Time Teaches Finally On What Is Really Right...
the love that you are trying to show
in authentic colors, and which thru time
i have so well scrutinized
faded, green turning gray,
violet to lavender,
nostalgic, heading towards the
shore of
better to be forgotten like a very old memory of you,
i have taken a second look, and my heart weighs it too well,
logically,
the heart convinced by the pleadings of the mind,
has come to the inevitable decision,
'it is not worth it', and so i quit gently,
my fingers close,
regressing into another page of this book,
it is not pleasing anymore,
neither can it hurt.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Forgotten Scar
The day his mark faded
From its place upon my skin
His hold on me was lifted
The love my heart once bore for him
And the pain my mind told me his memory brought
Along with all the marks he left upon my body
Faded to a distant memory
Now and forever gone
He is nothing to me
Nothing
Now he is only
A faded and forgotten scar
In the memory of my heart
poem by DiAnne Douglass
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In Lavender And Green
Will you come to me in lavender and green?
With bells about your feet,
And music in your step,
When you come to me in lavender and green.
Will you come to me in lavender and green?
With sunshine in your eyes,
And springtime in your hair,
When you come to me in lavender and green.
Will you come to me in lavender and green?
With softness in your words,
And healing in your touch,
When you come to me in lavender and green.
Will you come to me in lavender and green?
With your name upon my lips,
And delight within your kiss,
When you come to me in lavender and green.
Will you come to me in lavender and green,
In dreams at midnight’s rest,
Or afternoon’s recline?
Come then to me in lavender and green.
Will you come to me in lavender and green,
At the setting of the sun,
When my days are nearly run?
Still come to me in lavender and green?
Will you come to me in lavender and green,
If I wait at heaven’s door,
As I waited once before,
While you walked to organ’s tune,
On a summer’s afternoon.
Now dressed in springtime hues?
My love, companion, muse,
A vision still I see,
Dressed in lavender and green.
poem by Greg Davidson
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Heavy Heart
Heavy heart think of yesterday
And you're torn apart
Thinking of the ways it was easier to smile
More than today love grew wild
Heavy heart like a perfect stranger
You make it hard
Taking all the blame - still you hear the sound
Calling your name - troubles coming down
Too heavy
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
It's just like you to take it all so far
Then you feel abused and wonder who you are
Everything you've done - anything you start
Can turn and run
Ain't it true - it's only just a stage
Gotta give it room - start an empty page
Get back in the game - but do it your way
You don't have to play so heavy
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
When your heart is strong it leads you on
But when it breaks you
It devastates you for so long
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
song performed by by Heart from Passion Works
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So Many
It's so weird!
so many shades of green in my mind!
I fear one, other
I love? Green, gray?
Green, green
green cloudy
clear, I Followed It
My heart is red! And... do not match!
So many shades of....
Could be blue
Gray may be
'm lost in so many colors
Where is my sound To complete this picture?
my colors, my red, my Suffer
My Lord, my North, snow in me
under other color on to me!
poem by Mirna Morgan
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Existence of Others
In the time span we have known each other,
This was the first time I had a need to talk to another (new people) .
I'm fed up don't know if my feelings might change tomorrow,
.....SIGH I just don't know anymore.
Just want this night to end fast.
I am deeply hurt,
And I did forget my worth.
I don't know anymore.
The water in my eyes take leave,
With you, maybe I should do the same.
I close my eyes and try to go in a deep sleep.
You know what I should do?
STOP make excuses,
Put my two fingers up and show him the deuces.
poem by Anita Khelawan
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Love's Final Breath
I know it is time.
I must shut the door.
I know you do not.
Love me anymore.
You're seeking yourself.
Which I hope you do find.
And I hope it's worth all.
That you're leaving behind.
I wish I had give you.
All that you craved.
It hurt when you told me.
That we couldn't be saved.
I knew coming clean.
The risk I would take.
To make our love new.
Hoping your love would wake.
But it put it to sleep.
Then it put it to death.
I cry when I think of.
Our love's final breath.
Your love is now faded.
It's faded to black.
Your heart I now realize.
Is not coming back.
My path I now venture.
With you not by my side.
Your heart was once full.
Now it's empty and dried.
I did what I could.
But it did not suffice.
My ultimate failure.
Cost the ultimate price.
My heart is so sad.
I feel my heart crying.
As I watch what I cherish.
Lay in front of me dying.
As much as it hurts.
I now set you free.
To be all that you want,
And all you can be.
So goodbye my sweet love.
We can't be together.
