This Is Our Last Parting Handshake 2011
this our last parting handshake,2011
&
this is our last parting handshake-
there is absolutely no chance of meeting you,
31.12.2011 and 2011
when you fade into the dim tunnels of ' time '
you had spoken to me through the skies
the wind, the sun, the water, the stars
and the earth which bears all my atrocities-
you had been kind to me, harsh at times,
you had wept with me and heartily laughed also-
you had punished me for my wrong-doing;
at times for nothing on my part-
i had my successes and great downfalls;
overall it had been a lasting friendship!
is it your death now
or the rest into the dusty chambers of history?
wear this pearl of my tear-dropp around your heart
as you slowly fall into your deep rest-
i leave you in intolerable pain
as i have no chance of meeting you ever in life!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Happy 2011
HAPPY 2011
H-ave
A
P-eaceful
P-rosperous
Y-ear
I trust that 2011 is going to be a year to remember
That from January to December
You are going to be blessed
That all will turn out for the best
You will win every test
Fix all that is messed
Restore broken relations
Have more patience
When times become tough
They will be overcome by love
You will give no place to fear
And 2011 will be an awesome year
Gods very best to you and your family for 2011
Love
Henry & Madalene 31 January 2011
Hebry Brown 31 January 2011
poem by Henry Brown
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A Legacy
Sometimes we meet someone
through a family member
and immediately there is an attraction,
not a physical one,
but something much deeper.
As time passes, friendship ensues
and the person teaches you things
that you will never forget.
They help you through the awkward years
from teenager to adulthood.
You mature beyond your years
without losing your individuality.
I know this is true as it happened to me.
There was no song and dance,
just two lonely people meeting,
taking a chance on friendship,
gathering memories as they went.
Then illness overtook the elder
and they had to move away.
The younger never got the chance
to say a goodbye.
A chance meeting years later
at a busy bus stop brought pain
with the acknowledgement
they would never meet again,
knowing he could never say
just how much she had meant to him,
how their friendship had enriched his life
and helped him grow
even as he grew older.
Her memory remained alive,
which helped him through the difficult times
to go on and survive.
God had taken her to his side,
the reason he did not know why,
but in her passing she left so much behind.
She helped too much to mention
so her kindness he could pass on.
A legacy we all want to leave
and hope we are that strong.
16 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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A Teacher, A Pen, and A Handshake
A teacher, a pen, a handshake.
Three deaths in one day
And each a death-toll in my heart.
I cannot even pray
My soul is so overwrought.
How much light can the darkness take?
Does eternity truly hold us apart?
A teacher, a pen, a handshake.
Three bodies in one grave.
Oh, you wretched world, mourn deep!
For one who freely gave
Of truth and love and soulful ink.
I fear my soul and heart shall break!
For death has taken them into it’s keep.
A teacher, a pen, a handshake.
Three stars fallen in space
Which once burned bright as the tears
Burning on my face.
How solemn strike the chords of death
Such a mournful tune they make –
And the Weaver of Worlds on a bier!
poem by Sophia White
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Love and Parting
Your wedding dress is not ready yet,
A choir does not sing in our honor,
But time is hurrying us not to forget
The horses that ask for honeymooners.
If only the troika would not lose its way
And the bells would never stop ringing.
Parting is a high price for the love to pay,
Two friends for eternal love are singing.
We've opened the love gate ourselves,
We've harnessed the happiest troika,
And here is something looming tells:
Love and parting are always an alliance.
The holy science -to hear each other
Through years, through times and life
Two friends are eternal - love and parting
They pass through our hearts with a strife.
The longer our life is- the years are shorter,
The sweeter the voice of our friends,
Each meeting becomes much warmer,
Love and then parting our life demands.
