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What I Like From You

i like to think that you think that i am not at all serious about memories.
memories are not like seeds
they do not grow anywhere when thrown
memories are selective
for instance in our minds these memories think that they are special
and must be treated in such ways
like an important guest to be fed and pampered

there were memories that i killed
say i am cruel say i am one of those savages in the mountains
killing innocent natives direct to the eye

bull's eye bullshit bull's eye
the man fell straight to the ravine without the benefit of any doubt

at first we shiver but it will only be for that first time
and there is the second
and there is the nth time
and we become numb to ourselves
to our own words we embrace the silence of the

whatever whoever whenever
the who what where and when

there was that woman naked bathing in the river
and there was that monkey
did you hear the sound again? i wish i have no ears
i wish i have no mind at all

what have you made out of me? a doughnut, a black hole, a grass
a cloud.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Memories

Memories of good times
Memories of bad times
Memories of our love
So many memories

Memories of us crying
Memories of us laughing
Memories of our commitment
So many memories

Memories of us hugging
Memories of us kissing
Memories of those late nights
So many memories

Memories of how we met
Memories of how you left
Memories of what you said
So many memories

Why did you leave me
with so many memories
Did you ever realize
that my memories are yours

Everything we did together
stays within our memories
I remember getting hurt
Do you hurt too

Let's make a new memory
that we can both share
Let's love again
in our memories

poem by Adam McKim
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Memories in the mind

Memories are made in the mind,
and there if you search, you will find.
There in the mind, so many things,
so many memories it brings.

So many years have passed,
of our youth, away we have cast
some memories happy, some memories sad,
memories have I, when I was a lad.

Memories have I, of a dog named shep,
memories of him, when he kept in step.
Memories of my friends, when we played,
of those days, for ever memories relayed.

Memories of family and fun,
when we talked until the setting of sun.
Memories of washing our fifty-seven Ford,
and wanting things we couldn't afford.

Memories are made in the mind,
long lost, search and you will find,
memories of days gone by,
searching memories, oh how you try.

Memories will fade out,
you have forgotton, what it's about,
memories lost in the mind,
dig them out and you will find.

poem by Jim Foulk
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Memories

Memories
All I have is memories
All I have is memories
Memories of you
Now youre gone
They linger on, these memories
All these precious memories
Memories of you
How they linger in the twilight
In the morning in the small hours
Just before dawn
Memories
Of summer days so long ago
People in the places
That we used to know
Oh those memories
How they linger in the twilight
And in the wee small hours
Sometime just before the dawn
Oh those memories
Oh happy times those memories
All I have now is memories
Memories of you
Oh memories
All those precious memories
All I have is memories
Memories of you

song performed by by Van Morrison
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Memories

I have nothing but memories of you and I,
I once cried out for you, once shed blood for you,
It didn’t bother or cared enough for you to see how much I truly cared for you,
When I go to the mall I have memories of how we first met,
When I enter the movies I have memories of you and I hold hands and watching a movie,
When I go to a certain spot I have memories of how you and I first kissed,
But this is nothing but memories of you,
When I sit out in the cold,
I told myself I won’t fall for you,
Yet I did,
I have fallen,
Fallen for you,
Everywhere I go I have fond memories of you,
Memories that just won’t fade away,
Memories that can not be erased,
Memories I shall forever keep,
The memories of you will help me out,
Memories of you will teach me a lesson,
A lesson I won’t forget,
The memories that you and I once shared will forever be locked away.

poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Memories

*Whisper* Memories, Memories, Memories
In This World You Tried
Not Leaving Me Alone Behind
There's No Other Way
I'll Pray To The Gods: Let Him Stay
The Memories Ease The Pain Inside
Now I Know Why
Chorus
All Of My Memories
Keep You Near
It's All About Us
Imagine You'd Be Here
All Of My Memories
Keep You Near
The Silent Whispers
The Silent Tears
Made Me A Promise I'd Try
To Find My Way Back In This Life
I Hope There Is A Way
To Give Me A Sign You're Okay
Reminds Me Again
It's Worth It All
So I Can Go Home
Chorus
Together In All These Memories
I See Your Smile
All The Memories I Hold Dear
Darling You Know I Love You Till The End Of Time
Chorus

song performed by by Within Temptation
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Memories Won't Go Away

The music,
Won't drown,
Those memories.
Running,
Won't drown,
Those memories.
Playing piano,
Won't drown,
Those memories.
Cutting,
Won't drown,
Those memories.
Telling someone about them,
Won't drown,
Those memories.
Killing you,
Won't drown,
Those memories.
Even dying,
Won't drown,
Those memories.
And I wonder,
Why.

poem by Dragon Crenshaw
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Memories

(words & music by bill strange - scott davis)
Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine
Quiet thought come floating down
And settle softly to the ground
Like golden autumn leaves around my feet
I touched them and they burst apart with sweet memories,
Sweet memories
Of holding hands and red bouquets
And twilight trimmed in purple haze
And laughing eyes and simple ways
And quiet nights and gentle days with you
Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind
Memories, sweetened thru the ages just like wine,
Memories, memories, sweet memories

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Have a Nice Day

When you live somewhere
for a very long-time,
street corners gather memories,
friendly memories
you can say Hi to everyday.
They are memories
of your progress through life.
Memories of important events
that moulded and shaped our lives.
Therefore, whenever
we pass the corners
our friendly memories
are always there to say
have a nice day

(12 November 2007)

poem by David Harris
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Paz Ratna's Spell

Memories, memories
Where are they hiding among memories?
It’s too sweet, it’s so bitter
I can reach you wherever you are

Memories, memories
Where are you hiding among memories?
You can’t change your past
But I can change your memories