But in my heart and my soul
You'll be with me forever.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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From The Heart
All the things I used to do
Dont seem to mean much anymore
Every face and every place
Were lost along the way
Im sitting here all by myself
Looking in the mirror
Holding an old photograph
Oh how it used to be
Everything comes from the heart
I believe that its true
Time changes pride from the heart
Its all from the heart
All the words I used to say
Dont seem to mean much anymore
Every hurt and every word
Were bought along the way
Im sitting here all by myself
Looking out the window
Im playing an old record
The same old melody
Every word comes from the heart
I believe that its true
Time mends each hurt from the heart
Its all from the heart
Theres no need to hide inside
The old world anymore
Youre standing here right next to me
I turn to you and smile
Love, it begins from the heart
I believe that its true
Time mends each hurt from the heart
I believe that its true
Every word comes from the heart
I believe that its true
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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Everything, Everyone
I don't want to see anymore
Don't want to open my eyes and witness
Everything in this world has been corrupted
It seems
Everything in this world is worth nothing
It seems
So sew these green eyes
Close them forever with this
Needle, red wire
I don't want to hear anymore
Don't want to open my mind to the sound
Everything in this world is seductive
It seems
Everything in this world is worth nothing
It seems
So break both these ears
Close them forever with this
Syringe, screwdriver
I don't want to feel anymore
Don't want to open my heart to what's true
Everyone in this world takes advantage
It seems
Everyone in this world loves nothing
It seems
So tear out this red heart
Close it forever with this
Razor, fingernails
I don't want to breathe anymore
Don't want to open my lungs to new life
Everything in this world is destructive
It seems
Everything in this world loves nothing
It seems
So block these charred lungs
Close them forever with this
Rope, hands tighter
I don't want to live anymore
Don't want to open myself in this world
Everything in this world is so worthless
It seems
Everyone in this world is so worthless
It seems
I ripped through my brain
Stopped the spark in my body called life
Bullet, warm metal
Blood, cold floor
Can't Lie To My Heart (acoustic)
I whispered you
Words I thought I'd never say.
We played the game,
But then we tossed the rules away.
Could deny it
Justify it,
But we both know that we went too far.
Oh, I can feel you,
And I need you,
No matter wherever you are.
I don't want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I can't lie to my heart.
I don't really want your memory hangin' 'round.
But baby, I just can't lie to my heart.
I have loved you
Longer than you've even known.
When you hurt, I hurt.
I'm your flesh, and you're my bone.
If I could only
Be two people,
Darlin', I swear we'd both be with you.
Oh, I know I'm selfish,
But I'm helpless.
I want you, and nothing else will do!
I don't want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I can't lie to my heart.
I don't really want your memory hangin' 'round,
Rippin' me right apart.
I won't pretend anymore.
Been hiding too long.
I won't go on like before.
I'm not that strong!
[Guitar Interlude]
Oh, I can feel it when I'm near you.
It's not healthy to need you this way.
Try to fight it, get inside it,
But this pain is stronger than me, and it won't go away!
I don't want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I can't lie to my heart.
I don't really want your memory hangin' 'round,
Rippin' me right apart.
I don't want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I can't lie to my heart.
I don't really want your memory hangin' 'round.
Not anymore!
I can't lie anymore!!
Baby, I can't. Baby, I can't.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Woah, woah. Woah.
No, baby, I just can't lie to my heart.
song performed by by Richard Marx
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In the spirit of Rumi - 67 - To Rumi
I’m not too proud to say
please write a new poem through me
and I promise not to claim that
I wrote it myself…
or if that’s too much to ask,
just a line somewhere, that I’ll watch
as it writes itself and know
that you, not I, write it
or if that’s too much to ask,
open an old book at
a page that smells just faintly
of attar of roses, and know that
Rumi read this page too
or sitting quietly waiting for a poem,
or after a poem, and there’ll be
a slight breeze for a moment
carrying the memory of a rose
from an old Persian species
mixed with the faintest scent of wild herbs
after desert rain
or if that’s too much to ask,
just the occasional memory
that you lived, and wrote,
and a poem comes to mind
as if you’re reading it first to a friend
and I’ll smile and look at
the rose in the blue and white vase over there,
neither of us caring about time
while your book lies open by the window,
the breeze turning the pages gently
as if it knew which poem to choose
poem by Michael Shepherd
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He Aint Worth Missing
(toby keith)
Hes flying high tonight
Hes got a brand new lover
Here you come a-runnin
Youre looking for some cover
I know youre sad and lonely
I know youre feeling blue
You miss him so much
Oh let me get to close to you
Oh, he aint worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He aint worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Dont you know he aint worth missing
You know Im here to save you
But you aint through crying yet
Look at your pretty face
All red and soaking wet
Im gonna try and make him
Just a memory
Come on baby, lets get started
First thing you got to see
Oh, he aint worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He aint worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Dont you know he aint worth missing
If you need someone to hold you
Someone to ease your pain
Well, Ill be holding steady
Girl when you get ready
Im gonna show you
Love is a good thing
Oh, he aint worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He aint worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Dont you know he aint worth missing
Oh, he aint worth missing
Oh, we should be kissing
Stop all this foolish wishing
He aint worth missing
I know your head is turning
I know your heart is burning
Girl, you gotta listen
Dont you know he aint worth missing
song performed by by Toby Keith
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My Cross
I guess it doesn't matter.