The bank, then the river, the sun, then the storm,
The twittering swallows, then cawing of crows,
Love and parting - they two eternal roads form,
Love and parting- this duet always together goes.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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God Is Real
The sweetest honey to the brightest flower
The largest planet to the smallest atom
Snowflakes and the bird kingdom
Smaller thatn the eye can see bigger then the mind can conceive
Heard a man on the radio today
(spoken)i mean Im not going to believe in anything that I cant see and ive
Been through a lot of hardships in my life ya know ya know in my life
Must confess I disagreed with what he had to say
How he could he not believe that God is real
I dont understand how
He could feel that way
When theres earth, air, water, and fire
So many different flowers
Sunshine and rain showers
So many different crystals
And hills and volcanoes
Chorus
Thats how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
I know this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
Thats how I know that God is real
In st. lucia I jumped in the water
(spoken)it was like I was seeing it for the first time. it literally changed
My life.
For the first time I understood its power
As I swam I was cleansed
If I had any doubts
This experience cleared them
Now I know for sure that God is real
I know that its the truth
By the way it feels
Cause I saw starfish and sponges
Fish shaped like trumpets
So many different colors
I stayed out there for hours and I only saw a fraction of a fraction of the
Deepest of the deep of the great blue wide
It brought a tear to my eye
Chorus
Thats how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
I know this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
Were made of the same stuff
As the moon and the stars
The oceans saltwater just like my tears are
You feel me
The sunrises and sets everyday without fail
Chorus
Thats how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
All of this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
I know this is not by chance
Thats how I know that God is real
song performed by by India Arie
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A Day To Remember
march 14 2011
is a day you taught me how to fish
a day you taught me how to dance
i'll never forget
the way you used to kiss me
the way you used to squeeze my hands
march 14 2011
is a day to remember
our first kiss
when we used to chase each other in the forest
march 14 2011
is a day to remember
the first day we was watching the stars in the dark sky
baby every time i see you
i just want to dance with under the trees
i know i hurt you
but i didn't aim to
so come back in my arms
lets go back to our history
and erase all the struggles
we been through
and start all over again
baby i love you
march 14 2011
is
a day to remember
poem by Guenael Oristel
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By The Fates
By the fates that have fastened our life,
By the distance that holds us apart,
By our passion, its sweetness, its strife,
By the longing and ache of the heart;
By our meeting, our parting, our pain
When meeting and parting are o'er,-
Take me hence to where once I have lain,
Ere I die of despair and disdain,
I implore!
'Tis in vain that you bid me be calm.
Can we bridle our pulses at will?
Is fasting for hunger a balm?
Can emptiness emptiness fill?
Shall I wait till I shrivel with fire,
Till I perish of parching and thirst?
Shall I make of my passion a pyre,
And, martyred by drouth and desire,
Die accursed?
I appeal to the hills which beheld
The dawning, the day of our love;
To the moon, when our bosoms first swelled
With its birth, that watched fondly above;
To the city surpassingly fair,
To the revel, the rapture divine,
That flooded the earth and the air
When our mutinous secret lay bare,-
Am I thine?
Will you leave me to faint and to fall,
Plunge me back in the slough of despond?
Shall I be to earth's darkness a thrall,
When I see a whole heaven beyond?
Shall you, who might waken my shell,
Consign it to silence and shame,
And, just as the notes 'gin to swell,
With your hands smite the chords, and dispel
All its fame?
Be this, at your bidding, our doom,
Together, then, break we our chains!
There is hope, there is rest, in the tomb,
When in life nought but anguish remains.
If love be but one torment more,
Oh, come then the gulf or the glaive!
Let us live our delirium once o'er,
Just once, then the comfort explore
Of the grave!
poem by Alfred Austin
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21 October 2011
That day that night had fell in my hands
For b'fore me, lays on my pillow an angel
Who was oblivious to my plans
For to her heavens I ever remain faithful.
21 October 2011 was the day I asked heaven.
To bestow upon me a forever glee
That would expel such sorrow in the world
And break these sad chains from me
And who would walk with my hand, a girl.
If a more smoother silk was to bless my hand
Than a seraph would have me say
That this elegant hair is as gold as grains of sand
Which mesmerise my night to day.
21 October 2011 was when she took my heart away.
"Oh my beauty! " - I could not help express
At the tip of my lungs till they burst
To all persons to the world and rest
For my love, your heart is my first.
"Would you kiss me? " - Your incantation
Your magic, you cast o'er me your spell
For my heart was your infiltration
It's a fairy-tale - You're my love story to tell.
