
To those who don't!
And THAT is 'thee' reality!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Life
I've seen the light and I've
seen the fate
And I walked away
Still I'm ok
I remember the pain inside
from the day when my mother died
Never went away
It's still here today
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
And my baby he went to sleep
in his mother's arms we pray to keep
He shyed away
He never lived a day
Best friend call me up to say
with a gun in his hand said he's goin' crazy
Said you'll be ok
he still died the next day
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
I stood in line
I've lost my pride
I've made the change
I'm a better man today
Death brings life
Still we try
To live a better way
Before your dyin day
[Chorus]
Ya born alone
Ya die alone
And still we live on
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yesterday is a memory
Tomorrow is a vision
But today
it's a bitch
Yea yea
Yesterday is a memory
But today
it's a bitch
[fades]
Yea yea
Yesterday is a memory
tomorrow is a vision...
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Zug Izland
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Today Is The Only Day
Cry not on flowers wilted,
Count not on buds that canker might blight,
But marvel over beauty blossomed!
Extinct are our Yesterdays,
Illusory are our Tomorrows,
Today is all that exists,
What there is and all there is.
Today is our way up hill
The arena for action decreed
The stage set for the show
The tool and trade for life.
Today well lived leaves -
Every Yesterday
A reminiscence - sweet to relish!
Every Tomorrow
A vision glorious to chase!
Drool not, hence, over yester years
Rant not on chances missed
Greet Today, right in front!
Render it your respiration and perspiration
Turning Yesterday - a commemoration
Tomorrow - a stimulation
And life - a celebration!
poem by Valsa George
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Et Memoria
Come and walk through my life today
while we remember our yesterdays,
a new day is unfolding for us
and leave an impression of you,
painted against the canvas of my thoughts
because every new tomorrow
is born from our yesterdays
and you stay part of me, even though
everything between us is past,
I see you in the sparkle of the sun,
the dew that are sparkling on leaves
and now I realize, that love
in every moment of remembering
starts new again
and how slowly I still stretch out moments
that is already past
as if it’s always part of my humanity
but I am aware
that our relationship is far past being dead,
that tonight
you will find heat with someone else
as if I am only
part of a quenched flame.
[Reference: Et Memoria by Japie S. Strydom:
“Come walk tonight
through my tomorrow,
and page with me through my dreams,
draw your body here
in my soft covered book,
since our today is born in yesterdays and tomorrows:
you are a flash of the sun,
the early morning dew;
summer dreams on a late afternoon,
an early spring morning–
tonight I know,
that the days of our lives (love?) ,
again,
starts in every remembrance:
how slowly I weaved you
and carried you down
– into the cocoon of yesterdays and tomorrows
in remembrance of drawn out longing
to the wool blanket of my conscience.
Tonight I know
that your feet
unaccustomed to the strangeness -
will separate from me coldly shy.” (My English translation.) ]
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poem by Gert Strydom
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His Case
tomorrow did not come
he waits
but tomorrow never came
he sits and claims
the benefit of patience
the past sits beside him
enumerating
all the stories of regrets
today is mindless
it laughs and shows nothing
but indifference and
then it tells him
that on the next minute
it will leave him
no wonder he calls the
long name of the rope
befriends it
and then gently he wraps
it around his naked neck
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tomorrow
We don’t know what tomorrow may bring
But we want something that will make our hearts sing.
And the things that will make our hearts sing
Is the beautiful memories that it brings.
What is tomorrow but another day
Another day of living, another day of giving
Another day of sharing, another day of caring.
All of our tomorrows will be yesterdays
And all our yesterdays are our pasts
And it will be another memory that will last.
Watching all the Doo wop groups of yester year
On wpbt made me feel old as can be.
With each tomorrow brings you closer to old age
And your life will never be the same.
I will take all my tomorrows and hold them
Like a newborn child, and give thanks to god above
For showing me how to love.
