I Forgot To Believe
I forgot to believe,
I forgot to write.
I endure the pain,
I lost my all right.
The string of my guitar,
Has been torn suddenly,
The music has lost
It's lyric heavenly.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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The Word
There are so many things I have forgot,
That once were much to me, or that were not,
All lost, as is a childless woman's child
And its child's children, in the undefiled
Abyss of what can never be again.
I have forgot, too, names of the mighty men
That fought and lost or won in the old wars,
Of kings and fiends and gods, and most of the stars.
Some things I have forgot that I forget.
But lesser things there are, remembered yet,
Than all the others. One name that I have not --
Though 'tis an empty thingless name -- forgot
Never can die because Spring after Spring
Some thrushes learn to say it as they sing.
There is always one at midday saying it clear
And tart -- the name, only the name I hear.
While perhaps I am thinking of the elder scent
That is like food, or while I am content
With the wild rose scent that is like memory,
This name suddenly is cried out to me
From somewhere in the bushes by a bird
Over and over again, a pure thrush word.
poem by Edward Thomas
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Lost in the Blue!
I sowed our love in grains
in sacred earth
so nice, gentle, reddish
And i forgot, looking the blue!
Look the red, claim you!
cultivate you among forest and woods
so bigs and so beautiful
that withered you!
I am looking the blue!
Look the red, said you!
so many forms to till you
to lacerate your veins
to explore so many gains
But i forgot,
I am looking the blue
Look the red whispered you!
so many ways to handle you
watering you, loving you
but, i forgot my ground.
i am looking the blue
Look the red stammered you!
Lost you
lost me in blue
lost we at all.
poem by Mirna Morgan
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I Forgot my childhood
I forgot the streets in which I used to walk……
I forgot the senseless things I used to talk…….
I forgot the joy of completing all homework……
After which I had no other work…..
I forgot the nights thunder would scare…....
On toys when I used to stare………..
I forgot the time I used to play…..
With dust and clay
poem by Harshal Joshi
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Let Us Forget
He lost his parents
In communal riots
But he forgot it!
Acquired was his fertile tract
For a paltry amount
But he forgot it
He has to fast many a night
Unable to meet rising costs
But he forgot it
Shattered were hold-fasts
Of many a proletariat
But they all forgot
Nothing to surprise at all
It is easy in this democratic State
To keep people in a hypnotic state
Today they each got
A hundred rupee note
And a couple of
Arrack packets
Tomorrow is an auspicious date
They are going to cast
Their precious votes
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Highwire
(robin wilson)
I wanna take you so far
But they dont want to let us out
But they do, they do, they do
I dont wanna walk on that highwire
They aint gonna let us down
But they do, they do, they do
What I could never believe in
I was never really even
And I forgot about the cost
And then I got lost, I got lost, I got lost, I got lost
Didnt really wanna live it over
Or even wanna live it down
But I do, I do, I do
What I could never believe in
I was never really even
And I forgot about the cost
And then I got lost, I got lost, I got lost, I got lost
Didnt really wanna live it over
Or even wanna live it down
But I do, I do, I do...
song performed by by Gin Blossoms
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All day long - Original by Rabindranath Tagore
All day long
I dance with the music of your song!
O my Ektara has only one string;
It can’t bear the pain of songs that you sing!
All along
I have lost in this game of your song!
This string is tuned to make sound of the near
But you are playing your flute from up there!
Can everyone join that shore of your song
By the music to impress everyone?
All along
I have lost in this game of your song!
poem by Asif Andalib
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Six String Music
Six string music
By: jimmy buffett, g.e. smith
1994
Turn off the t.v.
