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Amarelinha

Draw a pattern of
Rectangles
On the ground
And I will throw
A stone
Inside one of
The spaces

Then I hop
And hop
Avoiding this
Line and that
To retrieve
What stone I
Have thrown

In my life
Let us talk

About my life
Seriously
Now, I jump

From past
To present
To present
And past
And future in
A very confusing
Manner

And then
Time, this time
Line does not
Exist anymore

My life is that
Stone and you
Are one of those
Spaces
That rectangle
I jump in

And then we stop
This hopscotch
It is dark and we
Have to stop playing
We must go home
Now

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Don't Tell Me

Tell my heart to stop beating
Tell my mind not to think
Thrown a stone in the ocean
And tell that stone not to sink

Tell the world to stop turnin' around
Tell the sky not to be so blue
Tell the rain to stop fallin' down like tears
But don't tell me to stop loving you
Don't tell me to stop loving you

Tell the past to be forgotten
Tell my life not to exist
Tell a promise made to be unspoken
And my lips not to have been kissed

Tell the world to stop turnin' around
Tell the sky not to be so blue
Tell the rain to stop fallin' down like tears
But don't tell me to stop loving you
Don't tell me to stop loving you

I can't do it

song performed by by Lee Ann Womack from Lee Ann Womack
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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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Dont Tell Me

(buddy miller/julie miller)
Tell my heart to stop beating
Tell my mind not to think
Thrown a stone in the ocean
And tell that stone not to sink
Tell the world to stop turnin around
Tell the sky not to be so blue
Tell the rain to stop fallin down like tears
But dont tell me to stop loving you
Dont tell me to stop loving you
Tell the past to be forgotten
Tell my life not to exist
Tell a promise made to be unspoken
And my lips not to have been kissed
Tell the world to stop turnin around
Tell the sky not to be so blue
Tell the rain to stop fallin down like tears
But dont tell me to stop loving you
Dont tell me to stop loving you
I cant do it, I cant stop
Its something that love has sealed
Only the broken-hearted know the way I feel
Tell the world to stop turnin around
Tell the sky not to be so blue
Tell the rain to stop fallin down like tears
But dont tell me to stop loving you
Dont tell me to stop loving you

song performed by by Lee Ann Womack
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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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Constant Time

Time past and the future give way to this present picture,
But can somebody tell me how to recognize that gate that leads to the bed of roses,
We speak about the future like the past is a grain of sand on the shore,
Washed away by the ocean tide,
Giving way to new grains to make a portrait of the present,
These past memories stay deep in our heart like the depths of the ocean,
Though it gets washed back to shore ones in a blue moon,
Reminding us that our past is a standard measurement of our strength,

Time moves so fast making the past to fade away,
this makes us seem so secured about the present,
Forgetting the fact that our present becomes our past that was once a present from nature as a new day,
Some take the future to be a dream and a wish,
But I take my future to be what I see when I stand from the bottom of the mountain to look at the top,
And my past to be the depth of the ocean that can always be washed ashore …
The only thing I can control is my present,
Yes cos my mind controls my hands to give you a flash of what goes on in my head
Like this words i write to you was once my future and will become my past, making my future my past and my past my future..So ironical isn’t it?

Standing here I sure know 1 thing,
I will reach the top by that foot path,
Yes of course it’s not to mean that I wouldn’t fall,
But I have to break myself off my present past and walk with grace to stand where I belong,
There where I am the king of my destiny,
The past is just going to be a page of memories,
And my future will become my present making time constant in my head,
Because I stand on my past which was once my present and my present which was once my future, making time equal and constant
As I flip thru this page of life,

By: ade

poem by Adeniran Oluokun
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Jump Up With It

It is time you recognize,
And maximize the living your life.
If you jump up with it.
And do not sit.

To feel the best you can.
And open up your eyes,
Like you should.
And get that taste.
Don't hesitate.

If you just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.

No need to compromise.
Or apologize for the living your life.
Get rid of that feeling and do it quick.
Stick it to 'em,
And comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Live your life and comeon,
Jump up with it.
Don't give in and quit.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Let it go and comeon,
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.

