Best Things In Life
Brave all morning long, tackled
the threatening document, read
the sentences again, completed
the required Work-On-Hand sheet
Started on the ramblings of indigenous
people obliged for being acknowledged
as such - and sighed, my powers spent,
this long grey day seems to have no end
After the hairdresser trimmed the feathers
on my head, I have no more excuse to go
out into the rain - tired and bored I cannot
sit still in the office, yet this is where I am
Life is non-existent when no great ideal is
beckoning and only routine not worthy of
so much unwilling dedication is calling to
the restless spirit to laboriously continue
The long slow march into the vastness of
a cold destiny without hope for challenge
or exciting adventure - only hope is to
sink into a wonderful book, the source
Of all the best things in life…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Emotional Icebergs
Friday afternoon, my powers spent,
no more wonderment, the long, slow
march through a document by a pom-
pous diplomat offering his services to
the Interpol Secretariat, without his
grandiose eloquence and expertise
the whole Spiel will flounder and sink,
he shall save them from calamity
My fight with my new red chair led to
adding a back support and marching
around the block for my health - too
tired to find victims to talk to - sliding
down that long grey slope people call
reality but which is only a small visible
part of the emotional icebergs which
make up confrontational life
I hope those who received my kindly
explanation that their opinion lacked
width and scope and depth will forgive
me and still be my friends - I never listen
to anybody, refusing to accept second-
hand information, I try everything for
myself, nobody should be angry for
my refusing the wisdom
They have gained by reading books, I
need to consult the author and feel the
sensation and have the experience
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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By The Name of Hope and Love
Messages of solitude overwhelms me from winter trees
Sometimes by dreams, sometimes by despair and uncertainty
I continue to travel the road of solitude and dream
As has been the turbulent history of mankind
Messages of happiness captures me from the dawning
Sometimes by expectation, sometimes by stark reality
I continue a long march of life by the name of solitude
As has been the life of a Saint
Messages of challenges awakens me from turbulent sea waves
Sometimes by courage, sometimes by fear
I continue the long journey of challenges by the name of hope
As has been the dream of an ambitious boy
Messages of hope comes from my deep heart
Sometimes by dream, sometimes by energy and spirit
I continue to walk in the darkness by the name of love
As has been the life of Jesus Christ
poem by Tae Woo Park
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I've Spent To Long
I've spent to long not caring,
I've spent to long away,
And now you want me back,
To live just like before,
You want to take my hand again,
You want my love to stay,
But I've spent to long not caring,
And my love it flew away.
I've spent to long in solitude,
I've spent to long in hope,
And now you want me in your arms,
To stay and hold you close,
You want to take my love again,
Feel despair take it's place,
But I've spent to long in solitude,
And you've lost this blood soaked race.
I've spent to long not caring,
Spent to long away,
Spent to long denying,
I've spent to long awake,
And now you want my slumber,
You want a love to stay,
But I've spent to long not caring,
And love? It fades away.
poem by Holly Heron
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Bussing to Work
Sitting on a boring bus to work,
I dream and stare and read,
grey morning light suffuses us,
we users of this beast
Stops come and go, take people on,
and deposits those who leave.
For destinations unknown,
and of no interest, to me.
Work lies ahead, sleep stays behind,
My missed compatriot.
And you are on your bus to work,
Missed more yet than that.
You sit there in your grey lit suit,
I hope you think of me
Minutes away, so close behind,
I left you on our stop.
Waking up in your arms, so warm,
Still all I want to feel
In mornings cold and busy days,
I think of you and me.
How after this long day of work,
We’ll share togetherness and then
Tomorrow morning after showering
I’ll leave you at the stop again.