21 October 2011 was when into her arms I fell.
Those lips do not just give dulcet a kiss
But sing with a merry tune
The innocence I reminisce
As does the tenderness of the moon.
Her hands as soft as clouds
That fills happiness in the skies
The night must be of her so proud
For the stars sparkle in her eyes.
21 October 2011 is when God made my world in the days of seven.
Oh God! You answered my prayer!
And sent me an angel from heaven
My heart you guided her straight there
All on the night of 21 October 2011.
21 October 2011.
poem by Theo Williams
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Empty Space In Our Lives
A Tribute to Elisabeth Sladen 1948-2011
Better known to millions as Sarah Jane Smith from the Doctor Who TV series.
We watch stars rise and then pass away,
people with quality and a twinkle in their eyes,
then suddenly they are gone
leaving an empty space in our lives.
We might never have known them
in a personal sense,
only by their performances
as they moved across the screen.
However, we felt at times
they were our friend,
we listened to the words they spoke,
the cheerfulness in their tone
and their beauty never diminished
during the passing of time.
Then suddenly they are gone
leaving only their image forever
captured in moments on film.
Goodbye Elisabeth.
May you rest in peace.
21 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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Take A Chance
(foster/lukather/newton-john)
Could it be were the perfect pair?
Have it all if wed only dare
I have dreamed of a night like this
Maybe you will end my loneliness
Meeting you was a dangerous thing
Cant control what is happening
Stood my ground, didnt run away
Trying hard to hide that Im so afraid
Take a chance, take a chance
Shall I take another chance on love?
Take a chance, take a chance
Shall I take another chance on love?
When it feels so right
That Im safe and warm inside
Take a chance and fall tonight
Guess my hearts on the borderline
Couldnt stand it not to work this time
Its hard to fight when it feels so good
If theres something, dont you think that we should
Take a chance, take a chance
Shall I take another chance on love?
Take a chance, take a chance
Shall I take another chance on love?
When it feels so right
That Im safe and warm inside
Take a chance and fall tonight
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Invisible Tears
Never think my friends
That the absence of tears
Means nobody is crying at all
For there are invisible tears
That don't come through
The naked and weary eyes
But from the very bottom
Of a broken heart...
Tears disguised as blood,
Running wild through the veins
And causing through its journey
An uncontrollable and deep pain
Which turns one's life
Into a living Hell...
Many times I deeply felt
Like crying and dropp real tears
But I couldn't because of pride
While I was really dying inside...
Time slowly passed
And I overcame my agony,
Moving on with dignity
In search of a new horizon
While overtaken by faith and hope
Thanking the Mighty One above...
©All Rights Reserved-2011
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Death Ended Everything
At a time off my feet you did me sweep
while your lovely smile touched my heart
as if on your pretty face a strange kind of art
had touched me, had entered me very deep.
There were times that we did laugh and weep,
were longing for a endless summer, never to part
where anything quite simple could our joy start,
we walked in the forest, climbed a mount steep
while there were stars glittering in your eyes
as if our lives were an unreal kind of fantasy,
as if our kind of bliss exceeded sheer ecstasy
where every day came as a kind of surprise.
There is more to life and living than chance,
death ended everything, ended our romance.
poem by Gert Strydom
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No Business Of Ours
How many times have we
turned our back on someone
who needed our help?
Too many times,
we turn our back saying
this is no business of ours.
How many times have we
walked away on someone
who just needed someone there?
Too many times,
we turn a deaf ear
when we should be listening.
How many times have we
done these things?
Too many times and more.
How many times have we
stood by in someone’s crisis,
but never did a thing.
Too many times,
we have never lifted a finger
when we should have stepped in.
One cry heard in the night
and never answered
is just one cry too many.
Cemeteries are too filled with cries
that were no business of ours.
One day we might realise
one voice can defeat an army,
and one outstretched hand of friendship
could reverse all too popular trends,
saving us from saying,
over and over again,
this is no business of ours.
7 February 2011
poem by David Harris
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Just when I Smile...
I get it,
you love women.
Sure...I am one!