Memories, memories
Where are they hiding among memories?
Give me your live
And I'll give you memories

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Memories

Orbison/dees
In a cold december, memories can melt your heart away
In a warm september, you can still remember yesterday
Even in the darkest night when dreams fade away
When your love is gone, youll never be alone in memories
Memories, while walking through a winter snow, memories, when summer breezes start to blow
When true love is far away it may be yours in memories
Memories, while falling leaves just fill the air, memories, when springtime comes and loves not there
Even when you cry, try not to say goodbye to memories
Golden memories can turn the night into day, teach your heart to smile
And live each day a while in memories

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Hope against hope

Hope against all hope
That times will change
A word lingers
In time and place
Softly spoken
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
That love will grow
From the embers 
A single spark
Lights the fire again
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
Time will soften
A hardened heart
A fractured mind
Bring peace to soul
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
That this is  a dream 
I will wake soon
Covered in sweat
Breathing once again 
Memories bring joy
Memories bring tears

Hope against hope
That tomorrow is different
Today didn't happen
But it did
Can't change today 
Memories bring tears

poem by Dom Hunt
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Memories of Childhood

memories so many,
arent they sweet like honey?
i remember my childhood days;
when me and my sister lazed.

the time when i rolled in mud,
or; the time when i fell down

the time when i saw a meteor,
or; the time when i went to school.

the time when i threw stones at cows,
or; the time when i was chased by a mouse!

old memories are filled with fun and joy,
things to be remembered and loved.
and; time came for me to grow up;
to sit in the armchair;
to remember............................
(stuffed in my mind)
my childhood memories.

poem by Aparna Subramanian
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Memories Good, Sad and Bad

Some memories are good,
some memories are sad;
some memories are bad,
almost nightmarish in fact.
The good ones make you smile,
the sad ones make you cry,
and the bad ones make you frightened.
However, memories are memories
no matter what they are.
They are incidents of your past,
some of which you wish
never happened at all.
They are the memories
you try so hard to forget.
Unfortunately, the brain
cannot distinguish from good, sad and bad,
and the memories it throws up
are not always, what you want.

21 November 2007

poem by David Harris
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Holding on to Memories

Memories young, memories old,
Memories take away the cold.
They warm my heart and my soul
even though some take their toll.

There's a price to be paid in the end
but memories are my closest friend.
Some so happy, some so sad
and all of them I'm glad I've had.

For I am taking a bolder leap,
still holding on to memories I keep.
I look on them and make a vow
to keep them close here and now.

For what is life without these things?
empty hours that boredom brings.
I'll make new memories every day
and know that I'll be able to say
I remember.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Our Songs

We associate songs with memories
of when we first heard it played.
The song someone sang
on the day we met
becomes one of our beloved tunes.
Whenever we hear it play
our memories come flooding back
to remind us of that special day.
Some songs hold a touch of sadness
and bring tears whenever they are played
as memories of a loss spring to mind.
These are our songs
we attach to our memories
and will remain forever with us
for whenever we hear them play.

poem by David Harris
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Let Me Remember

Wrap me up in memories.
Tie me with a bow.
Keep me wrapped up tightly
so my memories never go.

Let me remember your kisses,
your lips wet from mine.
If the bow becomes untied
those memories I might not find.

Let me remember your humming,
your sound within my ear.
If the bow unravels
those memories I shan't hear

Let me remember your touches,
your hands upon my face.
If the bow keeps me tied
no memory will ever erase
you.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Thanks for the Memories by Fall Out Boy

[Intro]
I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show...
(Let the good times roll)
(Let the good times roll)

[Verse 1]
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life,
'Who does he think he is? '
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you, only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Verse 2]
Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for
(Except for)
When you look into the past
(Look into the past)
One night stand...
(One night stand, oh)

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Interlude]
They say
I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms collecting page-six lovers
Get me out of my mind
And get you out of those clothes
I'm a liner away
From getting you into the mood
Whoa

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you but sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!

[Chorus]
One night and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you but sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; (For the memories)
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!

poem by Shi Yelami
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Waiting to Dispense a Benefit of Doubt

Doesn't it seem as if those with selective memories,
Are always quick to tell their versions of truth...
With few facts involved.

Accusatory and defensive are their most common traits.
And there to appease a fence sitting,
When confronted in debate.

Out of both sides of their mouths expect anything.
But honesty is not one of them.
Those with selective memories have no clue what honesty means.
It is just not in their natures.

Hopefully you are not one patiently in quiet waiting,
To dispense a benefit of doubt to eventually see wasted.
I only have a few of those 'I-told-you-so' left to spare.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Memories

Memories
~
Some memories linger
Like a bad smell
Or the old proverbial penny
That keeps turning up
They become aspects of us
Part of our make up
The way we carry ourselves
Little personality traits
We act on memories
Judge the present day
Judge tomorrow and the future
And all the thereafter
In accordance with them
What was seen and known
Some memories stick
Cast in granite stone
Hard to break away from
I’m spent up on memories
Had enough for a lifetime
Still I use my own judgement
Based on those old memories
I’m not alone in doing that
Its part of so many others
Some I know, some I don’t
Living each new day
Reacting to the old

poem by Matthew Holloway
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More Than Friends

As Time moves forward,
And memories are made,
Remember your friends,
Our love will never fade.

The fun we all had,
The memories we bare,
We’re all still together,
And forever we’ll share.

The incidental things,
Both the good and the bad,
The fun, the laughs,
All the memories we had,

The memories will continue,
As life goes along,
We’ll all be together,
And create our own life’s song.

For friends that have passed,
And for friends that may,
We will always be together,
For that we can all pray.

poem by B.J. Ayers
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