You don't trust me anymore.
You think that I will never change.
You're always keeping score.
You live in what I said and did.
And you will not forget.
Regardless of what I say or do.
To you I am a threat.
I think you really fear me.
Because of who I'd been.
And even though I've changed now.
To you they are unseen.
I show you then you tell me,
It's all simply an act.
This kills my heart and hurts my soul.
Yet I still remain intact.
I try and try and try again.
But still to no avail.
You act like I'm a loveless beast.
You let hatred prevail.
I feel as if the war is lost.
And love will not endure.
I believe you think love is a disease.
And hatred is the cure.
I know you're a great person.
I hate to see you hurt.
I keep returning my heart to you.
Yet you treat me just like dirt.
I don't think I can ever stop.
Regardless of the pain.
To keep on giving you my love.
Even though my heart is sprained.
So you can keep on stabbing,
My heart that's on my sleeve.
I will hold it still for you.
Because I do believe.
To love someone, when they don't love back,
Is worth it's weight in gold.
Love is like a treasure,
That can't be bought or sold.
It's what the bible tells us.
That love is filled with pain.
But it is truly worth it.
It gives us everything to gain.
Now I will hang upon my cross,
To prove my love is true.
And show you my love is pure and real,
I do all of this for you.
So you don't have to believe me,
You can think it's all pretend.
But I know the pain is worth it,
It's worth it in the end.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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Monterey Madam
The morning after
You woke up and rolled on
I find myself still dreaming
My heart still holding on
I see that times indeed have changed
Like pages turning in a book
If we never get back to where we were
You'll always be that chance
I wish I took
Before you say goodbye
Look again at your heart
just to see a fading tear
Does it still hurt, will it regret
As hours pass to days
And months to years
Before you close the door
For the last time
Look back and remember
The love I had for you
Though, thousands of miles away
Does your heart still see me?
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Hurt Lost And Broken
I hate feelings
I hate being able to care
I hate feeling empty inside
when someone dose something
you would think they would never do to you
or when you think someone likes or maybe loves you
and then turns around and stabs you in the back
I hate feeling hopeless
I wish I couldn’t feel anything like love
love is a horrible thing
when you open up your chest up
and hand them a knife
and say please don’t stab my heart
just cut away my worries
deep inside you know no matter
how good of a person you think they are
they can and will hurt you
someway somehow they will hurt you
I'm done
finished
I quit
I don’t want to feel anything anymore
ever again
but happiness
happiness is the key to my heart
that is why I love you
cause you can make me
smile and laugh
even when I want to cry
all because of you
all because of you I hurt
all because of you my heart has been broken
yet another time
because of you I don’t want to trust anyone
because of you I don’t want to love again
because you are you
I will still love and trust you
because of me being me
I will
I will love again
I will trust again
and you will always have
a piece of my heart
but because of you
I will get over being
hurt lost and broken
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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if you are on the same boat with me. Come.
as you read these lines
(let me tell you, there is nothing
significant, and i may advise you
to quit and may even ask
that you write your own
instead
it may be good for you
than continue to read
on the next line...
why not write
something about yourself and the
full moon and the lonely tree
that needs badly a
good company to pass the dark
night away)
why not just be
on your own,
solitude and self-introspection?
the secret journey to your heart
looking for
the place that is only for you
happiness, right?
eternal bliss, how about it?
you are curious about my boredom
the ennui of the century
perhaps you like to know how i deal
with the numbness of my being
every night every day
when slowly i die and feel so excited
about ending this ordeal and
how i cope with it
yes, the it.
this it. my it. this self....
attempting on
writing lines
whatever lines that come into my mind
words that try to please my senses
symbols that give me hope
figures of gods who may be able to say
something wise and
inspiring,
images. lots of images...
the image of the wind
on the wings of the seagulls
the colors changing on the horizon
like a swab of orange and red and black
or blood
or pastel green on the shadows of the hills
or the brightness of the sun when i stare at it and hurt my eyes
and then i close them
and see this world as all red
bursting red
like a sunset coming
and then fading away like a song
of a flute faraway
i wish i could stop writing
i wish that i could get a nice sleep
a restive mind
a peaceful state
a harmony of all my sense
up and down
but nothing seems to work right for me
i tried to sing the songs of love
but my ears say
liar! you do not have love in your heart
you do not know the feeling anymore
i tried drawing my thoughts and putting bright colors
on the images of green fields and blues skies
and stars and even seven moons of the other planets
but always they end up so displeasing
i am looking for the meaning of my life and if you are
on the same boat with me
then come and take the ride
on the stormy sea
no lamplight
no island to land
no north star to guide us
i ask you to quit reading but you are just like me
hardheaded human being insisting that there is meaning to all these
and the inability to stop
and be a quitter
quieter, i mean.
hopefully.
in the silence of the cat's feet
cautiously catching another prey
let me stop now. quit me.
