Light...
at the present
you are filled with so much worries
this is not necessary
if you are inside it
do not drown yourself with the fullness of its words
torrents are always there
no matter where
come to think of it
when we were once young and new to this world
we are preoccupied with so much fun
we never had time
reflecting our smooth skins
on that mirror
of sorrow
some people who are lost in the present
trace their way back to the past
for some reminders
that times are not that bleak and dark
that this world is not just made of waste and garbage
or that this sun always
shines faithfully for
everyone
always
there is no such thing as overwhelming grief
neither is happiness
that plenary
that there is no more space for
its presence
relax my dear
find a nook and breathe
light always leaks its
way out
into your closing
eyes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Was So Loved By Him
Remove those feelings of regret
Relax - be clear of mind
Make light of loss and grief, my son
For the future will be kind.
Remember i was once like you
Young and hopeful - setting out
Then time rolls by and so you find
Some hopes replaced by doubt.
That this will happen i am sure
Those times when you may fear
That you have maybe lost your way
But i shall be always near.
It is now time to say farewell
My eyes are closing fast
Just hold my hand and look at me
For these words may be my last.
(son)
I do not like you dying now
For a part of me dies too
A feeling in my heart of pain
And not knowing what to do.
I do not want to see you there
Just lying on that slab
I want you to be young again
And continue being my dad.
(father)
But you too will get old, my son
And grey and frail of limb
So breathe in softly and just say
I was so loved by him.
poem by David Keig
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3..... the past not to be Framed In Shadows
the dark shadows of the past
bracket the the here and now of the present
and create a blinding mirage into a hazy future
our choice to stand so hopeless,
.......framed in the present
thus, locked into an unwanted future.....?
let us rather allow our light to shine so bright here in the now
in this we overcome the shadows of the past
and let the radiance of the present then mirror a future
possible, at long last, reflective introspection discovering deep inside
so, as shadows retreat fragments of the essence of Being surface
finding remnants of the essence of Being affirmned, still the same
finding values and priorities migrated to new dimensions in space and time
through this then
the fabric and texture of Being...., now wiser, .....more resilient
the resonance of mind harmonious quiter at peace
understanding and having overcome the shadows,
accepting the mirrored future, bearable-, and joy to be alone
soul no longer running the prairies with scavenging wolves, hungry for love
now present a man hand in hand with love.... belonging,
......no longer longing, ........the cracks, ok emitting light
and as waves of sorrow come at times, as it will, joy smooths the crests
poem by Johan Fourie
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The Mirror...
I Looked At The Mirror
Mirror, Looked Back At Me
I Asked The Mirror
What Do You See?
The Mirror Smiled
“Same As You See”
I Touched The Mirror
The Mirror, Touched Me
Pressing To Break Thru
Glass Vanity
For Tho’ Eye To Eye
Sometimes I See
Mirror’s Right
Is Left To Me
And My Right Side … Made Mirror Left
I Got Perplexed At Imagery
And I Turned Away From Mirror
And Mirror Turned From Me
Our Backs To Each Other
Exposed Rigidly
But, Both Turned Back To Face
And Touch Same Place, And Be
Contained and Content
In Each Other’s Space Respectfully
We Shattered The Barrier
Between Mirror and Me
Back To Reflecting Our World
And The Same Things, We See …
Oh … Mirror, Mirror …
Reflecting You … Seeing Me …
poem by MoonBee Canady
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He’ll Be With Me
What’s ahead, I may not know, but, God will direct the way to go,
While on God’s promises I stand, He will guide me with His Hand,
Opening doors and closing some, God will lead in days to come,
Through the valley and over the hills, I will follow as my Lord wills.
The will of God can’t be frustrated, and His plans are not belated,
Whether hills or valleys my friend, my God will see me to the end,
While in the valley, dark as night, the Lord becomes my only light,
And on that hill, He helps me climb, in God’s perfect will and time.
When the times are dark and bleak, it’s the Lord’s will I must seek,
As the Lord sends me His Grace, while even in that darkest place,
Comforted by simply who God is, and that as a believer, I am His,
As God’s presence is here to stay; throughout my life, day to day.
Times truly change, but God will not, as I live out life’s present lot,
That is the present life afforded to me, by The Lord of all Eternity,
Whose purpose will always prevail, as those around appear to fail,
As the very will which God decreed, in my life, friend, will succeed.
While in a world of shifting sands, I’m secure in my Savior’s hands,
As my every step is ordered by, my Lord God, who reigns on high,
As God’s Spirit reminds my heart, from my side, God won’t depart,
So wherever life’s’ path should go, God will be with me, this I know.
(Copyright ©11/2010)
Under The Sea...