It's time you recognize,
And maximize the living your life.
If you jump up with it.
And do not sit.
Don't quit!
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't quit!
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Don't sit,
Just comeon...
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
Rejoice and comeon,
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
This is your life.
Jump up with it.
Jump up with it.
This is your life.
Rejoice and comeon.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Past, Present, Future

i lived in the past for so long
that the present was always unknown.

now i always look ahead at all the possibilities
and there is so much, that i now see.

a shimmer of light at the end of the tunnel
and my thoughts being poured through a funnel.

the past is the past, and that's where it will stay
and in the present, we have to find a better way.
for the present will soon be our past
and if we don't do something, it will not last.

we must always look to the future
for it is only twenty four hours away
then it will be our past
and we have so much to do and say.

when i look at life, i truely have to laugh
today is our future and tomorrow it'll be our past.

now that i have you confused as to what i am
trying to say.
i guess i will try' to put it a better way'.

we all tend to procrastinate
always leaving it for tomorrow.
but! what if you don't see tomorrow.
and today you did'nt accomplish that task
how will you be remembered
if the present you left for last.

when we leave this material world
and our souls soar up in the sky
we will still have our memories
and that we can rely.

for when we get up there(if we do)
your soul will have carried all that you did
in this life
and the memories of friends, family
husband, or wife.

now when you look down on all that you had did
and asking yourself the question.
did i use my time, the way it was
meant to be?
or did i procrastinate, that others now speak of me?

we all have to work in order to survive.
but we must stop on occasion to smell the flowers.
and to enjoy all that we was given
otherwise how can you call this living.

(my thoughts: the words and stories were given to me.
so that i could write them down, for al the world to see.)
this is my philosophy.

poem by Louis Rams
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Rainy Day Women #12 & 35

Well, they'll stone ya when you're trying to be so good,
They'll stone ya just a-like they said they would.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to go home.
Then they'll stone ya when you're there all alone.
But i would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.
Well, they'll stone ya when you're walkin' 'long the street.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to keep your seat.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' on the floor.
They'll stone ya when you're walkin' to the door.
But i would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
They'll stone ya when you are young and able.
They'll stone ya when you're tryin' to make a buck.
They'll stone ya and then they'll say, "good luck."
Tell ya what, i would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.
Well, they'll stone you and say that it's the end.
Then they'll stone you and then they'll come back again.
They'll stone you when you're riding in your car.
They'll stone you when you're playing your guitar.
Yes, but i would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.
Well, they'll stone you when you walk all alone.
They'll stone you when you are walking home.
They'll stone you and then say you are brave.
They'll stone you when you are set down in your grave.
But i would not feel so all alone,
Everybody must get stoned.

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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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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Einstein, Nicholas, My Fantastic Wife And Our Dog On The Beach At Home

a stone
a relative stone
a meteoric stone
a Newtonian stone
a photoelectric stone
a stone from Manhattan
a thermodynamic stone

one stone
a son

in my life
in my wife
a sun

alone

poem by Nicolas Grenier
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Wave Your Flag & Stop The Train

Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Someone just pull the little chain
Girl in my compartment lost her mind
Stop the train
Stop the train
Tried to throw herself upon the line
I cant see you leaving her behind
She doesnt quite remember who I am
Stop the train stop the train
Committing suicide was more her plan
When she was attached to another man
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Someone just pull the little chain
Tried to tell the signal man in time
She still trying to jump out on the line
I cant see you leaving her behind
I cant figure out whats with her mind
I cant figure that shes out of time (? )
I see her reflection on the line
Stop the train
Stop the train
Gates and railroad stations passing me by
I cant see you leaving her behind
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Wave your flag and stop the train
Stop the train
Stop the train
Someone just pull the little chain
Please wave your flag and stop the train
Youve gotta wave your flag and stop the train

song performed by by Electric Light Orchestra
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Tempus

Time our foe,
Time our friend,
Time, the only one to mend
All we break and destroy in our time.
Time, the one to draw the line,
Between our present and our past,
Between our first and also our last.

Time the healer,
Time the knife
That cuts and scars us through our life.
Time our fortune,
Time our loss,
Time our slave,
And time the boss.

