That Melancholy Feeling
Rows of epitaphs casting shadows on the graves
I, singing quietly, feel the tranquility in May
I walk along the pathways reminiscing memories
I stumble on an emerald meadow- among it many trees.
Serenity is breathing a soft and balanced tune
And time dies, left behind us, and now it feels like June
The field has brightened quickly, morphing into striking jade
The melancholy feeling is the one I can’t evade
Regretted turning memories into feelings of remorse
Because I feel the sadness of the loss that was so coarse
I finally felt no hunger; no thirst had then remained,
And time was passing quickly, losing memories I tamed.
The deceased deserve to live, but fairness is a scary game
And every day I quiver from the death of my beloved dame
August passed, September too, and still it felt so glum and blue
I left the field, took one more glance, and felt a feeling of romance
Without mind or heart she was, but I stayed wrapped in timeless thought
And in a web of life and love, I was trapped, enveloped, caught
And through this crazy labyrinth I trekked, and swiftly finished.
But I wanted to return, redeem a feeling that diminished.
I understood the consequences of staying far too long,
And so I left the bright green field, still searching for that song
A melody to release through catharsis my emotions
And pledge to portray to her my yearning for devotion
As the millennium adopted living memories in my mind
Of her and I, our tangled lives, experiences that bind
Our soul into one twisted state of one eternal fact
That even though I left her grave, our hearts were still intact.
poem by Sasha Ioffine
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FEEL AGAIN - Song Lyrics
Passing by my eyes
Are people living lives
They flow before my gaze
Just like the memories
In my mind
I watch them from
My hiding place
In shadows so
To hide my face
And as they pass
The memories flash
Of how it felt to feel that way
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
I watch the people
Not because
I wanna be their friend
I watch them not
Because I hope to know
Them in the end
I simply watch
And ask myself
Why do I feel this way
How did I get here
Can I hope
To feel again someday
To feel the feelings
That they feel…
To hope, to love, to cry
To fall and feel the pain
Or rise in triumph to the sky
And home…
I long for home…
Where is my home…
Please take me home…
Home…
Please take me home…
Where is my home…
I long for home…
All I have are memories
Of the times
When things were good
Memories of the days
Of when I felt
The way I should
Memories now that
Flow before the view
Inside my mind
Just as the passing people
Flow before my open eyes
Oh God! How can I be
Like them
Is there a way to
Start again
I know there is
I know its there
I’ll find it
I don’t ****ing care
What I have to go through
What I lose and what I lack
I know my heart
Can feel again
If I can only
Find my way back
Home…
I’m going home…
This is my home…
It feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
Home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
This feels like home…
I’m finally home
…Jeff Bresee
poem by Jeff Bresee
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Surprisingly Alive
Happiness is gone, it disappeared
It played me for years making me feel I deserved it
It was positive, and left me an optimist
I saw life through different eyes with happiness
It made me see what cannot be seen
It made me feel feelings I had not bothered to explore
I felt free beneath it's control
I felt invincible in it's arms
Happiness was my everything, it was my soul
It was what kept me moving forward
It was what made me want to live, to breath, to be
Then one day it left, it walked out on me
It left nothing behind but memories I could not have again
It walked out and never looked back
It walked out on me when I needed it the most
It pretended like nothing ever happened between us
Happiness kicked me towards sadness, it shoved me towards it
Then it left after it saw what happened
It got weak and left me alone
It left me crying behind the door
It left me bleeding on the bathroom floor
It left me wishing I had never lived
It left me screaming into my pillow in pain with sadness
It left me walking aimlessly at night with tears crawling down my face
It left me with the words 'I give up' floating above my head
It left me imagining what death would taste like
It left me cold, scared, hopeless, alone
It left...
poem by Mariam Abdelghani
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Sisters
She left me and my world just died.
She left me and all the tears I cried
could never bring her back to me.
And so inside I felt empty.
Time has passed but my memory's clear
and at times it's almost like she's still here.
Gone into the ethers mid angels like she,
gone, yet not gone, for she's still with me.
The separation scene, still hard to accept
is the necessary void that has always kept
the distance I feel while my life goes on
and the ache that comes when my day is done.
I will see you again when my time runs out.
Togetherness will return.. We'll not be without
the joy that we felt for we'll feel it again.
We'll know the peace that two sisters can.