poem by Kevin Linnekamp
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Cold Grey Morning
Cold grey morning without sunlight ghostly mist on the horizon
Empty visions of a world gone mad paints a picture so revealing
Through my window dark tomorrow I can hear the sirens wailing
For the future we are holding on as the ship of fools is sailing
Such a long time such a long time
We are waiting for a peace that's lasting
Reaching upward sliding downward looks like just another
Cold grey morning
Hardly breathing hope is fading it's the e nd of the beginning
Children playing in the empty streets it's a cold grey morning
song performed by by Kansas
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Tv Show
Too much anger trapped inside
Its so hard to let it go
Hope is fading
Im tired of waiting
And Im moving much too slow
The stars above Im cursing
And it still seems Im rehearsing
But the cameras have been
Rolling all the while
This storys getting boring
And the spectators are snoring
I suggest you turn the dial
Life is a tv show
Shouldve been canceled long ago
Life is a tv show
Shouldve been canceled long ago
Life is a tv show
Life is a tv show
Life is a tv show
Shouldve been canceled long ago
I saw a headline in the paper
Of another ticker taper
For a war which has barely just begun
Well be waving our flag silly
As were chopped into piccalilli
And thats not my idea of fun
Life is a tv show
Shouldve been canceled long ago
Life is a tv show
Shouldve been canceled long ago
Life is a tv show
Life is a tv show
Life is a tv show
Shouldve been canceled long ago
song performed by by Phish
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What She Said
She said: Would I might sleep
With the bulbs I plant so deep,
Forgetting all the long Winter
That I must awake and weep.
A dreamless sleepy-head,
Forgetting my Dear was dead;
Nothing caring nor knowing
While the dark season sped.
I am so young, so young,
And the years stretch out so long,
The weeks and the months so endless;
The long life does me wrong.
I would grow old and grey,
As though 'twere only a day,
Till his voice came calling, calling
To me under the clay.
Then I should spring to the sun,
Life done with, Life begun,
And run where he waited to lift me
Over the threshold stone.
She sighed in the Autumn weather: --
Would I and the bulbs together,
For Spring lay quietly waiting;
I and the bulbs together.
poem by Katharine Tynan
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Too High
Oh your bones are brittle
Inside you
Wrap so soft your blood is running
Ill be there
If youre moving slowly
Will you still get there
Ill be there
Such a strong desire
Hunger
All you need
To hope you keep your head yeah
As the slow hand quickens
What youve done with all those around you
Hope for always that someone
Will come and see you
Well Ill be there
To watch you saltry turning
Seething
Ill be there
Minutes hold on to hours
Gets you twisting
All you need
To hope you keep your head yeah oh
The slow hand quickens
Howd you leave it
With the love you lost
You made them crawl to be without you
The slow hand quickens
Yes
Sand is empty
In the hourglass
Ill be there
To turn it over and over
In your head
So you keep the hope
You get your day yeah oh
As the slow hand quickens
Oh you see
Too hard to break
Too cold to burn
Afraid your chance is gone
The wires are crossed
Your mouth is lost
You fear youve left it far too long
The minutes pass
The hours are gone
So hard to find your way alone
As the slow hands quicken
The slow hands quicken
These slow hands quicken
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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A Long Time Ago
Seems like such a long time ago,
I was walking on a lonely road.
Getting tired of dreaming alone,
like all the lonely people I had known.
Seems like such a long time ago,
there was no one who would share my song.
I was just a boy far from home,
but I became a man when you came along.
We spent the whole night talking.
You said you'd like to see the sun rise.
But in the gold of morning,
was nothing that I had not seen in your eyes.
I was so afraid to touch you,
thought you were too young, you know.
So I just watched you sleeping.
Then you woke and said to me,
The night is cold, it frightens me.
I could sleep so easy next to you.
Wasn't very long ago,
you said that you would like to share my role.
Then you started singing my song.
Spent so many nights a-waiting,
Lets not spend a moments wasting time,
because we have very far to go.
I will go if you will take me,
I have never had a lover.
I am young but I am so alone.
We spent the whole night talking.
But in the gold of morning....
song performed by by Jim Croce
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Slow Down
Chorus:
I said slow down--
Slow down and live, my friend
Take time--take time to understand
The things--the things you hope to win
Before--before your journeys end
Slow down--slow down and try to do
The things--the things thats right for you
You know--you know
The soul--the soul
You save could be your own
Albert abernathy never spent a foolish dime
Rising at the crack of dawn and working overtime
You know, he never told me how much happiness he found
Yesterday we laid him in the finest grave in town.
Chorus:
I said slow down--
Slow down and live, my friend
Take time--take time to understand
The things--the things you hope to win
Before--before your journeys end.
