Number 4
Got a phone call today
They said you passed away
You were fine morning
And just yesterday
But now you've got no heartbeat
We have the same name
But I know nothing about you
Just stories, just fame
I didn't cry earlier
Not when I heard
Not a single tear
But now they're here
I had so many chances to visit
Like last year with my cousin
Last month when you were still livin'
But I didn't
I just didn'
I know it wasn't right
That I should've held you tight
At least so I can remember
The last time I told you goodnight
But I can't
I'm sorry I don't know you
I'm sorry I was never near
It's not that I don't care
Now you're part of my prayers
Part of the past
The past is the past
Live in the present
Prepare for the future
That's all I can do
poem by Mariam de Haan
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A Missed Call
Last night
I received
A missed
Call from
My past…
Did I cry?
Yes, I cried
A lot.
Did I call back?
No, I didn't.
For, when I had
Needed my past
To be my present
And my future, it
Wasn't there for me.
It had abandoned me.
So I didn't want to
Go back as in the
Present, I see no
Future with my
Past.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Day's
Yesterday It has came and gone
Once again secretly it has left us behind
Now all we have is regrets and past wishes
And the many dreams we never did find.
Those days are now part of our memory
While we might think back to why didn't I
But then remorse we will always remember
While we always question ourselves just why.
Tomorrow it will never be here
As tomorrow will always be tomorrow
That is were we put our dreams and our hopes
And where we escape from our sadness and sorrow.
It is the days that we do dread
And the days that we hope and pray to arrive
Where love is held and deadlines our met
But some how they never do survive.
Today is all that we are guaranteed
As we are promised no future or even past
We are here now so we much cherish that
As in the end that is all that might ever last.
We must live and learn by the day
So we must enjoy every second that we live
Never to put off till tomorrow do it today
As today is the only day that we hold captive.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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From the Lips
Excuse:
'I didn't want to see them like that.
That is why I didn't come by to see them,
Before they passed away.'
Excuse:
'I know I should have asked you
How you were doing!
But I was told you were doing fine,
And that's why I hadn't called! '
Excuse:
'Even though I know most of our relatives
Attended.
I didn't get an invitation.
My father got one.
I should have received one too! '
Excuse:
'I really didn't tell lies on you and things you did.
I just told them what I heard.
And when I saw you the other day,
You didn't speak to me.
But I didn't tell them you didn't see me...
And what I heard came from someone,
Who hasn't seen you at all! '
These excuses come from the lips,
Of those who will swear they know you!
Everything about you...
And more!
Why they stay amazed,
You would rather keep away from them...
Day and night to remain in peace,
Will not stop a dropp of their gossip!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dimension Merge
For us the past has gone and the present moves on
into the yesterday of a future’s present time.
Despite living in the future’s past this will not last,
present and future will very soon combine.
Future or dimension, to some a misapprehension,
but they are one in the same.
If there’s more than one, they will follow on
to leave one, with it’s present name.
On merging we’ll realise we’ve no future to recognise,
and the past and present is all we’ll know.
The past will still be renewed, with each day used,
but the future will mean only tomorrow.
poem by Orlando Belo
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On June 1st of That Year
I wish I could take back everything that I have ever said that hurt you
I wish I could have another one of our 'important talks'
But that's not going to happen
Since you didn't make it thought ther night
I just hope you didnt feel much pain,
When you died
I still can remember the call
When I picked up the phone and it was the hospital
And they told me that you was in a bad car crash
And that you had died instanly
I just wish I would have said I love you
And gave you a kiss
Instead of being pissed at you
Over something so childish
The women told me that you was under the influence of drugs
I just sat there and started weeping
I told you earlier that day that drugs was going to kill you
I just wish I wasn't right
I just wish I could hold you in my arms just one more time
I just wish I could have been their to say good-bye
There is not one day that goes by
That your not in my thoughts
It has be so hard for me the past month it has been hell
I told you if you died
I would be able to handle it
That I would have to join you as well
You dont have to worry anymore
Because in a second or two
I will be with you
People thought I was stronger then what I was
Then they found out that
I couldn't handle the presure of the world by myself anymore
When little Brandi hung herself
On June 1st of that year
(4-24-05)
poem by Brandi Young
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Presence A Myth
Past tells presence
And presence passes it
To the envied future
But this myth goes on
As there is no
Such a thing as present
Today is past
And tomorow is future
But when the sun rise
It is all declared a past
For every second I breathe
For every minute I live
I declare all that past
And so i live it behind
But for every morning
I await
That is where the future is
And for every morning
I live behind
That is where the past lies
There's no presence
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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Call On Me
Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys
sit here reliving the other self's mournings
Caught in the crossbow of ideas and dawnings
stand I
Oh oh oh oh
Reliving the past of the maddening impulse
violent upheaval, the pure driven instinct
The pure driven murder, the attraction of daring
stand I
