The Old
Oh bear with me, for I am old
And count on fingers five
The years this pencil I may hold
And hope to be alive;
How sadly soon our dreaming ends!
How brief the sunset glow!
Be kindly to the old, my friends:
You'll miss them when they go.
I've seen so many disappear
That I can scarce forget,
For death has made them doubly dear
And ripened my regret.
How wistfully I've wished them back,
With cherishing to show
The gentleness I used to lack
In years of long ago.
You, young and fit, will falter too,
And when Time's load you bear,
'Twill help if others turn to you
With comforting and car;
With loving look and tender touch . . .
Aye, in their twilight wan
Revere the old - for Oh how much
You'll miss them when they've gone!
poem by Robert William Service
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I Miss
i miss your laugh
i miss your jokes
i miss the old days
when you used to chase after me
i miss the way you used to hold me
i miss the way you used to kiss my lips
i miss the day you taught me how to dance
so come back to me
i miss you my dear
i miss the way you used to touch me
i miss the day we have our first kiss
so come back to me
back to where you belong
where we both belong
oh my dear, i miss you
i miss your voice'
so come back to me
i miss you and i love
my love come back to me
poem by Guenael Oristel
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New Begining Graduation
Having all these years behind us already
going on different trips thru
the years
but still here as soon as the fun ends
here we are again together
back to where we've been for 13 years
were getting closer and closer to the end
or is it the begining
working hard or slacking off
but in the end we're pushing ourselves
to the best finnish we can give
sad that we're seperating from eachother
happy the years are done tho
going out to a new adventure
we're probably not going to see eachother
for a long time
going out int the new world but in the end
we'll be back soon
going ot miss eachother
being in touch in some form
going to miss yuo and you
but now her where we've been trapped for so long
thank you for all you've done
yu've dictated our lives for so long but
also helped us so much to help us
pull thru
thakn you for every thing
soon we're off
here it is
reality,
graduation
and a
new begining
poem by Erica Olson
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I Miss The Rain
i miss the sun shining face in my life
it was disappear for long time
i miss the smile on your face before
i do have for who smile for me
i miss the kiss of sweet lips feelings
who loved me as much as i want
i miss the tears of eyes when i'm cried
and someone make me smile and naughty
i miss the rain when we are together
i miss the rain when we have dance
with u in nights when rain..
i miss the sky of clouds and thunder too
bcaz you embarrassed me soo..
i miss the touch your lovely fingers
i miss the touch of one big lover..
i feels it and i wants it..too..
but it is not possible in this way
only possible in haven and 7th heaven
poem by Khushi throne
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The Undying
She was so wonderful I wondered
If wedding me she had not blundered;
She was so pure, so high above me,
I marvelled how she came to love me:
Or did she? Well, in her own fashion -
Affection, pity, never passion.
I knew I was not worth her love;
Yet oh, how wistfully I strove
To be her equal in some way;
She knew I tried, and I would pray
Some day she'd hold her head in pride,
And stand with praising by my side.
A Weakling, I - she made me strong;
My finest thoughts to her belong;
Through twenty years she mothered me,
And then one day she smothered me
With kisses, saying wild with joy:
"Soon we'll be three - let's hope, a boy."
"Too old to bear a child," they said;
Well, they were right, for both are dead. . . .
Ah no, not dead - she is with me,
And by my side she'll ever be;
Her spirit lingers, half divine:
All good I do is hers, not mine.
God, by my works O let me strive
To keep her gentleness alive!
Let in my heart her spirit glow,
And by my thoughts for others show
She is not dead: she'll never die
While love for humankind have I.
poem by Robert William Service
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I Just Hope I Dont Regert Loving You
i hope you think of me
i hope you miss me
i hope you once loved me
i hope i regret loving you
i hope u remember the jokes u told me and the way you made me laugh
i hope you remember the first time i told you i cared for you
i hope i regret saying i wanna kiss you
i hope you know that i will never love you more
i hope you know that i wanted to forget you
i hope you know that i will never forget what i said
i hope you remember that you said you liked me.
poem by jamie LOPEZ
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After Death
IF we must part, this parting is the best:
How would you bear to lay
Your head on some warm pillow far away--
Your head, so used to lying on my breast?
But now your pillow is cold;
Your hands have flowers, and not my hands, to hold;
Upon our bed the worn bride-linen lies.
I have put the death-money upon your eyes,
So that you should not wake up in the night.
I have bound your face with white;
I have washed you, yes, with water and not with tears,--
Those arms wherein I have slept so many years,
Those feet that hastened when they came to me,
And all your body that belonged to me.
I have smoothed your dear dull hair,
And there is nothing left to say for you
And nothing left to fear or pray for you;
And I have got the rest of life to bear:
Thank God it is you, not I, who are lying there.
If I had died
And you had stood beside
This still white bed
Where the white, scented, horrible flowers are spread,--
I know the thing it is,
And I thank God that He has spared you this.
