An uncanny wish
There is no sense in wishing to be remembered
By kith and kin or even kids after your death.
You are not there to the joy of being remembered
Or to the hurt of being forgotten. An uncanny wish.
24.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Has Remembered Me
Written by: myles goodwyn
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
You opened up my eyes
And helped me to see
That love has a way of finding
Those in need
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
I felt so all alone
And at times afraid
That love had foresaken me
It just seemed that way
Then you walked into my life
And you turned my whole world around
Ours is a true love
It cant be found
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered, love has remembered me
Love wont remember me
Its been so long
And thats what Ive told myself
But you proved me wrong
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
It seems too long since weve been together
Love has remembered me (love has remembered)
Its been so long, seemingly forever
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
Love has remembered
(love has remembered)
song performed by by April Wine
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Remembered Love
My wishing to stop the pain of remembered love,
Isn't easy.
The more I think of love,
And the coming with it those moments of bliss.
My wishing to stop agonizing over what I miss,
Is pointless.
My wishing to stop the pain of remembered love,
Isn't easy.
Nor is the expense of pretending,
I knew no love for me existed.
My heart knows how ridiculous that is.
And so are my foolish attempts to forget.
I've loved.
And knowing that I am capable of doing it again,
Is when I am wishing not to remember it.
With a forgetting that brings me back to relive,
I can't get over that keeps me reminded.
Of what it is within me I wish.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In the spirit of Rumi - 7
‘My Beloved,
what can I give you of myself,
that I have not given? ’
My Beloved said
‘O my dearest one,
in all places, at all times,
remember Me.’
‘O My Beloved,
how can I not do that? ’
* * *
In tears, I returned to My Beloved
and said
‘O my dearest one,
a week has passed, and the world
pressed hard upon me…
‘The next day, I remembered You
three times each hour;
the second day, I remembered You
but once an hour;
on the third day, I remembered You
in some hours, once; some twice;
some not at all… and so it went…
But O My Beloved,
each morning as I woke
I remembered through my tears
how I had forgotten You…’
My Beloved said
‘In the remembering of the forgetting
there was a feast of sweetest honey for Me,
hiding like a new young bride
laughing with her bridegroom,
laughing with her eyes on Him,
in the silken tent of love.’
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Fear Brings Fame
I hope I become famous,
Like MLK,
Down by a bullet,
With still more to say.
I hope I'm remembered,
Like Saddam Hussein,
Loved is great,
But fear brings fame.
I hope I'm forgotten,
Like Mao Zedong,
After being forgotten,
Shits still all wrong.
I hope my chapter,
Is a lesson in terror,
Because good is remembered,
But fear lasts forever.
poem by Trevor Thompson
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The comeback kid (song)
The comeback kid
~
I walked into am ambush I was overrun
Got caught out by feelings and thoughts
Led to into a limbo dance I became mystified
And this was just the beginning
~
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
~
They say in every song there is a story
In every poem a tale is hid from view
The are many things we will come to say
And I guess that is just our little way
~
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
~
Now where do we go from here
It’s a situation I am not used to
I’m all confused I have no clue
Can you take my hand, lead me from here
To where’ve you wish to
~
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a comeback to behold
I forgot about love, then remembered you
What a place to come back to
poem by Matthew Holloway
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505..
u tried i remembered i failed u succeeded i got left and lost u went on everyone cheered u on as u went to success and glory i got forgotten and no one ever remembered me i still love you even if u went away and accomplished better things all i ever ask was that u show me a lil bit o love and respect for ill always remember you what goes on next much later only tiem will tell i ask the controller for help and if i can get at least sum kind of assistance maybe i will maybe i wont for all i know with but even a lil bit o hope i must muster all i can and move forward and onward an keep going til im done.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Hero?
Hero's are every where
Loud and silent hero's.
Some remembered, in records, documentaries with large marbel headstones, some forgotten, buried in a watery grave with their enemies.
Mr Obama, Eleanor Rosevelt, beyonce, and Jesus
the one's who are, and will forever be remembered for lending a hand.
Fire fighter, bird-saving toddler, bystander, mother, engineer, neighbour or just a dude who lied about his age to go to war
Just a nobody, who did something amazing but was forgotten any way
So we pay tribute to ALL hero's, Loud and silent hero's alike,
We thank you...