Slow down--slow down and try to do
The things--the things thats right for you
You know--you know
The soul--the soul
You save could be your own.
Little sally tremble is a music city queen
You can see her picture now on every magazine
Sallys come a long way from the life she left behind
Shes had six gold records and been married seven times!
Chorus:
I said slow down--slow down and live my friend
Take time--take time to understand
The things--the things you hope to win
Before--before your journeys end
Slow down--slow down and try to do
The things--the things thats right for you
You know--you know
The soul--the soul
You save could be your own.
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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No time to chase the wind
My life had started, as i feel my life will end
with twists, and turns, curves, and a bend
I used to race the wind, and fight the storms
an endless game, between me, and shaded forms
i would try and try, but always fail
i was determined to win, i was just behind, i had it by the tail
i was to beat the wind i swore it so
at any costs i would win, i had a lifetime to go
But i was only a child, and i neglected to see
that as i grew older, the wind eluded me
there's no time for chasing the wind, to much work you see
the wind had won again, how could this be
i spent all my life, running, and running, so far away
never would i stop, there was no time to stay
theres no time for chasing the wind anymore
my joints are old and sore
my days are numbered, i bow down to thee
i give in to you, i have lost all strength, i'm stiff as a tree
my limbs have grown tired, my lungs out of air
i'v run for so long, i haven't a care
there's no time for racing the wind, thats it, no more
a silence befell the field, the wind and ceased, he dropped to the floor.
have you grown tired as well, is it time to rest
has this game gone on long enough, have i passed the test
i'm so tired now, so very tired now, all i want is to lay here...
lay here only a moment, he lay on the ground, silent and calm,
his chest rises and drops, it rises, then stops... his breath is long gone he draws his last breath, and his spirit carried on.
The wind swept away his soul and he traveled within the breeze.
at last he could see, what he had fought for so long
so peaceful, so light, serene as a romantic song
There is no time to chase the wind, you've carried on
theres no time to chase wind, for the wind is far gone
In memory of my great grandfather
William Powers
poem by Collin Hagan
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Alufalism songs3
Not now Please, (delay of long life)
Listen to my hope in my tears, long life is ahead of my future, the Spirit is willing yet the passage of life refuse my set-time.
NOT NOW, (success is inside men)
Success is not just in the path of Righteousmen but in their soul.
Not now, (life is needed in success also in Spiritual aspect)
i cann't die just yet, Spirit giveth life to Spirit,
Not now, i will give to my generation both born and unborn life,
my Spirit is more capable and alart to the Spiritual things.
poem by Senator alufalism
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INDIGENOUS: Our lands are here to welcome
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do not come in peace
INDIGENOUS: As long, as long ago we offer welcome
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do not come in peace
INDIGENOUS: An offering from within deep within
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do not come in peace
INDIGENOUS: Who are your people?
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do not come in peace
INDIGENOUS: Our custom, begins like this
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do no come in peace
INDIGENOUS: From the tops of the gum trees, too
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do not come in peace
INDIGENOUS: Beneath the earth our mother
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do not come in peace
INDIGENOUS: If you share with our traditions
PARLIAMENTARIAN: We do not come in peace
We do not come in peace
Die just be gone
poem by Lisa Bellear
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Your Song
it's a little bit funny, this feeling inside
I'm not not of those, who can easily hide
I don't have much money, but boy if i did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live
If i was a sculptor, huh, but then again no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much, but it's the best i can do
My gift is my song, and this one's for you
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind
That i put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses, well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while i wrote this song
It's for people like you, that keep it turned on
So excuse me forgetting, but these things i do
You see i've forgotten, if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is, what i really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes i've ever seen
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind
That i put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world
I hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind
That i put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world...(fade out)
song performed by by Ronan Keating
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Dream Of A Dream
I'll dream about you when I sleep tonight
Dream about what some wouldn't consider right
Dream about your touch
That I long for so much
Dream about my hope for a future with you
And that feeling of having something new
Something so wonderful and with all the meaning in the world to me
Something that would give me so much glee
And is sure to change my life undoubtedly
I'll dream about the memories we'll share
And all those good times, whilst for each other we care
I'll dream a dream sure to raise my heart
Then to brake it as from dreamland I depart
I talk of a story of a dream
A dream sure to redeem...
