Who 'Is' and 'Is Not' For Real
He,
Has not forgotten...
Where he came from.
Or the place of his birth.
Nor the enjoyment of fun.
He,
Is just not there...
Trying to keep it alive and fresh.
Unchanged and remembered.
Since those places others keep traced...
Where his life was once lived,
No longer exist.
On steps and stoops...
Or in hallways where some still stay.
Left to play as if those days have not gone away.
In minds that time for them has betrayed.
He,
Is just not there to care...
To listen to them determine,
Who 'is' and 'is not'
For real!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The comeback kid (song)
The comeback kid
~
I walked into am ambush I was overrun
Got caught out by feelings and thoughts
Led to into a limbo dance I became mystified
And this was just the beginning
~
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
~
They say in every song there is a story
In every poem a tale is hid from view
The are many things we will come to say
And I guess that is just our little way
~
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
~
Now where do we go from here
It’s a situation I am not used to
I’m all confused I have no clue
Can you take my hand, lead me from here
To where’ve you wish to
~
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Birth
Welcome to this place called earth.
Come alive. It's the day of your birth.
Hear new voices all around,
all the voices that surround
your tiny body. It's a shock.
The time of your birth is seen on a clock.
All new sensations except for one,
except for a heartbeat, you know none.
Vision blurry except for light
Where is the warmth and darkened sight?
Your body's cold. It's a shame.
Someone holds you and says your name.
Nothing's familiar.
Everything's strange.
Someone is singing. This you recall.
Tiny lips sucking swallowing small
drops of sustenance, soothing and calm
while you're holding a finger in your palm.
Welcome to this place once again.
Come alive. Remember when
all was peaceful. Heaven was near,
No trepidation and no fear.
You left it behind. It's not here.
This is the day of your new birth year.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Fear Brings Fame
I hope I become famous,
Like MLK,
Down by a bullet,
With still more to say.
I hope I'm remembered,
Like Saddam Hussein,
Loved is great,
But fear brings fame.
I hope I'm forgotten,
Like Mao Zedong,
After being forgotten,
Shits still all wrong.
I hope my chapter,
Is a lesson in terror,
Because good is remembered,
But fear lasts forever.
poem by Trevor Thompson
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An uncanny wish
There is no sense in wishing to be remembered
By kith and kin or even kids after your death.
You are not there to the joy of being remembered
Or to the hurt of being forgotten. An uncanny wish.
24.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Life is a string.
A child at birth comes out as alive.
It is out of the embryo, alive.
The embryo is from the zygote, alive
The zygote is the fusion of gametes alive.
Life is a string through the beads alive.
No break in life since its inception.
Soul has no entry at the time of birth.
Soul has no exit at the time of death.
23.10.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Has Remembered Me
Written by: myles goodwyn
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
You opened up my eyes
And helped me to see
That love has a way of finding
Those in need
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
I felt so all alone
And at times afraid
That love had foresaken me
It just seemed that way
Then you walked into my life
And you turned my whole world around
Ours is a true love
It cant be found
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
(love has remembered)
song performed by by April Wine
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Soon Forgotten
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
What youre doing
Anyway
Who is driving this thing
Did you know
The warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
Its round about that time again
She cried
Its all for one my friends
All my dreams are forgotten
When you leave me
On the shelf
I can think of nothing better
Than to sit here by myself
Least remembered
Soon forgotten
Didnt matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
If you never go away
Im amazed by the way
How are you
Im amazed how could you
It wasnt that good to start with
Anyway
Nothings quite that simple
Did you know
The warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
Its round about that time again
She cried
Its all for one my friends
Least remembered
Soon forgotten
Didnt matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
If you never go away
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
What youre doing
Anyway
Who is driving this thing
Least remembered
Soon forgotten
Didnt matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
If you never go away
song performed by by Deep Purple
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No Rush To Get Up And Leave
Fabulous and exquisite,
Stays a scent remembered as fresh.
Never to undo with the passing of time.
And embraced as if just yesterday,
Are those memories coming to linger...