poem by Racina Rodriguez
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Soon Forgotten
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
What youre doing
Anyway
Who is driving this thing
Did you know
The warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
Its round about that time again
She cried
Its all for one my friends
All my dreams are forgotten
When you leave me
On the shelf
I can think of nothing better
Than to sit here by myself
Least remembered
Soon forgotten
Didnt matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
If you never go away
Im amazed by the way
How are you
Im amazed how could you
It wasnt that good to start with
Anyway
Nothings quite that simple
Did you know
The warriors of the flat earth
Have become the tyrants of the globe
Its round about that time again
She cried
Its all for one my friends
Least remembered
Soon forgotten
Didnt matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
If you never go away
Sometimes I sit and wonder
Sometimes I just sit
I hope you all know
What youre doing
Anyway
Who is driving this thing
Least remembered
Soon forgotten
Didnt matter anyway
How can I ever miss you
If you never go away
song performed by by Deep Purple
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When I look beyond the years
Beyond the years
I find
Myself in total rest
Remembered by
Few out of love
Few out of hate
By many
Whom I met
For some reason
I find
More people talking on
what I did
Few on what I could
Have done
As time moves forward
More I am forgotten
I am remembered
Only when I am seen
In a photograph
In the album
Or
My photo hanging
on a wall
As I go further
I totally disappear
Like the water
From the river
Disappears
In the Deep sea
Nobody knows
I ever existed
17-02-2012
179-90-02-12
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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I’ll be born again and again
What desire comes to your mind,
You yourself have no control over.
I had many uncanny thoughts.
Be India without summer.
Be England without winter.
I want freedom of sex
To have whom I love
Or at least the one mutually loved.
I want a long innings
Without being bowled or caught.
I want to retain lust till the end.
But all wants remain unfulfilled.
I shall be born again and again.
26.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Its Uncanny
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 -
Its uncanny, the way you always call
Every time I think about you
Its uncanny baby, the way you always know
Just what Im going through
Sometimes you take me by surprise
And I dont know what to say
When Im not alone
You always find me where I lay
When you call my name and take my breath away
Its uncanny baby, its uncanny baby
Please dont you know
When I was lonely, you were my friend
When I needed you, you took me in girl
When I was crazy, you bring me back home
When I see you, Im in love
Im in love, Im in love again
Its hard to talk about all the trouble that I feel
And I cant always see whats fantasy,
Whats real
But when you call my name,
The wave disappears
Its uncanny baby, uncanny baby
You keep on doin it girl
You do it to me, you do it to me
When I think about you dont you know
I hear that doorbell ringing in my ear
You do it to me, you do it to me
Your loves so good and interesting
Shows no sign of ending
Just keeps on taking me higher
Uncanny baby, uncanny baby, please girl
Uncanny baby, you know its uncanny
You know its uncanny now
Every time, every time I think about you
You know its uncanny
Oh you always come through girl
You know its uncanny, you know its uncanny baby
Keep on doin it girl,
You know its uncanny .....
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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I don't care to be remembered as the man who scored six touchdowns in a game. I want to be remembered as a winner in life.
quote by Gale Sayers
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History has remembered the kings and warriors, because they destroyed; art has remembered the people, because they created.
quote by William Morris
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Ruminating the past
I gained my parents at my birth.
I gained my brothers and sisters
And then my kids and their kids
Every gain to me was a pleasure.
Then I grieve over the loss of them,
One by one, or at leaving them.
I weep and weep, profoundly weep
Over their death or in their sick beds.
What we lose is what we had gained.
The gained are destined to be lost
Or from them we shall be lost.
I recall the good they have done.
I repent the wrongs done to them.
Rumination of pleasure and regrets
Keep me at the old age engaged.
27.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I can understand why people get annoyed at being remembered for one thing, but a lot of actors aren't remembered for anything. I don't mind that.
quote by Julie Walters
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You want to do work that is remembered, you want to be a part of something that's remembered.
quote by Anthony Michael Hall
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Little Man, What Now ?
An afternoon nostalgia
Television show
You spoke in silhouette
(but they couldnt name you)
Though the panel were very polite to you
Oh, but I remembered you
Friday nights, 1969
Atv - you murdered every line
Too old to be a child star
Too young to take leads
Four seasons passed
And they axed you
Nervous juvenile
(wont smile!)
What became of you ?
Did that swift eclipse
Torture you ?
A star at eighteen
And then - suddenly gone
Down to a few lines
In the back page
Of a faded annual
Oh, but I remembered you
I remembered you
song performed by by Morrissey
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Maya, the illusion
Look back at your wedding.
Note down the guests.
Look back at your son’s.
Note down the guests.
Compare the lists
To know what illusion
The kith and ken are
No bond could ever exist,
some already extinct.
Now you know what Maya is.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Why Do We Need Now To Be Remembered
WHY DO WE NEED NOW TO BE REMEMBERED
Why do we need now to be remembered
When we will not know this?
Why do we want so much
To be thought of
After we have disappeared?
What is this need in us to continue to be
In the minds of others
When we will not be here anymore?
Heaven is for the Good,
But Poets want Immortality
On Earth.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Illusion is due to mind.
A death at home is not like deaths anywhere.
A murder nearby is not like murders anywhere.
The death of the youth and the old are not alike..
The event gets its colour by one’s mind.
04.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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