What has been lost from me for so long...
My life. Now seemingly so wrong
A dream I hope, but doubt to come true
But will continue to hope for no matter what I do
This is a dream of a dream of mine
A dream, that if should ever come true, I would not decline
poem by Amy Parkinson
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Life long...
Life long dreams made
Life long debts paid
Life long fights won
Life long task done
Life long sorrow averted
Life long disasters diverted
Life long promises kept
Life long tears were wept
Life long hate is bound
Life long Love is found
Life long hearts as one
Life long end will come
poem by Troy Williams
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Your Song
(bernie taupin & elton john, 1969)
It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside
I'm not one of those, who can easily hide,
I don't have much money, but boy if i did
I'd buy a big house where we could both live.
If i were a sculptor, but then again no,
Or a man who sells potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much, but it's the best i can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you.
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done,
I hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind
That i put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world.
I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of those verses, you know what, make me cross
But the sun's been quite kind while i wrote down this song,
It's for people like you that keep it turned on.
So excuse me forgetting, but these things that i do
You see i've forgotten, if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is, what i, what i really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes i've ever seen.
And you can tell everybody, this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done,
I hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind
What i put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world.
I hope you don't mind, i hope you don't mind
What i put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world.
While you're in the world
While you're in the world
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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It Won't Stay for Long :)
I got up in the morning and there is nothing exciting lined
Why is my life like that is what there on my mind
Why do I have to stay back and not do anything today
I yell at god and ask, Will this ever stop the play?
Then I sit outside for a while and listen to birds sing
The soothing sound is making me strong, a tear in my eyes they bring
And I feel they are passing on a note through their song
That everything is going to be alright and it won't stay for long!
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I work so hard, but seems Its all waste of time,
I am giving up and I decide not to climb,
Why the days of my life are so grey?
And I ask God, Will this ever stop the play?
Then I go to take a stroll in the garden and smell the flowers around,
The refreshing smell is giving me message that at this moment you should not frown,
The destination is near to which you and your heart belong
Ensuring me that this won't stay for long!
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When we are the only one going through tough times and others are not stressed,
It means that something big is waiting only for us and we are chosen to be blessed
God answers all our questions and he is with us in our journey, all along..
Giving us hope that this won't stay for long!
poem by Khushbeen Kaur
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Morning Glow
Morning glow morning glow
Starts to glimmer when you know
Winds of change are set to blow
And sweep this whole land through
Morning glow is long past due
Morning glow fill the earth
Come on shine far all youre worth
Well be present at the birth
Of all faith looking new
Morning glow is long past due
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
You should have started long ago
Morning glow all days long
For we sing tomorrows song
Never knew we could be so strong
But now its very clear
Morning glow is almost here
Oh oh morning glow
Id like to help you grow
We should have started long ago
Morning glow all your life
We can make the new day right
All the bad songs of the night
Will fade into the past
Morning glow is here at last
song performed by by Michael Jackson
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The Rose and the Bee
'Well, what tidings today?' said the bee
To the burgeoning rose.
'You are young, yet already you see
Much of life, I suppose.'
Said the rose, 'Oh, this life is so filled
With astonishing things
That I think I could not be more thrilled
E'en if roses had wings.
Three lupins have bloomed by the pond
Since last you were here;
In the nest of the blue-wrens beyond
Three nestlings appear.
A gay butterfly slept by my side
All yesternight thro'
Till dawn, when a thrush hymned his pride.
But how goes it with you?'
'There are great things at hand,' said the bee.
'Change comes to my life.
In my hive in the woollybutt tree
Strange rumors are rife.
The old queen grows restless, I fear,
She is planning to roam;
And I must adventure this year
From the old, safe home.
'Old Black Wallaby's limping, I see,
Trap again, I suppose.
Life is full of mischance,' said the bee.
'Ah, no,' sighed the rose.
'Despite all the folly and sin
And the gala and the strife,
It's a wonderful world we live in,
It's a wonderful life.'
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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