I wait for the spring
as I lay down under the sea
hands tied,
feet bound,
down under the sea
no worries and no grief
when you no more able to breathe
it’s such a relief
world without life is so rife
without sorrow,
I would prefer a tomorrow
down below the pit-less
sea,
don’t have to fit
into the world as a misfit
don’t have to save myself,
the earth and you
don’t need no more love,
don’t need you,
your pity,
as I lay down at the
bottom of the sea
watch life pass by
as bubbles and fizzles,
see happiness all around
it is not for me,
or was not for me,
as I am not around,
it is so calm,
under the sea
I thought, I fell in love
once, with you?
I used to just hang around
you,
but I was still invisible to you,
when I needed you
I could not find
the route,
to your heart
to be with you,
close to you,
now I am fine.
no worries and no grief
to be with you,
as I lay down deep
under the sea.
poem by Khalid Hameed
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Rainin Babies
What Im thinkin is so delicate
If I breathe, you know, Im gonna lose it
Its just a drop in the biggest ocean I know Ive ever seen
And in a moment its big enough to drown the whole world
This is my present to the world
And I want you to take it
This is my present to the world
Take it from me, please please take it from me
All I know is I dont know it
Its rainin babies from the sky down on me
Tiny drops on my windshield
And in a second its rainin rainin all over the whole world
song performed by by Flaming Lips
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Before The World Was Made
If I paint the lashes dark
And the eyes more bright
And your lips more scarlet
Ask if itll all be right
And its mirror after mirror
No vanities displayed
Youre just looking for the face you had
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
And if I look upon you now
As though I have my view
With the earth beneath your feet
And heaven up above
Would you think me cruel
After everythings been said
Youre only looking for the face you had
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
And if I paint the lashes dark
And your eyes more bright
And your lips more scarlet
Ask if itll all be right
And its mirror after mirror
No vanities displayed
Im just looking for the face you had
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Your original face
Before time and space
Your original face
Before time and space
Your original, original face
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
Before the world was made
song performed by by Van Morrison
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To Me His Presence Is A Mystery
When havoc and disaster came my way
upon a tranquil sunny summer day
I had blamed God for being absent,
of my accusation He was innocent;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery.
I looked for God, Him I did not see,
His image, His presence eluded me
but I found His tracks everywhere,
in everything lovely His hand was there;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery
There was great beauty in a lone thrush
singing all the world to a holy hush,
the pattering rain brought along new birth
while He continually blessed the earth;
He is present in a world of iniquity
and to me His presence is a mystery.
poem by Gert Strydom
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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, 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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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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Inside my happiness...
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
Inside my happiness, the colors are so bright and vivid and I am able to see everything clearly.
Inside my happiness, there were no dark times because in my happiness the sun always shines.
Inside my happiness, there is no pain, there is no fear and there certainly is no doubt.
Inside my happiness, we all live as one and there is peace for all beings.
Inside my happiness, there is God and he has planned all of this for me.
Inside my happiness, addiction never happend.
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows and no tears for the hurt doesnt exist.
Inside my happiness, there is you, and you are everything.
Inside my happiness, there is a woman who is ready for life.
Inside my happiness, there is nothing but happiness for me.
poem by Amber Swiney
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Walking Past My Mirror
Walking past my mirror watching my life past by
And all i have to say is why
Sometimes i want to laugh, most of the time i want to cry
I see you looking in my mirror and it makes me want to die
You think the mirror lies but, i know it doesnt
You thought that it was supposed to happen but i know it wasnt
In my mirror theres nothing but the present
But i dont like the present because it is not very pleasent
Its all going to fast and i want it to go slow
And all those bad things i just want them to go
poem by Shateeka Williams
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Timeless
All time that we face down here, whether that time is far or near,
Will just become a period behind, as the future comes to mind,
Here, the present, future and past, are periods that will not last,
As all the time we come to see, are just spans towards Eternity.
Eternity is what we have in view, when time will be eternally new,
When we leave our earthly place, where life is in time and space,
As we move into Heaven sublime, with no limit on space or time,
When past and future is no more, and present will forever endure.
A time we now can’t comprehend, but, where we’ll forever spend.
Within an endless realm with Christ, as we enter into Eternal Life,
And timeless will be that place, which we’ll enter by God’s Grace,
Far away from this earthly sphere, of time and space, down here.
That place, that is prepared for us, was prepared by Christ Jesus,
The world’s only timeless man, the architect of God’s eternal plan,
A scope of which we can’t conceive, even those who truly believe,
And never seen by a mortal’s eye; all God has made for you and I.
So I’ll continue in the present time, on hills and valleys yet to climb,
As I move on to that destination, afforded to me through Salvation,
And at times I will contemplate, life with no space or time constraint,
Until I’m changed by God’s Grace, to enter Heaven’s timeless space.
