Hopes prolong the time.
Betrothal to wedding,
A day is felt as a year.
To the date of hanging,
A day is past as an hour.
Time snails, when to pleasure.
Time jets, when to pain.
See the plus, time spans.
04.06.2001, Pmdi
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To eat, not to be eaten
He wanted some time
to be away from his wife
so that he can have time
spent with some women.
He had a pleasant moment.
He never thought that
that much time at that time,
his wife was left free
for other men to be happy with.
Every one wants to eat
but not to be eaten.
27.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your time
Man, where do you head for? To live to others’ wishes,
You do all, all in hurry, all the time in worry.
Your time is the time when nothing is expected of you.
You must live that time as much as you could..
07.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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One Year
What's in a year?
We watch it disappear.
Its days go by.
They seem to fly
into the ethers of the past.
A year too swiftly
does not last.
And yet each day within the year
contains within it
every single minute
where your life is resolute
and filled with purpose.
A year is not just calandar days
to be scratched off one by one.
When you do this it's then you find
you miss out on its fun.
In a year one can learn
to appreciate the time you have
to be among the living,
the time you have for giving.
In a year you learn about power
that allows you to fill each hour
with everything you love.
What's in a year?
All things new that can appear,
things you've never given thought to,
things in life you want to do.
Before the year has gone away
see before you each new day
and as the year meets its end
be one who can say
'This year has been my friend.
It gave me solace, gave me peace
and it gave me the chance to release
Pain.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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It's Christmas Again
That time of the year is here.
It's Christmas again.
That time of the year we wish
good will towards all men.
It's time for the trimming,
time for the singing
of carols we all know.
It's time for children with eyes so bright
and time for the flakes of snow.
Let's put up the tree and light it
and think about the past,
when all of our Christmas times
have come and gone so fast.
It's time for the food.
It's time for the gifts.
Let's have a cup of cheer.
For Christmas is here.
It's that time of the year again.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Escapism
I agree with you that attachment brings misery.
Is not it that attachment brings joy too?
If you say the absence of pain is pleasure
Can I say the pain is well discounted by the pleasure?
Rational and instinctual
minds conflict with each other.
180.4.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Time makes or mars
Is one with you in enmity?
Wait. The time will heal.
Is one with you in amity?
Wait. The time will kill.
Time: It heals the wound and peasl the skin.
15.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nearness matters
It is not necessary that a woman
should be a sex appeal or a virgin,
or of some class to your desire.
Your nearness and her loneliness
can bring you both together soon.
Given time and secret moments,
The feat is accomplished in no time.
03.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This is the last time....
This is the last time
The last time you will ever see me
The last time I will look into your eyes
The last words we’ll ever exchange
And the last memory I have of you
This is the last time…
The last time I believe your sweet lies
The last time I remember our past
The last time I thank you for your friendship
And the last time I hate you for leaving me
This is the last time…
The last time I blame myself for this broken heart
The last time I cry over you
The last time I feel our past happiness slipping away
And the last time I see you as anything more than a stranger
This is the last time…
The last time I’ll ever give into my delusions of you
The last time I’ll say your name with such recognition
The last time I’ll erase the future I had drawn in my mind
And the last time I’ll ever bother you
This is the last time… I promise.
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The Time When I First Fell In Love
The time when first I fell in love,
Which now I must lament;
The year wherein I lost such time
To compass my content.
The day wherein I saw too late
The follies of a lover;
The hour wherein I found such loss
As care cannot recover.
And last, the minute of mishap,
Which makes me thus to plain
The doleful fruits of lover's suits,
Which labour lose in vain:
Doth make me solemnly protest,
As I with pain do prove,
There is no time, year, day, nor hour,
Nor minute, good to love.
The Time When I First Fell In Love
The time when first I fell in love,
Which now I must lament;
The year wherein I lost such time
To compass my content.
The day wherein I saw too late
The follies of a lover;
The hour wherein I found such loss
As care cannot recover.
And last, the minute of mishap,
Which makes me thus to plain
The doleful fruits of lover's suits,
Which labour lose in vain:
Doth make me solemnly protest,
As I with pain do prove,
There is no time, year, day, nor hour,
Nor minute, good to love.