And when my tomorrows become my yester years
With everyone that I know, these memories I will share.
poem by Louis Rams
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Make Tomorrow
Put on the dress in which you were married
Pull down the veil til your eyes are hid
Can you remember where we both came from
Let us do as we did
Look at tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Put back the photo under your window
Put down the phone that you hold in your hand
Put away these things that stand in between us
Let us be what we can
When it seems
Hopeless
When it seems
Hopeless
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow today
What better measure of what you were doing here
Then what you can leave behind
All the children of your children's children
Do you ever think what they're going to find
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the sacred meet the scared
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
Where the dreamer's dream is dared
In each of us
A dream can burn like the sun
Let's try it all one more time
To get this lesson learned
Sitting up in a spaceship
Looking down at the earth
You wonder what they all stuggling for
What's it all really worth
Making tomorrow today
Making tomorrow today
Make tomorrow
Make tomorrow
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Maybe Tomorrow
you ask for today
i do not have
today, maybe tomorrow
i may have tomorrow
inside my hands
wait for another day
or another week
or another year
maybe tomorrow
maybe
i cannot give you today
what i have is this past
that you cannot accept
and i cannot offer you today
because i cannot afford
it.......
today i am nothing
but tomorrow, if you can
wait, i may have tomorrow
whole and full
inside my hands, yes, yes,
tomorrow,
i have lots of these tomorrows
my dreams
my hopes
inside the basket of my hands
clasped by the gentle cups
of my heart
wait, please wait, do not die yet
we still have tomorrow
that is all we have
a bunch of tomorrows
sweet sweet tomorrows
dreams, hopes, wishes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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That Need For Words Like These
This time unlike those we have passed...
Like the blooming of fresh scented Spring flowers.
I will stop to express my gratitude to you.
This time,
As time speeds with such a lightening burst...
I will not question or rehearse my comments,
Or response.
In a hesitated wait.
To click on to light the room,
From a dusted ceiling sconce.
I wish to see your smile sparkle.
Those 'opportunities' must now be taken.
No hour is promised for anyone to fake!
Or hesitate until it is too late.
To say an appreciation for those moments...
Shared.
As we both experience this blessing,
We call life.
And lived as we know it 'now'...
Dared. It seems!
This time unlike those we have passed,
Flying by so fast.
Is that time we have...
Today right now as it is grasped.
Unlike dreams that go for some untouched.
To say what is in our hearts to be spoken.
Before it too slips from our reach...
With that need for words like these,
To be expressed and heard.
Without desparing from those wishes,
We had said them often.
But never too much!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sweet, Suite, Suit my tongue
wake me up in my deep slumber, bath my humiliation
of fancy illusion i compare, just as the beginning of my
youth my heart desire, leaving the ultimate passion
what i have today
the moment of today has come that last forever and
as the night comes to pass, seeing the happiness i wonder
is not but a lay of infinite vacuum of what i felt; the time
i know my heart lives in your memory of existence past,
the submission of my being powerless in your alluring
beauty
standing looks the same, looking back seems a
reflection of time, reaping and catch the harvest of
what makes it different, seeing you only in dream, and
now that i have you, leaving each edges of the moment
of time, i almost drown my emotion whispering the
goodbye of my breath
as today, trust my wishful memory, hug my lingering
joy of full enthusiasm and let, the oracle of the past live
in each experience of trust that leads you and bring your
everlasting love, shooting where the arrows go in the
heart that refresh my soul to you my sweet, suite, suit
lady of my time
you come and never leave..... my heart thirst your beauty
poem by Antonio Liao
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Today...Tomorrow...Yesterday
Yesterdays...yesterday, oh how I yearn for
yesterday. Today, is the tomorrow we thought
about yesterday.
Today, hold close to you,
those who you love, for in the cover of darkness,
'today', will slip quietly and forever, into
yesterday.
Fill your 'today's' with the goodness
within you and your memories of yesterdays,
will be your salvation tomorrow.
Not today, not tomorrow
I may want to strangle you down
I may want to hit you hard
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may be tempted to break the promise
I could give no damn for all the roses
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may need to bleed out my heart
I may cry out my desperate objection
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could take the short cut way
I could give up the wrong thing
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could blame all mighty god
I could run away and hide
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could be the cold blooded woman
I could be blind for all the reason
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may have to release my anger
I may not have to hold it anymore
But not today, not also tomorrow
I could just walk away
I could leave to you all
But not today, not also tomorrow
I may beat some senses on you
I may challenge your stubborn view
But not today, not also tomorrow
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Live For Today
live for today
grab the moment
ask me if you
can hold on it forever
no you cannot
time slips like sands
in your fingers
like water in your palms
like ice dissolving
in summer
like rivers flowing
to the sea
live for today
and let it go
for it will be the past
that you cannot
hold on
forever,
and what about the future?