Unannounced in a surprise visit.
One finds remaining to be unchanged.
But somehow enhanced the more as one ages.
Although delaying a reluctance,
To become overwhelmed by seduction.
Since one knows how much slower it is to lift,
What was done when younger...
In a process taken for granted and on demand.
Without a single thought given to it.
And this too,
Can be interpreted as fabulous and exquisite.
Depending on who has grown to appreciate,
The benefit of taking one's time to savor the experience.
With no rush to get up and leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hero?
Hero's are every where
Loud and silent hero's.
Some remembered, in records, documentaries with large marbel headstones, some forgotten, buried in a watery grave with their enemies.
Mr Obama, Eleanor Rosevelt, beyonce, and Jesus
the one's who are, and will forever be remembered for lending a hand.
Fire fighter, bird-saving toddler, bystander, mother, engineer, neighbour or just a dude who lied about his age to go to war
Just a nobody, who did something amazing but was forgotten any way
So we pay tribute to ALL hero's, Loud and silent hero's alike,
We thank you...
poem by Racina Rodriguez
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Burning Alive
[oooh yeah]
Burnin alive, set my soul on fire
Runnin with a gun, this place is gonna burn
No firewater, or novacaine
No thunderstorm, no john wayne
No kids to rock, nowhere to run
So watch out cause this place is gonna burn
Burnin alive, burnin alive
Burnin alive, burnin alive
[burnin alive, burnin alive]
They be smokin your hide, come runnin wild
Tell you nothin to fear, cause the buck stops here!
He came from a little town called hope
And someday, maybe, itll go up in smoke
[i say]
No firewater, or novacaine,
No thunderstorm, and no john wayne
No kids to rock, nowhere to run
So watch out, cause this place is gonna burn
Burnin alive, burnin alive
Burnin alive, burnin alive
Its an all out war, an all out war
Burnin alive, burnin alive
Somewhere, theres a little town called hope
And someday, maybe baby, hell inhale that smoke!
[yeah, were] burnin alive, burnin alive
[burnin alive, burnin alive
Burnin alive, burnin alive
Burnin alive, burnin alive]
Its an all out war, an all out war
Hear the battle roar, its an all out war
[yeah were] burnin alive, burnin alive
[burnin alive, burnin alive]
[yeah] watch the place burn down
song performed by by AC-DC
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The Place
There is a place
In my heart that still dances
A place in my soul that sings
- And sings, and dances and dances -
A place so deep, so set
A place that even the mundane drudgery
The routine day-to-day
Can not kill
A place so close, so distant
A place that was, and is yet to come
A place where belief originates and lives
The birth place of
The most human humanity
The most divine divinity
A place where
Majesty, mystery and magic still speak
A place of all origins.
Some will not hear it any longer.
But, I still listen...
Waiting... hoping... trusting...believing...
The Place... is real.
It's way out there - it's everywhere...
It is ever within.
This Place... is my place.
It has called to me by name
Since the day of birth,
It's name is simple and profound;
I call him
Jesus.
He calls me
'My child.'
It's to him we go.
It's for us he came.
He is where I belong.
I am always on the Way
To the Place
Where he is.
The Place... home.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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In the spirit of Rumi - 7
‘My Beloved,
what can I give you of myself,
that I have not given? ’
My Beloved said
‘O my dearest one,
in all places, at all times,
remember Me.’
‘O My Beloved,
how can I not do that? ’
* * *
In tears, I returned to My Beloved
and said
‘O my dearest one,
a week has passed, and the world
pressed hard upon me…
‘The next day, I remembered You
three times each hour;
the second day, I remembered You
but once an hour;
on the third day, I remembered You
in some hours, once; some twice;
some not at all… and so it went…
But O My Beloved,
each morning as I woke
I remembered through my tears
how I had forgotten You…’
My Beloved said
‘In the remembering of the forgetting
there was a feast of sweetest honey for Me,
hiding like a new young bride
laughing with her bridegroom,
laughing with her eyes on Him,
in the silken tent of love.’