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My Loves Wedding
One said, its a secret
So don't say to anyone
Said, she is marrying
That she is, my love
The one, don't knew it
Heart stopped for second
And started to pain badly
My throat too had felt it
But my lips had smiled
And said, its good news
The one said me date
And told me to come
By then heart was broken
But my lips still smiled
Said, wish i can do so
The one started to say
About my loves only love
So my ears were on job
And lips carried the talk
But rest of me had died
The one told me all
About my loves love
Then my dead heart felt
My loves love is better
Far far better than me
So I wiped my eyes
Said bye to the one
And placed hand on heart
Said, its time to sing
For my only loves wedding
Wedding, which i can't go
My broken heart is weak
It can't break down more
But its each broken piece
Sings a happy marry life
Forever to my loves wedding
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The Day Before I Went Away
I tried to tell you that on monday
The day before I went away
I was always there when you were coming down
I had to take some time
Take some time
You know Im needing you for so much pleasure
Im always wanting you to take me there
I need to be the one to tell you that youre on the right road
And how some time alone is only fair
You know Im renowned
And feel its a lonely time Ive had
But it never felt that bad
I tried to tell you that on monday
The day before I went away
I was always there when you were coming down
You never took the time
Took the time
I wish youd known me when I was much younger
As I closed my eyes upon the world
But now an open mind which seems much stronger
A perfect doubting of your every word
You know Im renowned
And feel its a lonely time Ive had
But it never felt that bad
I tried to tell you that on monday
The day before I went away
I was always there when you were coming down
You never took the time
Took the time
Cmon cmon
Cmon cmon
Cmon cmon
Cmon cmon
You know Im renowned
For the lonely time Ive had
But it never felt that bad
I tried to tell you that on monday
The day before I went away
I was always there when you were coming down
You never took the time
Took the time
I tried to tell you that on monday
The day before I went away
I was always there when you were coming down
You never took the time
Took the time
Never took the time
Never took the time
Never took the time
To stop me
I always wanted you to stop me
You never took the time
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Patterns Of Time
carefully looking at this time
and that other time
how they correlate to connect each time
of the next time
to follow the same pattern of time
with no dime
but a crime
if a time
is wasted on no time
for you will never find a time
on the same time
that was underutilized by the time
you realize it were time
it will never be the same time
but a different time
at that point in time
on each pattern of time
from am to pm it is time
still morning to midnight is time
and any time
of the day is time
as from monday to sunday time
year start to midyear and year end is time
so, time
ticking as you may be aware of time
that everything is well connected to time
and must be done on time
for you will never find the same time
of that very point in time
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do what you can, on time. for time is never a fact but a situation of the same condition on a different setting, but still its time. therefore, time is longer than rope and shorter than your scope though at times time is beyond our scope of reach and intelligence of the mind on time.
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**extracted from 'patterns of time'**
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In This Time Of The Year
My heart is in yearn
Memories are coming near
My longing and my yearn
In this time of the year
In this time of the year
All those who were dear
Still are living here
Even their voices still I can hear
In this time of the year
Sentiments melted with tear
Inside my heart love emotions gathered with fear
Ah in this time of the year
I can feel so neat
Compassion for everything
for everyone increased a beat
I can see the realities so clear
What's and who's Lear
In this time of the year
we are standing here
Out of the time we are in fear
Hearts are tired war's pain hard to bear
In this time of the year
Ah aches are in heat
Sorrows melted with my heart's beat.
The clock on the wall has stopped before millions of years.
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In My Darkest Hour
In my hour of need
Ha [no] youre not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldnt lend a hand.
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me.
Did you ever think I get lonely
Did you ever think that I needed love
Did you ever think to stop thinking
Youre the only one that Im thinking of.
Youll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too.
Things will be better when Im dead and gone
Dont try to understand, knowing you Im probably wrong.
But oh how I lived my life for you
Still youd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All these years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise you head, raise your face your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who?
I walk, I walk alone
Into the promised land.
Theres a better place for me
But its far, far away
Everlasting life for me
In a perfect world
But I gotta die first,
Please God send me on my way.
Time has a way of taking time
Loneliness is not only felt be fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearning to be held by you, alone so alone, Im lost
Consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain.
Wont you hold me again
You just laughed, ha ha, bitch
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
This good thing passed away.
In my darkest hour.
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Pleasure defined
What is pleasure?
Absence of pain,
Absence of fear,
Soothing of senses,
Grooming of ego,
Or amelioration?
I think, amelioration.
04.06.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Crying In Your Wedding Dress
The roads always run wet this time of year
Not with rain - with tears
Crying in your wedding dress
Tearing your hair out
The park was always freezing-over around now
Not with winter - with the pain
Of pulling off your ring
Screaming your lungs out
You wore that dress for 16 hours
You wore it too long
You wore it when you arrived
And you wore it when you woke up
I wore my invisible jacket
My invisible trousers
My invisible smile
All day
On our wedding day
The prototype for this event
The blueprint of this heart-ache
Is sketched so deeply in my mind
There was no other way it could be
On our wedding day
I was walking, drunk, stumbling
You were crying in your wedding dress
I was gone, I was never really there
You were crying in your wedding dress
I was broke for any feeling
You were broke for any hope
Crying in your wedding dress
On our wedding day
(2008)
poem by B. Alexander
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Time
Where dose time really go once it has past
Time is time
Is there such a thing as bad timing
Why dose it fly when were having fun
And slow down when we want it to fly
Can you answer me
Can you tell me why
Dose time stand still
Time waits for no one
Travel in time machine
Dose time ever take time out
Time rules the world
From the time we raise to the time we sleep
We are paid for our
WE pay to use someone else's time
So time is money really
Time we spend together
A life time
We use time reading the times or time magazine
Can you tell me the time please
How many times would that have been said
Lunch time dinner time
My time your time
Your wasting time your wasting my time
Killing time i don't think so
We are running out of time
Race against time
loosing time
Making up for lost time
A bit of overtime
Time to go
Time in Iraq
A time to fight,
A time to pray,
A time to leave,
A time to stay.
A time to question guilt,
A time to count the friendships built.
A time to smile,
A time to cry.
A time to say 'Hello'
A time to say 'Goodbye'
A time for living,
A time for giving,
A time for forgiving,
A time for pain.
A time to blame.
A time to kill,
A time to maim.
A time to to settle back,
A time to retire and stay home.
poem by Philip Lore
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Time's God.
Respect a second
Minute will mind
Honour an hour
Days will deliver
Weigh a week
Month will multiply
Weigh the wages
Year will yield
Time runs the note
Time cooks the food
Time is timeless
Time paddles the world
Time is a healer,
Healer can be only Him
There you have it!
Time's God, God's time
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