live for today still
the future may not come.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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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Live And Let Live
You been holding back
And I know you're afraid to feel
Some one hurt you long ago
And the wounds just did not heal
You never shed a tear
You had to keep control
So the wounds kept spreading
Until they got down in your soul
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Been holding onto anger
Now it's got a hold on you
And bitterness keeps growing
Affecting everything you do
Time to break the chains
You could slip them off today
It's time to make some changes
Before your whole life slips away
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
Don't you think it's time
Time to forgive
Leave the past behind
Live and let live
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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Past, Present, Future
i lived in the past for so long
that the present was always unknown.
now i always look ahead at all the possibilities
and there is so much, that i now see.
a shimmer of light at the end of the tunnel
and my thoughts being poured through a funnel.
the past is the past, and that's where it will stay
and in the present, we have to find a better way.
for the present will soon be our past
and if we don't do something, it will not last.
we must always look to the future
for it is only twenty four hours away
then it will be our past
and we have so much to do and say.
when i look at life, i truely have to laugh
today is our future and tomorrow it'll be our past.
now that i have you confused as to what i am
trying to say.
i guess i will try' to put it a better way'.
we all tend to procrastinate
always leaving it for tomorrow.
but! what if you don't see tomorrow.
and today you did'nt accomplish that task
how will you be remembered
if the present you left for last.
when we leave this material world
and our souls soar up in the sky
we will still have our memories
and that we can rely.
for when we get up there(if we do)
your soul will have carried all that you did
in this life
and the memories of friends, family
husband, or wife.
now when you look down on all that you had did
and asking yourself the question.
did i use my time, the way it was
meant to be?
or did i procrastinate, that others now speak of me?
we all have to work in order to survive.
but we must stop on occasion to smell the flowers.
and to enjoy all that we was given
otherwise how can you call this living.
(my thoughts: the words and stories were given to me.
so that i could write them down, for al the world to see.)
this is my philosophy.
poem by Louis Rams
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It Is a Gamble
Doing well.
No longer on 'that' mission,
To discover truth in insanity.
Or depth reflecting in clear eyes.
An amusement ride is more reliable,
And consistent these days...
At least dependable from Spring to Fall.
Afterall...
Isn't that reality?
Seeking that which never changes?
Or adapts to the idea of 'thought'?
Why adopt to the notion of progess?
Many don't!
And it shows each time concepts
Of standards, traditions and values are exposed.
Accidentally brought to light...
As if these beliefs are taught instead of vaulted.
Scarce treasures,
Never to be touched or used again.
Encased in curios and dusted!
Inspected for fingerprints!
Like grandma's best bone china...
No one ever touches but observes!
Why bust a gut or shatter a nerve finding reason?
Folks have found ways to enjoy yesterdays,
With a purpose that instills a desire for conflict.
Even if no threats are raised,
There is no resisting it.
If that keeps them in a mindset,
To make these 'museum visits'...
With demands that their forefathers fought
For their right to be crazed...
What can one say,
That will make sense to anyone?
Nothing!
Seeing is believing
As to what already has been done!
This way of life has been ordained and chosen.
And it is difficult requesting fresh exhibits...
When the old ones have long shown their uselessness.
Although capturing a kind of worship as if routine!
And leaving these scenes is a gamble,
Since chosing noncomformity could imply treason.
And those actions are always stifled and rebuked.
To smuggle common sense away today...
May be cause for retribution!
A thought expressed daring a challenge is suspect.
'We better keep an eye on them, Harry!
The medication apparently is not working! '
It is a gamble!
To want to do well...
And no longer on 'that' mission to discover truth.
Especially when it is obvious,
This task is done by so few!
And abuses the ears of those unfamiliar,
With speech that solicits conversation...
And an honest response,
That is not and will not be approved.
Even though some find this restlessness soothing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Yesterday is now today by now!
Yesterday is now today!
Yesterdays' today is in the past.
Yesterdays past is today's past,
but yesterdays' tomorrow is today's' past, and its' future.
Tomorrow's' past is today's' future,
and tomorrow is today by now.
Tomorrow doesn't know yesterday,
but tomorrow's yesterday knows the future and the past.
Today is the future and the past.
Today's' future is now the past.
Today's' past is in the future,
but today's' future is tomorrow's past and future.
The futures past can be today.
The future is tomorrow and today.
The futures future is in the future,
but the future knows the past, tomorrow, today, and yesterday.
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