If one must bear it, thank God it was I
Who had to live and bear to see you die,
Who have to live, and bear to see you dead.
You will have nothing of it all to bear:
You will not even know that in your bed
You lie alone. You will not miss my head
Beside you on the pillow: you will rest
So soft in the grave you will not miss my breast.
But I--but I--Your pillow and your place--
And only the darkness laid against my face,
And only my anguish pressed against my side--
Thank God, thank God, that it was you who died!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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I Hold Your Hand A Walk Miles
I want to hold your hands & walk a miles
dont want to miss you even a while
My life is so beautiful caz
Dear. you entered in..My LIFE
Hug me for my worries to die
my tears to dry wait for you and
my lonliness to to fly to sky
it hurts me you know
how i sometimes can be little selfish
when it comes to you.
I am getting sentimental over you!
for god sake explain me why all those
i miss you every moment of the day,
i keep me awake just to listen you,
i keep me empty just for you to fill,
i keep me alive just to see you.
My morning miss you,
my evening all these years,
why you were there to wipe my tears.
Fear of future is worse then pain of the past
still i bother the least, caz you are there
even second are too long to miss you
I want to hold your hands & walk a miles
dont want miss you even a while
poem by Khushi throne
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Seven More Years
David I said as I lay on my bed
another years gone bye
your starting your parole in the morning they said
please tell her I'm alright
seven more years if only if she can hold on
seven more years and I'll be home again
david you got to tell her that I miss her
tell her I'll miss every day till then
but tell her it ain't so bad
and say you're my friend
say that I'm ok
and tell her too wate for me
and I'll be home again
getting home again
getting home again
david I said as he started to go
another years gone by
won't you write me some time
I'll miss you ,you know
but I'll make out alright
seven more years if only I can hold on
seven more years and I'll be home again
david you got to tell her that I miss her
tell her I'll miss her every day till then
but tell her it ain't so bad
please tell her my friend
say that I'm ok
and tell her to wate for me
and I'll be home again
getting home again
getting home again
getting home,getting home again
seven more years if only I can hold on
seven more years and I'll be home again
david you got to tell her that I miss her
tell her that I'll miss her every day till then
I only got seven more years
I only got seven more years
I know I got only got seven more lousy years
I only got seven more years
I only got seven more lousy years
[fade out]
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Only Fun When Young
Only fun when young - sonnet
I miss the days when I was a young boy
Life then seemed easy and free of care
I miss playing in the sand with a joy
When I was young I use to hug my bear
So care free while having a lot of fun
Everything seemed to be so simple like
In Summer days I played under the sun
In Fall I felt joy as I flu my kite
Full with memories I want to have back
I wish to ride my bike with old buddies
Fun as a young child is something I lack
Now I am fed up with endless studies
Childhood is a time I would like to revive
Since I need to find a way to survive
poem by Zaakir Muhammad
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I miss u
I miss u in the mirror as it does not reflect u in my eyes
I miss u in my arm when I feel I am alone in the shades
I miss u when a girl shys
I miss u when a bird flies
I miss u when rain starts toopur toopur
I miss u when I heard leafs mutter
I miss u seeing a purple saree
I miss u seeing a talking eye
I miss u in a pic standing like a queen
I miss u serving a chat for u and me
I miss u in my arms
I miss u in my nights
I miss u when oggy runs after cockroaches
I miss u when bacardi and bear flashes
I miss u in the late night thinking of the old times
I miss u searching for help on new reciepies
I miss u when I see the phone ringing but its not a call of yours
I miss u when I try to call u but cut it as u r busy in urs
I miss u in facebook
I miss u in every book
poem by Rajnish Jena
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Will I
Will I miss the skies?
Will I miss the clouds?
Will I miss the ocean?
Will I miss the bay?
Will I miss the sunrise?
Will I miss the moon?
Will I miss the mountains?
Will I miss the trees?
Will I miss the city lights?
Will I miss the snow?
Will I miss the laughter?
Will I miss the jokes?
Will I miss touch?
Will I miss love?
Will I miss you?
Will i?
Will i?
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Miss Lloyd has now went to Miss Green
Miss Lloyd has now sent to Miss Green,
As, on opening the box, may be seen,
Some years of a Black Ploughman's Gauze,
To be made up directly, because
Miss Lloyd must in mourning appear
For the death of a Relative dear--
Miss Lloyd must expect to receive
This license to mourn and to grieve,
Complete, ere the end of the week--
It is better to write than to speak
poem by Jane Austen
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I Miss You, I Wish You
I miss you my friend
I wish you were here
It's dreary without you
It's weary, unclear.
I miss you my buddy
I wish you'd have stayed
What a time we'd have had
What a team we'd have made.
I miss you my mate
I wish you were near
I seldom feel happy
I hold you so dear.
I miss you my pal
I wish you'd return
I'm stilled, Im inactive,
I'm filled with concern.
I miss you a million
I wish we were one
I wish it so often
I miss you my son.