Turn off the crap
Kick off your high heels
Climb up in my lap
Chorus:
And Ill play music
A song from me to you
Simple six string music
A ballad or the blues
No interruptions
>from the telephone
Dont need call waitin
Just you and me alone
Chorus:
And my six string music (six string music)
A song from me to you
Simple six string music (six string music)
A ballad or the blues
Oh I remember that night in africa
My daughter and my little guitar
Straddling the equator
The king of zanzibar
Those shy black hidden faces
They didnt know me from adams cat
But the words and the singin
And the people in a ring
And the whole night went like that
Now some folks like icing
Some folks like cake
Some swim in the ocean
Some paddle in a lake
Well you can get into beethoven
Or you can groove on jimmy reed
But keep it simple stupid
All we really need is
Chorus:
Six string music (six string music)
A song from me to you
Simple six string music (six string music)
A ballad or the blues
Six string music (six string music)
Aint no symphony
Its just six string music (six string music)
So elementary
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Lost In The Music
the music you write
makes my mind soar
the music you write
makes me want to dance
the music you write
is like a lullaby
the music you write
makes my heart jump
the music you write
makes me want to hear it again
the music you write
is like a shooting star
the music you write
makes me fall in love with you
the music you write
is like a shower in a drought
the music you write
is like a dream that i don't want to wake up from
i get lost in the music you write
poem by Brittney Crozier
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A Lost Day
Lost is the day in which you have not found fulfillment in any area: work, private, or social.
Lost is the day in which you have not found a reason to smile: not about others, and not about yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not been of any service: neither to others, nor to yourself.
Lost is the day in which you have not shared some love with another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you did not dedicate one positive thought to yourself.
Lost is the day in which your laziness prevented you to be constructive.
Lost is the day in which you allowed the setbacks and failures of the world to get the best of you.
Lost is the day in which you allowed your jealousy to conquer your compassion.
Lost is the day in which you undertook any act with a devious intention.
Lost is the day in which your mind prevailed your heart.
Lost is the day in which you allowed material gain to determine your decisions.
Lost is the day in which you sought out a prey among the vulnerable.
Lost is the day in which you discarded empathy.
Lost is the day in which you preferred ignorance, through discrimination of any kind, to embracement of equality.
Lost is the day in which you got lost in backbiting and any other kind of meanness directed toward another.
Lost is the day in which you failed to recognize the lesson in even the most dreadful experience.
Lost is the day in which you ignored the voice of your intuition.
Lost is the day in which you did not prioritize the ones you love over material gain.
Lost is the day in which you lowered yourself to hypocrisy.
Lost is the day in which you deliberately brought pain upon another living creature.
Lost is the day in which you allowed hope to get lost.
Lost is the day in which you forgot where you came from.
Lost is the day in which you forget where you're going.
Lost is the day in which you allowed an estrangement between your mind, your body, and your soul.
Lost is the day in which you were not creative.
Lost is the day in which you lost the connection with the source within...
poem by Joan Marques
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I Started Watching Television Again
I started watching television again
Because I forgot to read
At first it wasn't too bad
Something of a Home Improvement
But eventually, I forgot my Friends
I lost all my Cheers
And I just wanted to take Wings
And go to a Different World
Where I might take things slowly
And begin to realize
That sometimes Eight is Enough
poem by Denis Kucharski
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Dementia
My mother forgot how to swallow.
Before that, she lost my face and my name,
erased from her memory by sickness and age.
Her nurses complained she took too long to feed
They wanted a peg and a tube for the deed
My mother forgot how to swallow
She forgot her late spouse, disremembered her vow.
With the loss of the past there is no here and now.
Once she read to my child, then my girl read to her-
Until all the sounds were a meaningless blur
My mother forgot how to swallow
Jesus and Mary and her patron saint
would loved to have helped her, so weak and so faint,
but she had forgotten the simplest prayer -
the beads in her hand little use to her here.
My mother forgot how to swallow
The night nurses found her while making their round
She was cold to the touch, no pulse to be found
She stared, eyes wide open, at the cross on the wall
Perhaps the Messiah had come after all.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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5. I Tend to Forget
My brains in decay
Bits have started to rot
It never remembers
The things it forgot
When I see a face
It can’t tell me their name
I explain I’ve forgot
They say bless what a shame
It never reminds me
Of an important date
Anniversary and Birthdays
All get their cards late
I’ve tried really hard
To get my brain thinking
But I’m coming to terms
With the fact that it’s shrinking
I write little reminders
To help stop the rot
But where did I put them
My brain has forgot
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Painful parting
The pain of parting may you never endure
May you never experience a siren's allure
A beggar I am; my love is profane
And I have endured a lot of pain
Being wretched and lonely I do not enjoy
Oh, how this pain I would like to destroy
But where should I go and what should I do?