Time for our pleasures,
Time for our sorrows.
Time for our angst and hope for our morrows.
So much time yet not enough.
And finally, time, the candle snuff.

poem by Ike Khan
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Present

Bury the Past
Forget the Future
Think about the Present

Be alert and cautious in the present
Do not regret about the past
Or worry about the future

Past is gone
Future is unknown
Present is what you have today

So utilise it to the fullest extent
Its your life's biggest asset
That will fetch you great dividends

Realize that this is a gift given to you by God
That's why it is called as "PRESENT"

poem by Kavita Iyer
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Draw A Line Right There

This summer been tough, but
After all days I spent crying,
I realized that I need to
Draw a line right there
Just look forth
Put my head up, take a breath and walk away
Just forget all this past and
Smile again by turning my frown upside down
I'm happy without you
I have outgrown you
Even if you look cute and ask me for another chance
I will say no and just
Draw a line right there
I'm going a different path and
Hope to found another guy better than you
This feeling is just too much
My heart don't need this anymore or you
I'm tiring of staying home and
Let tears from my eyes dripping down
I want to get back out there and
See sunshine on me
Draw a line right there
Not going let you back in my life
We have good relationship and life together
So is bye forever from me
Good luck on finding someone new
Draw a line right there

poem by Christina Phan
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Man - A Macrocosm Of Nature's Intelligence

this hair
on its own
is no life

this stone
solitary
on the floor
is no life

the air on
the wind
is no life

let it steal
into the man
and the plant

a whole world
starts to churn

and soil with
the stone too
start becoming life

into the plant
into the man

the sun on
its own is no life

take him out
everything
stops to glow

the tree, man and
sun, stone....

this hair
on its own
is dead

throw in the man
throw in the plant
and the air
and the sun
and the stone

everything
starts
to grow

nature seeps,
breathes
through each
and everything

jigsaw puzzle

the man himself
a macrocosm
of its intelligence

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Time Of Life

Time of Life

Precious, endless, unstoppable, time.

Days turn to nights
Todays into yesterdays.

What is, was and what could be, is.

Take time to live your life in full

Take time to smell a flower

Take time to pick up a child

Take time to play

Take time to laugh, and sadly enough
Time to cry.

Your future will soon be your past

Your past just a memory.

So do not try to stop time
For you will only stop yourself
From living at your fullest

Take time to bundle up your losses
And
Turn them into gains
Without ever looking back at what was.

And be so grateful that you do have that time

…The time of life.

poem by Fab Ricciardi
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Existence First, Then Essence

take a stone,
from the beginning it was
a stone in form
and color and smell

and stone to stone
it shall be stone
unless you take it
in your hand
and keep it warm
in the hold of your palm
and take it home with you

you talk to it
and then it becomes
beyond itself

now
it is not just a stone
but your beloved
your lover

you will discover
that its silence also speaks
in tongues

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Silence Of Stone (revised)

take a stone,
from the beginning it was
a stone in form
and color and smell

and stone to stone
it shall be stone
unless you take it
in your hand
and keep it warm
in the hold of your palm
and take it home with you

you talk to it
and then it becomes
beyond itself

now
it is not just a stone
but your beloved
your lover

you will discover
that its silence also speaks
in tongues

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Past-Present-Future

They spend no time together
Yet they're relatively linked
These three birds of a feather
Who march through time in sync

Present is right now
Past is just before it
Future rightly vows
Nothing will detour it

The past flies by too fast
It's movement so incessant
And with a final gasp
Bestows on us the present

The past is understood
When at present we look back
Most memories are good
But some do sadly lack

For the time that's yet to be
The future, as it's known
Let's prepare it present-ly
With good memories all it's own

poem by Stanley Cooper
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In The Stone

Maurice white, david foster & allee willis
I found that love, provides
The key-unlocks, the heart and souls, of you and me-
Love will love, to sing your song,
Love is written in the stone
Every man, I meet is walking time-
Free to wander, past his conscious mind,
Love will come, and take you home-
Love is written, in the stone
Do you believe, my friend, in what you claim, people of the world,
All doubt the same-bringing questions
Of their own-truth is written,
In the stone
In the stone, youll find the meaning
Why youre not standing tall
In the stone
The light is shining, forever touching all-
Life experience a passing day
Time will witness, what the ole
Folks say-getting stronger every day
-strenght is written in the stone-
Deep inside, our hearts for us
To keep-lies a spark of light that
Never sleeps
The greatest, youve ever known-
Yea is written-
In the stone
In the stone, youll find the meaning
Why youre not standing tall
In the stone
The light is shining, forever touching all-
Never, never my darling, never youll
Be alone-forever, ever my darling
True love is written in the stone-

song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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