You left me and it's been a long way back
to recover from loss and the feeling of lack.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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My Moonlight Memories Of You
One time in everybody's life
There is a moment
Like the moment we knew
And if you're a fool
You'll let it slip away
Sometime in everybody's life
There is a feeling
A feeling so real
And once it's gone it can never be replaced
I'm dancing with a shadow
Holding on to a dream that'll never come true
Still haunted by that old love song
My moonlight memories of you
My heart is like a ghost town
To every stranger that passes on through
All they find there
Is what you left behind there
My moonlight memories of you
You thought when you left me
I'll let you go
But here I am loving you more
Then you'll ever know
If I could hold you
Feel your heart beat
Just one more time
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
'cause without your love
I'll never be free of
My moonlight memories of you
One time in everybody's life
There is a moment
Like the moment we knew
And if you're a fool
You'll let it slip away
I'm dancing with a shadow
Holding on to a dream that'll never come true
Still haunted by that old love song
My moonlight memories of you
My moonlight memories of you
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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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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Precious Moments
Looking across the timeless ebbies
that stretches as far as our lives have travelled
searching for precious moments
that were left behind
and now lie hidden in our memories.
Those times when life propelled itself
in spurts of our endeavours,
but always left some precious moments
behind out of our lives.
Like Icarus, we flew too high
for our own self-importance
leaving behind a yearning
for something we had,
but foolishly left so far behind.
Now to relive them
we search the four corners
and hidden crevices of our memory
where broken loves fell.
We want again to dream
of those days of our splendour
and our mistakes in love
that has left a forever yearning
for the things we will never have.
The precious moments that lay scattered
somewhere in the hidden corners
of our distant memories
near the seas of tranquillity.
20 September 2011
poem by David Harris
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Youll Think Of Me
I woke up early this morning around 4am
With the moon shining bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone elses arms
Ive been tryin my best to get along
But thats ok
Theres nothing left to say, but
Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I dont needem
Take your space and take your reasons
But youll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact Ill feel a whole lot better
But youll think of me, youll think of me
I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess Im feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So
Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I dont needem
Take your space and take your reasons
But youll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact Ill feel a whole lot better
But youll think of me
Someday Im gonna run across your mind
Dont worry, Ill be fine
Im gonna be alright
While youre sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
Ill be over you
And on with my life
So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I dont needem
And take your cat and leave my sweater
cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact Ill feel a whole lot better
But youll think of me
So take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I dont needem
Take your space and all your reasons
But youll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
cause we got nothing left to weather
In fact Ill feel a whole lot better
But youll think of me, youll think of me, yeah
And youre gonna think of me
Oh someday baby, someday
song performed by by Keith Urban
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So Here I Am
There you are, here I am
Holding back, what I wish to say again
I can do it, but I can't seem to find the words
So I keep to myself, so sheltered
And once you leave, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself
I knew what I wanted us to be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 16, at a party, of a friend of mine
You are here, and I wanted to say it, this time
But then I saw her, she kissed you
That struck deep; I broke in two
So I stayed there, all alone
And lost my chance to say it before you took her home
And once you left, they come right back
But I don't have the courage to state the fact
Because I don't want changes to be
And I don't want you different towards me
So I kept, it to, myself again
I knew what I wanted to say, everything
But I kept, it to, myself again
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 23
And I’m in the back row, of your wedding
Cause I didn't want anyone to see, the tears that I cried-
Not for her, but for you and me, and what we should be
Should I object? Make my move?
But by the time I made up my mind, the whole thing was through
And once you left, they come right back
But I didn't have the courage to state the fact
And I didn't want to confuse your wedding day
But I can't stand to watch you walk away
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we’re 40, and look how big your kids have grown
Sometimes as I hug them, I still wish they were my own
And I still feel that light still burning; maybe it's not too late
But then I look into the eyes of your family, and I don't want to make a mistake
And once you leave the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think less of me
So I kept, it to, myself
I felt some hope, of what we could be
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 70, and your great grandchildren are born
And I can see your face, through everyone
And sometimes when you're on your porch, I still want make a move
But I just stay inside, like an old ladies supposed to do
And once you leave, the feelings come right back
But I didn't have the courage, to state the fact
Because I don't want to ruin, your family
And I don't them to think of me differently
So I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long to believe
But I kept, it to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am.
Now we're 90, and I'm at your funeral
Oh how these years went by so quickly, it's hard to believe you're gone
And I'm infuriated with myself, for not acing fast
And upset, because I never took that chance
So finally to the grave, I am able to say:
Now that you're gone, the feelings come right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
But I am too late, waited too long
To take the chance, I dreamed upon
And I’ve I kept, it to, myself
Wishing I hadn't taken so long believe
I’ve kept, it all to, myself
And held it in when I wanted to speak
So here I am, without you
Sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, without you
Wishing, I would have came forward
So here I am.