I could stay in your frigid arms
as long as I want.
So many times I've said goodbye,
so so so many times I cry.
Back in your arms I always fall...
I meant it last time...
don't call.
Just when I began to smile,
you are standing next to me...
lifting that frigid arm,
sweet words...
again I am disarmed.
But wait,
I CAN choose my smile over you,
God help me to be through.
You can have a piece of my heart
as a parting gift...
but I have to keep the rest...
so that I can live! ! ! !
Judgement Of Heaven
A lonely cry for help reaching out for help to anyone
A silent prayer to God to help you on your way
Ive been depressed so long
Its hard to remember when I was happy
Ive felt like suicide a dozen times or more
But thats the easy way, thats the selfish way
The hardest part is to get on with your life
Youre searching in the dark
Clutching at straws to find a way
You take the tarot cards and throw them to the wind
Your questions your beliefs,
Your inner thoughts, your whole existence
And if there is a God then answer if you will
And tell me of my fate, tell me of my place
Tell me if Ill ever rest in peace
If you could live your life again
Would you change a thing or leave all the same
If you had the chance again
Would you change a thing at all
When you look back at your past
Can you say that you are proud of what weve done
Are there times when you believe
That the right you thought was wrong
All of my life I have believed
Judgement of heaven is waiting for me
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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From Demon
Sailless and without a rudder,
On the ocean of the air--
Float the choirs of stars harmonious,
'Mid the mists eternal there;
Fleecy flocks of clouds elusive
Drift across immensity,
Leaving ne'er a track behind them,
Following their destiny.
Hour of parting, hour of meeting
They know not,--nor grief, nor rest--
Theirs no longing for the future,
Theirs no sorrow for the past.
By thy day of anguish broken,
Think of them and calm thy woe--
Be indifferent as they are
To the pangs of earth below!
poem by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov
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The Rest Might
The rest might...
Criticize.
The rest might,
Analyze the times.
But these are
Only the times to live.
And these are
Only the times to give...
'What' and 'how' we can.
The rest might...
Try to hide.
The rest might,
Cry with alibis.
But sympathies
Really do not pay.
Not even wishing
That these times go away.
Nothing,
Today will stay!
The rest might...
Close their eyes.
The rest might,
Fight themselves inside.
But even having nothing more to say...
Wont make a difference,
If all things decay...
Right before our eyes!
The rest might...
Criticize.
The rest might,
Analyze the times.
But these are
Only the times to live.
And these are
Only the times to give...
'What' and 'how' we can.
So live your life enhanced!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We'll Be Together Again
No tears
No fears
Remember there's always tomorrow
So what if we have to part
We'll be together again
Your kiss
Your smile
Are memories I'll treasure forever
So try thinking with your heart
We'll be together again
Times when I know you'll be lonesome
Times when I know you'll be sad
Don't let temptation surround you
Don't let the blues make you bad
Some day
Some way
We both have a lifetime before us
For parting is never goodbye
We'll be together again.
Times when I know you'll be lonesome
Times when I know you'll be sad
Don't let temptation surround you
Don't let the blues make you bad
Some day
Some way
We both have a lifetime before us
For parting is not goodbye
We'll be together again.
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Phoenician’s Are First To Sail
Maybe if you are a scholar you will know,
That it is the Phoenician’s were the first to sail.
Sail to discover the America’s.
No it was not Columbus as the storybooks say,
The Phoenican’s made ships and sailed away.
Landing on what is the US of A.
they became the first Native Americans,
they were one with the Earth they were friends.
Now more explorers came,
Forced them to go to Canada.
Great grandmother Ms. La Duc would come from there,
meeting my Great Grandfather who was French
and fall in love and care.
You might have Phoenician blood in you if you don't read,
or question beyond what you can't see.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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A Great Healer
Time is a great healer
for the sorrows we must face
and the sadness we bear
when life deals us a bitter blow.
As the pain diminishes
as the years roll on by
we never forget
and alone in our privacy
tears occasionally leak from our eyes.
The pain is not as harsh,
but in us, it still resides.
Time heals the open wounds,
but never quite takes
all the pain away.
14 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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