A reminiscence
When I am alone,
She comes silently
And knocks at the door of my heart,
I welcome her for she is
My most beautiful guest.
With her, I foget the ordeals of my life
And go on the journey of my glorious past.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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To Knock on a Door
Who
Who
Who knocks?
Who knocks at
Who knocks at my door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door?
Who knocks at my door - not chamber door, but door. Who knocks? Is it a raven - a raven named Nevermore that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door? ... No, it's just my brother, Josh, that knocks, knocks at my non-chamber door:
It's time for dinner.
poem by Hannah Shier
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O, once in each man's life, at least, Good luck knocks at his door; And wit to seize the flitting guest Need never hunger more. But while the loitering idler waits Good luck beside his fire, The bold heart storms at fortune's gates, And conquers its desire.
quote by Lewis J. Bates
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Life And Time
if life is a book, then time is pen--writing pages of life journey;
if life is a piece of white paper, then time is color--painting more colorful life journey;
if life is a long river, then time is surging waves--pushing forward of life journey;
if life is a tree, then time is pieces of green leaves--enriching life journey;
if life is a door, then time is just the key--opening new start of life journey;
if life is a cup of coffee, then time is a bag of condiments--flavoring into life journey;
if life is a scene of tv play, then time is nameless leading role in it--performing its own speical and unique life journey;
if life is a oil painting, then time is its palette--rendering life journey;
if life is a fast horse, then time is its running greenland--carrying load of life journey;
if life is a greenland, then time is spring rain--moisturing nutrition of life journey
...........
this is ur own life, a life which only belong to ur own, ur sepcial and unique one.......
poem by Flying Heart
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The Return
Who knocks at the door so late, so late—
Who knocks so late at the door?
Is it one who comes as a stranger comes,
Or one who has knocked before?
Is it one who stays with intent to bless,
Or one who stands to implore?
My days have been as the years, she said,
And my heart, my heart is sore;
Love looked in my face for a moment's space
One happy spring of yore—
Looked in my face with a wistful grace:
And left me to grieve evermore!
Through all the days the door stood wide,
For hope had breathed a vow
That love should ne'er be kept outside.
The years were long and hope hath died;
The door at last is barred and fast—
Why comes this knocking now?
Yet woe the waiting heart, she said,
And the heart it waiteth for!
And woe the truth and wasted youth
That nothing shall restore!
The faith that's fled, the hope that's dead,
The dreams that come no more.
Who knocks at the gate—so late, so late?
Thou foolish heart, be still!
What is 't to thee if love or hate
Knocks in the midnight chill?
Art thou, poor heart, compassionate?
Is love so hard to kill?
Ah me! the night is cold, she said;
Would I might all forget;
But memory lives when hope is dead,
And pity heals regret;
As light still lingers overhead
When sun and moon are set.
poem by Florence Earle Coates from Mine and Thine (1904)
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Do You?
Do you hear the rain drops on your window?
Do you feel the wind touching your body?
Do you feel the sun smiling to your face?
Do you hear the birds singing?
Do you?
This is life going through your veins,
This is reason to be happy and fulfill.
Do you feel my love knocking by your door?
Do you want to open it?
Sometimes love knocks only one time and goes away,
But love always knocks,
And if you hear knocking,
And you opent it
There is something waiting out there,
Something that will make your heart get crazy,
Something that will turn your world upside down,
But it will be a crazy happiness,
Because at your door it will be
The meaning of your life,
Woman of your dreams,
Key of your answers,
Me.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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Calculations
The competency of calculations exceeds my expectations,
Like living in the wilderness, we calculate somehow;
The reasoning of jests pierces us in the jet of life,
Then life gave mathematical problems, of the hour.
This moon in the sky, when the sky collapses,
Knocks on the door, knocks again and repeatedly;
The sums and products of the deeds in life
Master us in ourselves, even my attention is praised.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Journey To The Past
As I arise;
With my bare feet walk back slowly,
Back to where my heartaches lay;
I stride to step forward
Forward to the haunting past
Where my life is being caged
Dwelling in vague happiness
Imprisoned from failed hopes
Making my tomorrow covered with reeks
A journey to the past, my heart seeks.