(Written Dec 1998)
poem by John Carter Brown
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Why'd you let me go
I try so hard but i can't let you go
I miss being yours
I miss being in your arms
I miss your smile
Your eyes drive me wild
I miss your tender kiss
I miss everything we had
Chorus
Why'd you let me go
You're made for me you know
Why'd your hurt me like that
You caused my heart more than just a crack
Why can't we be one
Cause of you I don't think I can go on
I miss feeling your fingers laced between mine
I miss looking in your eyes
I miss you so much I can barely breathe
Without you I can't see
I am blinded by you
I am torn in two
Chorus
Why'd you let me go
You're made for me you know
Why'd your hurt me like that
You caused my heart more than just a crack
Why can't we be one
Cause of you I don't think I can go on
I want you back to never let you go
I want feel our love grow
I want you here in my heart
I want to keep you from falling apart
When you crumble I collapse
When You left I had a heart attache
So aby please come back I promise you'll see
That me and you together can make eachother happy
poem by Jean Pullman
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Cut Here
So we meet again!" and I offer my hand
All dry and English slow
And you look at me and I understand
yeah its the look I used to know
"Three long years... and your favorite man...
Is that anyway to say hello?"
And you hold me...
Like youll never let me go
"Oh cmon and have a drink with me
Sit down and talk a while... "
"Oh I wish I could... and I will!
But now I just dont have the time... "
And over my shoulder as I walk away
I see you give that look goodbye...
I still see that look in your eyes...
So dizzy Mr. Busy too much rush to talk to Billy
All the silly frilly things have to first get done
In a minute - Sometime soon - Maybe next time - Make it June
Until laterDoesnt always come
It so hard to think "It ends sometime
And this could be the last
I should really hear you sing again
And I should really watch you dance"
Because its hard to think
"Ill never get another chance to hold you...
To hold you... "
But chilly Mr. Dilly- too much rush To talk to Billy
All the tizzy fizzy idiot things must get done
In a second - Just Hang On - All in good time - Wont be long
Until later...
I shouldve stop to think - I should've made the time
I couldve had that drink - I couldve talked a while
I wouldve done it right - I wouldve moved us on
But I didnt - now it's all too late its over... over...
And you're gone...
I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you
I miss you I miss you so much
But how many times can I walk away
and wish "if only... "
How many times can I talk this way
and wish "if only... "
Keep on making the same mistake
keep on aching the same heartbreak
I wish "if only... "
But "if only... "
Is a wish too late
song performed by by Cure
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I Miss My Innocence
I miss my swing, I miss my whip,
I miss my mother's grip,
my dirty hands and my soiled feet
my filthy face, my innocence.
I miss the way i used my slipper,
the incorrect way of wearing my t-shirt
I miss my friends and their sweet grins,
the way we talk and brag,
I miss the places where we used to play-
I miss my childish years yeah!
i miss my innocence.
Sonnet I
I thought once how Theocritus had sung
Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,
Who each one in a gracious hand appears
To bear a gift for mortals, old or young:
And, as I mused it in his antique tongue,
I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware,
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair:
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,--
'Guess now who holds thee ? '--' Death,' I said. But, there,
The silver answer rang,--' Not Death, but Love.'
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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I
I thought once how Theocritus had sung
Of the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,
Who each one in a gracious hand appears
To bear a gift for mortals, old or young:
And, as I mused it in his antique tongue,
I saw, in gradual vision through my tears,
The sweet, sad years, the melancholy years,
Those of my own life, who by turns had flung
A shadow across me. Straightway I was 'ware,
So weeping, how a mystic Shape did move
Behind me, and drew me backward by the hair:
And a voice said in mastery, while I strove,--
'Guess now who holds thee ? '--' Death,' I said. But, there,
The silver answer rang,--' Not Death, but Love.'
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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For All Of Us A Last Sunset
For all of us a last sunset like for all of us there was a first sunrise
A saying that's been around for years that came from someone wise
And every sunset that we see is one nearer to our last
Our biological clocks are ticking on and ticking ever fast
This evening the sun like a huge red ball set behind the western hill
And how many more sunsets for me since time does not stand still
I watched it disappear from view where it set the sky was red
A weather sign in the twilight sky of warmer days ahead
For all of us a last sunset so very very true
No matter what we achieve in life death it will be our due
Even for the greats of human history there was a last sunset
Though they live on in memory since them we don't forget
For all of us a last sunset the facts do never lie
Since like every other form of life we too are born to die.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Miss You
(words & music by don h. sumner)
Still I recall all the good times together
The love we shared, the fun and the laughter
How I wish you could feel what my heart says tonight dear
I miss you and I wish you were here
Dreams that I had they lay broken in sorrow
The plans I made the hopes for tomorrow
If I could I would tell you Im lonesome tonight dear
Oh I miss you and I wish you were here
All through the night I will see memories passing
The way you looked the sound of your laughing
How I long for the touch of your hand holding mine dear
Oh I miss you and I wish you were here
Lord, I miss you and I wish you were here
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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