Look at the sky. Do you see stars?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cant Take The Hurt Anymore
Now that the past has ended
My lifes an open door
I know that we could have been mended
Oh but I cant take the hurt anymore
Cant take the hurt anymore
Ooh ooh cant take the hurt anymore
The rainbows over
But Ive seen it leave before
A love thats been left in the corner
Ooh cos I cant take the hurt anymore
Cant take the hurt anymore
Ooh ooh cant take the hurt anymore
Lady of my ladys
Cant we find the right
And leave behind the sorrow
Lady of my ladys
Cant we find the light
Bright enough to guide us
Cant take the hurt anymore
Ooh ooh cant take the hurt anymore
This love grows older
But Ive felt it all before
Yesterdays over my shoulder
Ooh cos I cant take the hurt anymore
Cant take the hurt anymore
Ah ah cant take the hurt anymore
My love I found has lost its crown
But I just cant leave it die
I fool myself and no one else
Cos I would if I could and I try
Cant take the hurt anymore etc....
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Hurt
Leaving him hurt
hurts more than a broken bone
and then you came along
so perfect so sweet
and then so quickly you disappeared
my heart already shattered lost hope
leaving me crushed into pieces
I thought I could heal
once again become whole with you
but it looks ill only be hurt once more
now in pieces I sit an I burn
slowly turning into ashes
my heart is no more
for I lost hope to ever love again
because everytime I do I'm hurt
I can't feel loved anymore
as I never was before
I can no longer love
as I don't know how to anymore
this will leave me torn
for the rest of my days
as I can no longer have your heart
all I have is pain
the pain that's left behind
and that feeling no one needs
that feeling of being hurt
poem by Kerrie Maurer
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Mind vs. Heart
Mind: It's too early
Heart: The timing's right
Mind: Do you really want to ruin your freindship?
Heart: I'll take a chance
Mind: You don'y really love him that much
Heart: I love him enough
Mind: He's too old for you
Heart: Time matters not compared to love
Mind: You haven't known each other very long
Heart: It was love at first write
Mind: Are you prepared to let yourself get your heart broken...again?
Heart: ....He's worth the pain
Mind: Are you ready?
Heart: Yes...Are you?
poem by Courtney Wills
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Cant Lie To My Heart
I whispered you
Words I thought Id never say.
We played the game,
But then we tossed the rules away.
Could deny it
Justify it,
But we both know that we went too far.
Oh, I can feel you,
And I need you,
No matter wherever you are.
I dont want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I cant lie to my heart.
I dont really want your memory hangin round.
But baby, I just cant lie to my heart.
I have loved you
Longer than youve even known.
When you hurt, I hurt.
Im your flesh, and youre my bone.
If I could only
Be two people,
Darlin, I swear wed both be with you.
Oh, I know Im selfish,
But Im helpless.
I want you, and nothing else will do!
I dont want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I cant lie to my heart.
I dont really want your memory hangin round,
Rippin me right apart.
I wont pretend anymore.
Been hiding too long.
I wont go on like before.
Im not that strong!
[guitar interlude]
Oh, I can feel it when Im near you.
Its not healthy to need you this way.
Try to fight it, get inside it,
But this pain is stronger than me, and it wont go away!
I dont want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I cant lie to my heart.
I dont really want your memory hangin round,
Rippin me right apart.
I dont want to watch my love come crashing down,
But I cant lie to my heart.
I dont really want your memory hangin round.
Not anymore!
I cant lie anymore!!
Baby, I cant. baby, I cant.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. woah, woah. woah.
No, baby, I just cant lie to my heart.
song performed by by Richard Marx
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Rewind
When youth is gone, things of a past
of what had long since been
tied loosely the joyful memories
old things turn up..
then a rewind begin!
For we have no choice turning the page..
forgotten shape or painted face
strike silent one afternoon sunlit stage
faded stencil or handmade needlepoint lace
rewinding memory will re-engage..
cause loss to faded celluloid
beaming they hurry inside the past
a 'lost reel' pulled up from the void!
Looped, threaded, and carefully played
trinket in hand, time traveler to..
memories from which a childhood were made.
Some feelings tie love to old things
even though faded or frayed
we can hold in our hand to rewind time
that will never fail or fade.
poem by Robert Scott Cohn
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