Voices from nowhere, echoing;
“Be free;
Before you pursue your journey,
Let loneliness and confusions slip away,
Just be free from all your pain and sorrow.
So, your journey towards tomorrow, with glee
“Untangle yourself from the chain of yesterday,
Cleanse your heart from pain,
Loosen every bit of confusing thoughts,
Be free from nightmares of broken dreams
Let you life flows like glistening streams.”
Voices within me, whispers;
“Let me journey to my past,
Let me breathe again the coolness of the old air
That I may love the freshness of the new air
I can live my today and face tomorrow
With new beginning, of a new hope and new dreams”
My journey of growing, my journey to the past;
Bury each memory; the shadow of yesterday,
Quest a new life, living in reality
A new me.
_mAia_
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9: 30Am
poem by Maia Padua
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The Songs of Summer
The songs of summer are over and past!
The swallow's forsaken the dripping eaves;
Ruined and black 'mid the sodden leaves
The nests are rudely swung in the blast:
And ever the wind like a soul in pain
Knocks and knocks at the window-pane.
The songs of summer are over and past!
Woe's me for a music sweeter than theirs--
The quick, light bound of a step on the stairs,
The greeting of lovers too sweet to last:
And ever the wind like a soul in pain
Knocks and knocks at the window-pane.
poem by Mathilde Blind
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Crazy Moon
in my life i still wait
for the crazy moon
one that knocks
on my door simply
because i have
closed the window
and this crazy moon
insists that i have
to see it whole
before it leaves
to its journey and
swears what bad
is there that my
darkness can do
to me.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Lifes A Journey
I say life’s a journey, because life’s something we have once and everything we do and say is something we can’t go back and change. So I look at life as a journey. That I have to live full out, with no regrets. I don’t have time to live in the past or think about all the bad things. Almost all human being takes life for granted, and I don’t want to be one of those people. So I promised my self to never ever live with regrets, so I try to do whatever my heart tells me. And I try to stand up for all my believes, and I can’t do that if I live in the past or with regrets. It’s a waist of time,
Because life’s a journey.
I usually say if you got a dream go for it, because giving up on a dream is like giving up on life and giving up on life is like sitting and asking god to die. I know it’s hard to go for your dream when people tell you, that you won’t make it. So I just tell my self, whenever I fall I get back up, because I won’t give up without a fight.
Because life’s a journey.
What you’ve got if you don’t have faith, I know it’s hard to hold on to, when we live in a world like this. But I always hold on to my faith and my hopes.
My believes is what often keeps me going,
Because life’s a journey.
Life is hard, we all know it isn’t fair but I say stop worrying about what you/we don’t have and appreciate what you/we have. Because whenever you/we have a bad day someone else has a worse day and in worse case someone might be dying,
Because life’s a journey.
This world need some love, I know it’s easier to hate than love but at least could we try to respect each other. We would get so much more out of this journey then, I really believe that. Maybe sometimes we should just start to think about our self’s than everybody else. Because if we keep hate on each other, we will soon see world war 3, and I don’t think any one wants that to happen. I wish we could all respect each other, black and white, blue and yellow, bigger and smaller. Because at the end of the day we all human being on a journey that can end any time. It’s sad but it’s true,
Because life’s a journey.
Life’s a journey till the day it ends and when it ends there is no looking back or taking back. We had our changes only doomsday will show us if we wasted our time on our journey or if we enjoyed the journey and appreciated what we had. When we are at the end of our journey that’s when we have to face death. Many people forget we have to die because they might be afraid, but I’m not because it’s a part of life.
Life’s a journey till it ends.
poem by Precious Mason
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Three Knocks Door
One knock
just say my name
Two knocks
you should clear your ears
Three knocks
open the door!
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Star of Bethlehem
‘Will you come again? ’
I asked you that evening
Your steps moved silently
Towards the door
The setting sun by then
Stealthily entered through
The door ajar
All set to grab you
The floor under my feet
Felt damp
Dusk, gathering its shadows
The question silently repeated
As silently as the stars that
Revealed themselves
On the fading sky
You turned your head
Standing one step
Outside the door
Your eyes twinkled
As those stars
Hope hoisted
A star-like flag…
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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The night has left the stranger in the heart
who knocks and knocks but never lets in
I don't know if the dawn will find his home
the beam to write a message upon his door
'please come in or come no more'
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Journey Of The Soul.................
journey.............
this is the journey..........
that i have to waded...........
to through rise and fall my life...........
accompanied by silences and loneliness
to sing a longing song...........
longing to beloved.............
to heard homesickness melody...........
to wrote my life's story..............
the physical journey
that I've traverse
is the journey of soul.............
what a big scenery...............
as far as my journey..........
as lots as my experiences.........