I'm completely lost; I have no clue
My life is sad; there is no joy
This pain of mine may God destroy
If the pain of parting could feel my pain
It won't endure it; it would go insane
I have no hope; there is only despair
this pain, O God, was I born to bear?
So, Hafiz, I feel like a nightingale
Having lost his rose, who can only wail.
poem by Lawrence Hiung
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I Forgot
Hey, it’s been so long since I have seen you.
I had to think awhile just to remember you.
I forgot the brightness in your smile.
I forgot gleam that shines in your eyes.
I forgot the soft sweet taste of your lips.
I forgot the way you used to make me move my hips.
But wait minute before you try to ease in my arms.
Because I do remember why we did part.
I remember the harsh names that you used to call me.
I remember the hurt you used to cause me.
I remember the last time we were together and you
nearly choked me to death. So you can keep
on walking cause the abuse I remember.
Don’t you even think that I forgot?
Tangled Up
Oh look at the sunset
It does set every day
And am really seeing it
For the first time.
We forgot what a simple
Smile does to a strained face.
like cool streams running
Through tangled trees and bushes
It brings life to a gloomy existence.
What happened to you
How did you get lost
Oh you used to light up
The world around you
But now it is lacking
Your careless laughter.
You forgot.
Sanity
Sanity never came my way.
(Came his way)
Sanity never came my way.
(His way)
I don't know what I'll do today.
(Way)
'Cause sanity never came my way.
Lost my mind just a couple of times.
(Lost his mind)
Lost my mind just a couple of times.
(His mind)
You can spend your nickels, you can spend your dimes.
(Mind)
But I lost my mind just a couple of times.
You can trespass anywhere.
(A-ny-where)
You can trespass anywhere.
(Ny-where)
Where you go, you'd better beware
(Be-ware)You can trespass anywhere.
I forgot the rules, I forgot my pride.
('Got his pride)
I forgot the rules, I forgot my pride.
(His pride)
I don't need a place to hide.
(Hide)
I forgot the rules, I forgot my pride,
but I don't need a place to hide!
The stars in the sky are very bright.
(Stars are bright)
The stars in the sky are very bright.
(Are bright)
The stars they really suck tonight!
(Stars suck)
The stars in the sky are very bright.
And I don't care if the world explodes.
(world ex-plodes)
No, I don't care if the world explodes.
(Ex-plodes!)
You can save the whales, you can save the toads.
(Toads)
But I don't care if the world explodes.
BANG!
BOOM!
song performed by by Phish
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Its on the tip of my tongue
Its on the tip of my tongue
its a whisper that a heart aches for a thousand moons
its a gleam, a shimmer off the heaving sea on the bluest night
its the scent of the flowing strands of silky hair that mesmerize
its the longing of the forlorn eyes that makes a heart sink
its a nest ready for the miracle of life
I have been lost too long in the wilderness of doubts
I forgot the name, one word that covers all
I forgot what its called...
I forgot what its called...?
Shakil Haider
poem by Shakil Haider
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How
I want to be a great poet
But how I forgot word sentence
Letter grammer so on and so on.
I want to say my story your story
But how I forgot the home the body
land water air sky fire so on and so on.
I do not want to be here at this moment
But how I forgot to live in the playground
With the children with the buds of garden.
I do not to go anywhere at any point of time
But how I forgot to explain the reason
That are within that I have not done.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Lost in everything
Lost in thought
lost in pain
lost in fear
that you can never retain!
Lost in trouble
lost in grief
lost in heartbreak
that you can never relief!
Lost in sorrow
lost in death
lost in misery
That you can never refresh!
Lost in life
lost in words
lost in everything
That you can never return!
Lost in chaos
lost in peace
lost in burdens
that you can never release!
Because these are the things
we think and feel
through the good and the bad
It's a forever done deal!
poem by Katarina Bowman
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I guess you could say I devoted myself so strongly to my music that for awhile I forgot about my family. But I only get one set of parents, and I think I forgot about that for a little while.