(Copyright ©12/2010)
Inside my happiness
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
Inside my happiness, the colours are
So bright and vivid and i am able
To see everything clearly
Inside my happiness, there was no
Dark times because in my happiness
The sun always shines
Inside my happiness, there is no
Pain, there is no fear
And there is certainly no doubt
Inside my happiness, we all live as
One and there is peace
For all beings
Inside my happiness, addiction never happened
Inside my happiness, there are no sorrows
And no tears, so the hurt doesn’t exist
Inside my happiness, there is god
And he planned all this for me
Inside my happiness, there is nothing
But happiness for me
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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Realize The Truth
When you are upset
From fighting with friends,
To crying about a low mark
Remember the times
When you were filled with joy.
The joy
Of finding your favorite board game
Wrapped as a present for you.
The joy
Of realizing you’re going
To Disney Land.
The joy
Of meeting your friends
After a month or two.
And realize the truth
For joy does not happen from luck
But from the way you see the world
Always try your best
To make your sorrows vanish
It’s not worth your time
To stay upset at all
Apologize and make up with your friends
Vow to work harder for school
For every thing in this world
Shall have a
Bright and Dark side
Your life’s happiness
Depends on you, controlled by you
By the way you see
By the way you react
If you want to live in joy,
Peace,
Happiness
Learn
To
Find
The
Bright
Side
Of
Life
poem by Silverlight Guessmylastname
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Past paved way for the future
Past paved way
For the present
Shall become past
To pave way for future
The cycle never stops
Present always
Compared to past
A better future
Wished by all
What will come?
Nobody knows
Hope and desire
Never ends
Brings light in eyes
And smile on face
Light or darkness?
Is a question
Answer to which
Nobody knows
One thing is certain
If one lives
Shall become old
Perish with time
Become memory
Of the past
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Lost Memories
I turn to my past i see all my happy moments
i see all the boys saying i love you
i see all those that say i will never let you down
i see all these people saying you are mine
all these moments made me very happy and smile
i turn to my past again an i see the revers
i see all the boys saying they hate me
i see them all walking away and laughing
i hear my self saying please come back
i see all these people saying i don't want you again disapear
but then i still hear my self yelling please please please
these moments hurt me and made me hate the world
i come back to my present
i see someone smiling at me
showing me a tiny key
i walked up to him and he said
it is the key to your heart have it and decide
i took it and handed it to him saying
now it is yours decide
he opened my heart and sees all my sadness and try all his possible best to make me happy again
now he put the key in a golden case saying i am a gold and pressious
i felt alive again and put his own key in the same case saying now we are one
Again i turned to my past but this time it was different because there was no one there just as if no one has ever been there smiling i put a sign saying LOST MEMORIES heading for my present i decided never to return in my past again
poem by Juslaine Larie
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Man In The Mirror
This is the story of a star
He gave up reality for fame
He's the man in the mirror
Money was his best friend
Lludadi dadida
Lights are off, the curtains closed
No one is here now
Ludadi dadida
To turn back the hands of time
Hes the man, in the dark
Trying to see the light again
Hes the man, in the dark
To fall is hard to understand
He's the man in the mirror
He was a hero, he was a superstar
He's the man in the mirror
Searching the spotlight, Searching a fame bizarre
He's the man in the mirror
Ludadi dadida
Hes living inside a nasty world
No one was honest
Ludadi dadida
Searching for the fame he lost
He's the man in the mirror
He was a hero, he was a superstar
He's the man in the mirror
Searching the spotlight, Searching the fame bizarre
The curtain is closed
The camera is off
The make up is washed away
Hes looking in the mirror
Trying to find his inner self
The real world is waiting
He's so afraid to be alone
Time is getting over
Ludadi dadida
The past is running through his hands
No one is waiting
Ludadi dadida
The show is over he's alone
song performed by by DJ Bobo
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Down in the dark
Down in the dark, it’s all in my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
I want it to leave, but it wants to stay,
I try and I try, but he won’t go away,
There by day, there at night,
Saying the things, that fills me with fright,
I’m down in the dark, it fills my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
He’s always around, lurking inside,
Watching; waiting, my hands are tied,
In my head, always near,
In my thoughts, building the fear,
Down in the dark, filling my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
The pain; it grows, bursting within,
The dark; he’s back, with his terror filled grin,
“I’ll help”; he says, talking to me,
“I know what to do, just come and see, ”
Down in the dark, it filled my head,
The pain the sorrow, all of the dread,
My thoughts are violent, with sorrow in my chest,
I just close my eyes, and hope for the best,
He tells me good job, I’ll find the light,
But my life is ending, with the chill of the night.,
Dead in the dark, lost in my head,
No more pain or sorrow, not even dread….,
poem by Jacob Hill
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