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call
[Rowena:]
A wild being from birth
my spirit spurns control
wondering the wide earth
searching for my soul
Dimly peering
I would surely find
what could there be more purely bright
in truth's day-star
Ooohhh
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call, call on me
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call on me
Why didn't you call on me
why didn't you call
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Gobble Gobble 4
This is a special time
we celebrate each year
Honey, something in your eye
or could that be a tear
The past is the past
this year I'll behave
Are you disgusted
or starting the wave
I know in the past
I have let you down
You told me last year
I played a naked clown
I may not remember
all the things I've done
But you know of Turkeys
all call me number one
Yep, I'm a Turkey
that I proudly admit
But I can't be a Turkey
if no one pitches a fit
So I guess you could say
that I do it all for you
You see, Turkeys may GOBBLE
but like all, they need Love too
This Thanksgiving remember
if your Turkey plays the part
He would not be a Turkey
if he were not in your heart
Terry M
Leave The Past And Moving On With The Future
What does it means to
Leave the past, and moving on with future?
It means you have to just let it go
Even it going hurt and feel so much in pain
You have other things looking forward too
If you love something so much
It will come back to you
It does it meant to be and if don't then just move on
I have finally learn my mistakes after yesterday
It's was perfect day off
I want to be who I am
I changes so much just to fit in
That's not like me
Time to figure out what I really want
What does it means to
Leave the past and moving on with future?
It means that this is now and your chances to do what you been waiting for
Time is running out
No going back and forth in path
No going back and forth in past to future
I'm stop acting like I'm scared
I'm not and now this is my time
I'm not regreat anything anymore
I don't want be like this
I need to think before I say something or do it
Past is not something I need think about
I need to think about future that I'm waiting for to happen
This is me and I finally understand what I didn't before
It's all right in front of me
I need to grab it and hold onto it
Future is waiting for me
I'm moving forward
Leave the past and moving on with future
poem by Christina Phan
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My little book
blind as I was, deaf as my friend yet! have
gone as furthest as the universe, I thought
that was only a great dream of my past
laughing me seems to easy, for once I was
a little child is always a child, it was the day
where my father and mother hold me so tight,
closing my bulging eyes as they read, telling
some fabulous stories and then gradually falls
my attentive ears down to my sight and there
no more
all comes to meet my fantastic imagination,
making my childhood memories filled it all, with
what is all remembered is not what it makes, for
what ever is heard now has gone as it is done
books tells me different stories, that relates my
ways, for I taste of what is the past and today, simply
I know that hearing is not reading and reading is
always remembering
my little book paved me the way that in my little
room I will be free....read and read and read...the
only way to visit and see, of what is yesterday for
the future belongs today.....and reading always
become part of me
poem by Antonio Liao
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Live Today
Live today not as yesterday, or as if there's no tomorow, but live today as today. Because yesterday was the past which you shall not dwell in, and tomorrow is the future which we have no control over. but live today as today, I say at this very moment. So we won't make the same mistakes we made yesterday, And that we won't let today or yesterday jeopardize our future. So I say live today as today, cause it is just another lesson learned. That we won't let our past harm us today, and not let our future be damage by our today's
poem by Shonta Mckoy
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3. A Tall Story
I built myself a time machine
And travelled to the past
Where dinosaurs looked hungry
So my visit didn’t last
I travelled to the future
Where food came in a pill
But apple pie with gravy on
Just didn’t fit the bill
I came back home to present day
Where animals are smaller
And if you want an ice-cream
Here food looks so much taller
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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The Path Of Time
Whether of present or past
Or future if you please
The time that you portray
Moves only for yourself
Some choose to live in the past
Lost hopes and dreams they share
But time only last
Until they release the burden they bear
Some choose to live in the present
And behold the sights of each day
A balance of decisions for 10 second frames
And everything always seems fair
Some people look towards the future
To see long term effects unfold
However long it takes to get there
They keep persisting towards their goal
I chose to live in the present
Ignore the past and future presence
And live life like I will not see the next day
And still not have to care
But if I provide an example
For past, present, or future
My path is still my own
And moves only for myself
poem by Logan Fulk
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Past, preasnt, future
Someday in the future you will die
Someday in the future you will cry
Someday
Tomorrow you will live
Tomorrow you will be one with those around you
Tomorrow
Today you will meet a new face
Today you will save somebodys life
Today
Yesterday you watched someone die
Yesterday you watched a life begin
Yesterday
Everyday all the time you do the things you don't know you do
Everyday you show the world a new part of humanity
Everyday
Past, preasnt, and future are always happening
Past, preasnt, and future will never stop comeing
Past, preasnt, future
Eternity your soul will live
Eternity you will be yourself
Eternity
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Do You Ever...?