And you're no where, to be seen
So here I am, without you
Missing you desperately
Now I'm at my funeral, on my way, to heaven
On my way to God, and still wishing for that blessing
And right when I walk in, through those pearly golden gates
You're right where I wanted, and finally I get my chance to say
And now we're here, the feelings came right back
I now have to courage, to state the fact
Because now you're here
And now I'm here
And I'm no longer, keeping this to myself
Because I've waited my whole life just to tell you how I felt
So here I am, with you
No longer, sleeping these nights alone
So here I am, with you
Proud that I finally came forward
So here I am.
poem by Sugar Bear
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Get Up! Get Over It
Do not seek me for a caring done,
To compare to your own feelings...
You now experience with a deepened,
Feeling of being left distraught.
I admit I did suffer from your indifference then.
With a secret wish,
You felt what I had felt but you quickly dismissed.
But I am not the one to mend with a healing to end,
Those memories that trouble your consciousness.
I could only wish you what you then wished me...
Your 'good luck' absent of any empathy touched.
With a toss of a thoughtless blurted to me in my agony!
'Get up! Get over it. Life sucks.'
Well...
Get up.
Get over it.
Life sucks.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Take Me Back
Ive been walking by the river
Ive been walking down by the water
Ive been walking down by the river
Ive been feeling so sad and blue
Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking,
Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking, Ive been thinking,
Ah theres so much suffering, and its
Too much confusion, too much, too much confusion in the world
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way back, take me way back, take me way back
Take me way back, take me way back, take me way back
Take me way back, take me way back, ah!
Take me way, way, way, way, way, way, way back, huh!
Help me un.....help me understand
Take me, do you remember the time darlin
When everything made more sense in the world (yeah)
Oh I remember, I remember
When life made more sense
Ah, ah, take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back, take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me back (woah) to when the world made more sense
Well theres too much suffering and confusion
And Im walking down by the river
Oh, let me understand religion
Way, way back, way back
When you walked, in a green field, in a green meadow
Down an avenue of trees
On a, on a golden summer
And the sky was blue
And you didnt have no worries, you didnt have no care
You were walking in a green field
In a meadow, through the buttercups, in the summertime
And you looked way out over, way out
Way out over the city and the water
And it feels so good, and it feels so good
And you keep on walking
And the music on the radio, and the music on the radio
Has so much soul, has so much soul
And you listen, in the nightime
While were still and quiet
And you look out on the water
And the big ships, and the big boats
Came on sailing by, by, by, by
And you felt so good, and I felt so good
I felt I wanna blow my harmonica
Take me back, there, take me way back there
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way back, way back
To when, when I understood
When I understood the light, when I understood the light
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon, in the golden afternoon
In the golden afternoon when we sat and listened to sonny boy blow
In the golden afternoon when
We sat and let sonny boy, blow, blow his harp
Take me back, take me back, take me back
Take me way, way, way, way, way, way, way
Back when i, when I understood, when I understood, yeah
Oh, ah, take me way back, when, when, when, when, when, when
When, when, when, when, when, when, when
I was walking down the
Walking down the street and
It didnt matter
'cause everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt, everything felt
Everything felt, everything felt, everything felt so right, ha
And so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, ah
Everything felt, so right, and so good
Everything felt, so right, and so good, so good
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now, in the eternal moment
In the eternal now
Everything felt so good, so good, so good, so good, so good
And so right, so right, so right, just
So good, so right, so right, in the eternal
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
In the eternal moment, in the eternal moment
When you lived, when you lived
When you lived, in the light
When you lived in the grace
In the grace, in grace
When you lived in the light
In the light, in the grace
And the blessing.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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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.