I've moved on...........
from the teenage world........
to the matured way.............
this journey had taught me.........
and introduced me
to the way of life..........
to the life's meanings..............
I don't want to wasted it...........
because...........we afford to live once
and can't turn back to the past..........
otherwise to spin backwards the time..........
poem by Lina Manja257
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The Only Way
Jesus Christ is the Only Savior
He died for us sinners all
God's Only Son, our Redeemer
Forgiving those to Him who call
For He alone did shed His blood
Up there on the Cross at Calvary
He gave His life, the Way to God
To save all men like you and me.
He knocks today at your heart's door
And to anyone who lets Him in
His loving Grace to him He'll pour
Forgiveness, Love, shall reign within.
'Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with Me.'
Revelation 3: 20
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Star of Bethlehem
‘Will you come again? ’
I asked you that evening
Your steps moved silently
Towards the door
The setting sun by then
Stealthily entered through
The door ajar
All set to grab you
The floor under my feet
Felt damp
Dusk, gathering its shadows
The question silently repeated
As silently as the stars that
Revealed themselves
On the fading sky
You turned your head
Standing one step
Outside the door
Your eyes twinkled
As those stars
Hope hoisted
A star-like flag…
#MY HEARTY WISHES FOR A MERRY CHRISTMAS! #
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Journey To The Past
Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here
People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear
Or how the roud can seem so long
How the world can seem so vast
Courage see me through
Heart I'm trusting you
On this journey to the past
Somewhere down this road
I know someone waiting
Years of dreams just can't be wrong
Arms will open wide
I'll be safe and wanted
Finally home where I belong
Well starting now my life begins
Starting now I'm learning fast
Courage see me through
Heart I'm trusting you
On this journey to the past
Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me
Home
song performed by by Aaliyah
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The Journey
I am looking for a past
I can rely on
in order to look to death
with equanimity.
What was given me:
my mother’s largeness
to protect me,
my father’s regularity
in coming home from work
at night, his opening the door
silently and smiling,
pleased to be back
and the lights on
in all the rooms
through which I could run
freely or sit at ease
at table and do my homework
undisturbed: love arranged
as order directed at the next day.
Going to bed was a journey.
poem by David Ignatow
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Journey 2 The Center Of Your Heart
I know U've been hurt before
I can see it in your eyes
And if U just close the door
I would not be surprised
Even though I know U've heard it
These words I'm tryin' 2 say
I think the others only flirted
With the true meaning of always
U can say what U wanna
But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center of your heart
No, no
Heart (Heart)
I see the candle through your window
Burns there every night
The shadow leaves an innuendo
Of no one holding U tight
Many nights I've dreamt U near me
But awaken 2 U gone (Gone)
I know one day U'll hear me
I don't care how long
U can say what U wanna
But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center of your heart
Oh yeah
(Journey center of your heart)
Journey 2 the center of your heart
Heart
I've waited a lifetime, baby
Just 2 know your name
We've done everything in our minds
Let's stop the game (Let's stop it)
Even though I know U've heard
These words I'm tryin' 2 say
Somehow I think these others, they only flirted
With the true meaning of always
(U can say what U wanna)
Oh, U can say what U wanna
(But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2)
But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center ... (Heart)
(U can say what U wanna)
(But I ain't gonna stop this journey 2 the center of your heart)
Heart, heart
(Heart) {repeat in BG}
Your heart {x3
song performed by by Prince
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Lifes a Journey
As I sit and look back at my life and the things I did, whether they were good or bad...I am here...
The past is my life long journey of truely finding my self.
My present is my life journey to correct my past mistakes and improve my present.
My Future is what I make of my present.
So I choose wisely because I only have one past, present and future.....
poem by Yahaira Perez
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