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Nothing Like It To Compare
Healing from both illness and sorrow,
With a doing of it successfully...
And alone but with faith kept,
Is an experience never to be forgotten.
There is nothing like it to compare.
And those remembered,
For choosing to be indifferent...
Are given their rightful places,
In minds of those...
Who are blessed to recover with fresh insights.
No matter what the looks of surprise expressed,
On unbelieving faces.
When one recovers to appear better than they were,
Prior to being emotionally devastated...
There is also an awakening that occurs and stays.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Haven't Forgotten
I haven't forgotten when I meet you first!
I haven't forgotten when I greet you last!
I haven't forgotten your pretty face!
I haven't forgotten your smile and grace!
I haven't forgotten how we started chatting!
I haven't forgotten when we started dating!
I haven't forgotten our last walk together!
I haven't forgotten how I became a loser!
I haven't forgotten how it became too late!
I haven't forgotten when I understood fate!
I haven't forgotten that summer's northwester!
I haven't forgotten and won't forget ever!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Alive
Reading this fresh poem
This new poem this alive poem
I want to show you young man
Go go go and go and
I have cleared the road.
Asking where to go estopped
Making a gap with scripture
You are my scripture and
I'm talking to you
I'm writing for you
And you a fresh
You are a new
You are alive.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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505..
u tried i remembered i failed u succeeded i got left and lost u went on everyone cheered u on as u went to success and glory i got forgotten and no one ever remembered me i still love you even if u went away and accomplished better things all i ever ask was that u show me a lil bit o love and respect for ill always remember you what goes on next much later only tiem will tell i ask the controller for help and if i can get at least sum kind of assistance maybe i will maybe i wont for all i know with but even a lil bit o hope i must muster all i can and move forward and onward an keep going til im done.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Even In The Midst of Summer
Silver frosted ornaments.
Are carefully packed to move,
To a place where there is cheaper rent.
Many Christmases here have been spent.
To reminisce them everyday.
No more trick or treaters known.
To tease in masquerade.
Or sips of eggnog made.
To celebrate Thanksgiving Day.
And it's a mix of fun and gloom,
To move.
And plant fresh memories,
While hanging onto those wished to keep.
It is a mix of fun and gloom,
When it is time to move on.
With those precious holidays to be missed.
Replayed as furnishings are packed away.
Even in the midst of Summer,
One sits with thoughts of holidays.
And who will make more just as great,
To be eventually savored as the best remembered.
And where they were,
Remembered.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Their Nickel Plated Copper Spoons
Have you ever gone to a place,
Besides an amusement park...
To notice how effective,
An unchanged mentality...
Can have and leave impressed,
On an environment refusing to address it!
The minds of the people are stuck in time zones.
A past is more vividly remembered,
Than a living is done in the HERE and NOW!
And socially the majority of the people,
Have subsidized mindsets.
With a faithfulness attached...
To what is believed are assets.
Like one's physical appearance,
Brings a disrespecting laughter heard...
From those raised to believe,
Their nickel plated copper spoons...
Are actually made out of one hundred percent silver!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How It Is
How it is
A templed pool of water
Mirrored deep, blue, and calm
Silence surrounds and hushes all things
The canopy extends to the sky above
to which only stars shine
The room is warm in the air
rising beyond its reaches
having no wind best it.
Delicate strands hold this in place
Fresh not tampered, unchanged
Cannot be touched by mortal man
Saintly, angelic, and pure
Never to be tainted;
a child's dream.
Written November 29,2012
poem by Ryan Collins
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When I look beyond the years
Beyond the years
I find
Myself in total rest
Remembered by
Few out of love
Few out of hate
By many
Whom I met
For some reason
I find
More people talking on
what I did
Few on what I could
Have done
As time moves forward
More I am forgotten
I am remembered
Only when I am seen
In a photograph
In the album
Or
My photo hanging
on a wall
As I go further
I totally disappear
Like the water
From the river
Disappears
In the Deep sea
Nobody knows
I ever existed
17-02-2012
179-90-02-12
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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