The Better Part Of Life
We're all together once again
For the first time in i don't know when
We were so close once upon a time
There were five of us kids at home
Two girls, three boys and dad and mom
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember that old swimming hole
Where we would swim so long ago
And all them possum grapes and muskedines
And do you recall the time
We all got drunk on homemade wine
That was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How i wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin' lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember how we talked as kids
Of what we'd be when we got big
And all the dreams that we held in our minds
I wanted to be a singin' star
And you all said that i'd go far
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember all the fun we had
Back when they say times were bad
And life was good to us and things were fine
We had fun and we had love
And a mom and dad to care for us
But that was is the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How i wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin' lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Sweet memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Better Part Of Life
Were all together once again
For the first time in I dont know when
We were so close once upon a time
There were five of us kids at home
Two girls, three boys and dad and mom
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember that old swimming hole
Where we would swim so long ago
And all them possum grapes and muskedines
And do you recall the time
We all got drunk on homemade wine
That was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How I wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember how we talked as kids
Of what wed be when we got big
And all the dreams that we held in our minds
I wanted to be a singin star
And you all said that Id go far
But that was in the better part
Of life we left behind
Remember all the fun we had
Back when they say times were bad
And life was good to us and things were fine
We had fun and we had love
And a mom and dad to care for us
But that was is the better part
Of life we left behind
Life was simple for us then
If only it could be again
How I wish we could go back in time
But time moves on and nothin lasts
Except the memories from the past
Memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
Sweet memories from the better part
Of life we left behind
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Moonlit Melody.
The night wind carries from afar
The soft sweet strains of a guitar.
Although the tune’s familiar
I cannot bring its name to mind
The soft notes carried on the breeze
recall forgotten memories
Gently reminding me.
That fate was not always kind.
I’ve had my share of happiness
I’ve known both failure and success.
They seem to balance more or less
So I am blessed with peace of mind
I sit and listen quietly
the distant music soothing me
into a state of reverie.
In which I find I am resigned
To being old and on my own
a feeling which has slowly grown
Since my love died. left me alone
She had to go left me behind.
I know I will rejoin her soon
beyond the mountains of the moon.
When death grants me the final boon.
I’m certain that I shall not mind
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Reminiscing
*note: this is taken from 5iveweb, Im not sure the lyrics are 100% true. Ill try to get the real ones soon, cos theres this missing part here too!*
Yo, Ive got a little story that Id like to address
To individuals, gotta get it off my chest
It aint about whos the best
Or five being better than the next
Were just a little different from the rest
Cos see, we got each other
When things go down
And time is just too important to be messin around
So understand not what Im trying to say
But appreciate living life day to day
So how does it feel to be the only ones
Left out in the rain cos youre phoney ones
Wake up and realise what you live is a dream
Aint gonna be there for long even though it may seem
Like a never ending story
You in it for the money or the glory
Open up your ears or ignore me
All Im tryin to do is be the man I am and be the best in this world I can
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
You got to open your mind up and kick both your feet up
Ill hit you with a tale of how the five of us were meet up
Were just five guys who wanna rise to the skies
No ......... we got a vision in our eyes
Now people wanna step up and try to hold us back
They wanna try to stop us getting freaky on this track
But this is how we kick it and this is how we swing
And this is how I hit you with the funk that I bring
Now you gotta select to connect not disrespect
And you gotta learn to keep your negativity in check
Cos everybody knows what goes around comes around
Ill put it down with my sound
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on
Reminiscing bout the time we used to share
If you feel it throw your hands up in the air
Time is running out, memories die
Keep movin on
Gotta keep movin on...
song performed by by Five
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Dead And Gone
In years from now when I am dead and gone
Will people read the words that I had wrote
If they do will they agree with what they read
And if so truly, understand the feelings I had spoke.
Will they feel the pain and suffering that I felt
In the many days of my own life
Maybe they will etch my feelings inside their soul
And If so, I wonder for me if they will cry.
I wonder if anyone will go into a deep thought
After reading the words that I had spoke
And then will they think and understand that feeling too
While inside their soul or heart a memory I will had awoke.
Maybe they will be with me in those lonesome nights
When my soul and I felt so very alone
When I couldn't sleep so I had to write
While my soul stayed stationary, but my mind it did roam.
And will they feel the pain that I did feel
With every line that I suffered as I did write
Will they shed a tear that my lover never shed for me
While she was always in my heart and in my sight.
And when they finish my book and close it shut
Will they reflect my feelings as they walk away
Will they say they know the pain that I have felt
As they too had felt it in their very own days.
Will they cry the tears that was never cried for me
As they go searching for my last resting place
To give the sympathy they might say I deserve
While trying to visualize my soul through my face.
If they look and find and then walk unto my grave
I wander for me if i will receive long forgotten grieving
Telling me how sad and the pity they hold for me
After reading my words, maybe they will start believing.
And maybe they will walk to the graves of the others
The ones who did me wrong and who sealed my fate
Who made me the poet whom I had to become
Will they tell them their souls, and living they do hate.