Do you ever think about the past?
Do you ever wish it didn't go by so fast?
Do you ever smile at the good times?
Do you ever laugh at all the silly rhymes?
Do you ever remember laughing so hard you thought you would pee?
Do you ever think about all the stories that start with, 'Remember when we...? '
Dou you ever think to yourself, 'We shouldn't have gotten away with that.'?
Do you ever remember how we were looked at?
Do you ever wonder why our parents always asked, 'What are you girls doing? '
Do you ever laugh remembering how we always replied with a laugh and a simple, 'Nothing.'?
Do you ever remember running around?
Do you ever think about us not caring if we looked like clowns?
Do you ever think about the past?
Do you ever wish it didn't go by so fast?
poem by Ashley Reese
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A Curious Secret
When I said that I read
Vita Sackville-West
He didn't get it
When I said I had a yen
To visit Llangollen
and bask in the past
of those infamous ladies
He still didn't get it
When I wrote I was smote
in a Sapphic type verse
He just didn't get it
I even told him of my passion
for Balthus' 'Guitar Lesson'
yet he still didn't get it!
So while we watched
'Gazon Maudit'
and he sat there
obliviously
I asked him to join us
Now he gets it!
© Justine Tennant 2004
poem by Justine Tennant
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Time My Past My Future! ! !
Time My Past My Future
The time is racing my past behind me
NO!
My past in front,
My future behind,
I wasn't thinking of my future,
I was back in my past.
But now this is my story! ! ! !
A mother who did not love me,
A sister a brother trying to comfort me,
I felt all alone
Now inhale
and
Exhale.
My future
A mother, A brother, once upon a time a father,
But no more
I stride for my future,
Not for my past
I tell you children
NEVER Look Back! ! !
But i do wondering......
I f my past was different would my future be better?
Would it?
Never mind that,
The time is racing to my future
I live for today and NOT tomarrow.
So I Never Look Back.
poem by Chauntae Ridley
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mrs P.A.S.T
Past, present, future where am I
Because i still cry 4 past
I still smile because of u present
And i still need u future...
I took a step back yesterday..
And realized I'm still in my previous..
but present told me 2 let go
I said i couldn't
'It Once Made Me Smile'..
Future laughed
And said
so unfortunate Mr Past wont be there in my chapter..
so i cried
poem by Gift Macozoma
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Jealous Guy (Live)
(John Lennon)
What we really came back to play was this number - Jealous Guy
I was dreaming of the past
and my heart was beatin' fast,
I began to lose control
I began to lose control
I didn't want to hurt you
And I'm sorry I made you cry, no
I didn't want to hurt you (no I didn't care)
I'm just a jealous guy
I was feeling insecure
You might not need me anymore
I was shivering inside
I was shivering inside
I didn't want to hurt you
And I'm sorry I made you cry, oww
I didn't want to hurt you (no I didn't care)
I'm just a jealous guy
I'm just a jealous guy
I'm just a jealous guy
I'm just a jealous guy
I'm just a jealous guy
I don't want nobody messing with you, oh no
Jealous guy
Goodnight cheers. Drive carefully home.
Thank you for your time, and your money.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Rape...
A horrible crime
Rape.....loss of innocence,
didn't have a choice,
Nobody heard my voice,
memory of the past,
hope it crosses my mind
erases out of my memory,
so i don't have to remember the past
i wish she didn't tell me to go to the park
so I would still have it
my innocence i mean
I used to be so clean
now i'm violated, unclean and dirty
and the guilt is killing me
even though its not my fault
i feel as though it is
when she left something told me to go i could have left
I should have listened to that voice
and ran.....but no.....i choose to stay
and he accomplished his mission
what he set out to do
i was only 13 years old.....he was 16
i hated every minute of it
I closed my eyes and imagined I was invisible
but he took all the invisibility
inside of me and i still remember the day
the scene keeps playing in my head like a movie
Rape.....didn't have a choice
Rape.....nobody heard my voice.
poem by Brittany Mischel
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