So as I finish writing with these last few thoughts
I hope forever my words and feelings will continue on
As I know I am not alone and my pain is not fastened to me
But really who will know, until I am dead and gone.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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My First Love
For no reason at all she came into my thoughts and dreams
I don’t know why, I haven’t seen her since she was seventeen.
She brought with her forgotten memories I thought had gone,
but they’re still there to think about and to touch upon.
The happy and sad times that we both lived through
as teenage lovers with passions so strong and true.
We lived and breathed for each other every moment of the day,
and our hearts would break if we had to spend time away.
So strong was our love, we would have died for each other,
we experienced every emotion that was possible together.
My insane jealous nature eventually forced us to part
it left us with sadness and our first broken heart.
At the time there was nothing else worth living for,
but time heals and I found another love to adore.
Looking back, my first true love is still special to me,
we discovered what love was and how it should be.
And whenever she comes to mind I think back and smile,
and thank her for the memories that are so worthwhile.
The postman put a letter through the letterbox today
it said that my first love had recently passed away.
Even though she’s left this world she lives on in my memory
and as long as I shall live she’ll be with me.
In my thoughts and dreams I see her as she was so long ago,
and it’s over fifty years since we said our first hello.
poem by Orlando Belo
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To those in silence reaching in desperation...the ones we misunderstood
I've an ache inside and it will not go away;
I cry in silence nothing to display.;
no one can hear
so i reach, to no one there
I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help..I'm so alone
death has caressed me...my new home
In one great struggle all misunderstood;
unable to live the way i should
I slowly walk away;
My memories left in dismay
I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help...I'm so alone
Death has caressed me... my new home.
But in all that's real there is no home;
you don't see inside; its never shown
not the way i know it i wish you could;
I'm really needing..but nothing feels good
I am alone so very alone
Its cold and scary...I'm so alone
I see no help...I'm so alone
Death has caressed me... my new home.
If I left any foot prints i don't know why;
I just couldn't feel but could always cry.
Just fell in love with sadness all inside;
And just withered away and finally died.
poem by Steven Luneau
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Deep, Dark, Dismay
Cold is my heart and dull are my thoughts,
My soul is trapped in memories far gone,
Emotions elude me, my feelings are numb,
And my spirit cries out for it's freedom.
The dark isolation of my loneliness,
The deep despair and cold desperation,
All hope has deserted my deep solitude,
I am left with my own isolation.
Secluded from happiness I once enjoyed,
My sorrow filled state no longer holds joy,
My obsolete memories will not bring him back,
As I spiral ever deeper into the void.
My destitute subsistence is vaguely aroused,
My invalid existence in grief, so profound,
Deep feelings of sorrow are all that remain,
And the dark silence brings deafening sound.
My confused, disordered retreat from his love,
Has left me a prisoner within my own heart,
My rueful remorse and melancholy sin,
Makes me deeply regret that I lost him.
Woe is me in my deep dark dismay,
Depression set in when he went away,
I no longer desire to live anymore,
Please lower me into my grave.
poem by Emily Reid
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Romancing in Dispair
Enigma...
Romancing with Nostalgia
I have this strong desire
Thinking someone... a dream now,
To liberate my sen-ital love
To romance with her.
Rain when shatters over house sheet
Takes me back to
My years of romance.
Those memories makes me impotent
I go senile...
I wish if i could take her,
in my arms,
And hum softly in her ears,
My lines of immature poetry... teen confession.
In narrative tune
Emphasizing more for clear wordings,
...stop it!
She is gone.
What has remained is a heart piercing feelings,
If love had law,
She would've been prosecuted.
but... whatever it is,
I always think of you.
One face of romance.
Romancing with my distress.
Nothing is left in me.
its nonentity...
My fate...
Unlucky with relations.
for whom I admire,
I make'em my perennial dream
But they have no solace for me.
Beholding this despair,
Lamenting this loss,
I tumble in life.
Romancing with her was unbelievable,
Romancing with her memories pains,
here I do.
Romancing with nostalgia.
crying in her memories,
I wish if I could add,
more vulnerable synonym for 'crying'.
I smile remembering time you used to tickle me.
time, you pulled me under your umbrella
but our romance remained incomplete.
Our relation wasn't so necessary for her.
One life cleavage.
I sustain my this part with pain.
my aspiration lay barren.
No magic works on me.
Its more than romancing,
more slow than whiskey lullaby.
Dying is nothing,
Journey to death is heartthrobing.
I can feel what a widow feel.
romancing with dark rose.
Romancing with my incomplete feelings.
I will continue to romance.
dwelling constantly over spilt past.
poem by Norden Lama
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