Memories Of Home
just because
we do not live there
does not mean
we have forgotten
or do not care
our ties are hot wired
DNA written
into birth place
when parents siblings
friends still dwell
in those halls
of memory
time crisis calling
poem by Terence George Craddock
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To my noble parents sterling,
, I was their Daughter darling;
;
To my affable siblings, three,
I was their elder Sister, in glee.
To my beloved husband, in life,
I'm his devoted, fond Wife.
To my endearing children, four,
I'm their doting Mother spore;
To my nephews and nieces, reasoning,
I'm their dear Auntie, loving.
Alas! The label of daughter, nice,
Vanished with my parents' demise! .
My children, one by one, in course of time,
Were married, in their youth prime.
I begot sons-in-law and a daughter-in-law,
And am their affectionate Mother-in-law.
Ah! My siblings three, passed away—
The call of Sister, with them went away!
Now, when my sweet grand-children seven,
With love and care, me, they smother,
Calling me ‘Paatti'(Granny) 'Paatti'(Granny)
,
I the proud Grandmother
Am in rapture, transported to Heaven.!
poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Just another screw up
You get home
turn on the tv
Dont even bother to do homework
Its doesnt matter to you
You start to realize that
No one will believe you
When you are telling the truth
And when you lie
Its no surprise
Parents dont care
Dont even bother to hear you
Out,
Could care less about what you do
And what you dont
Your grades start to slip
You mind is getting busy
You cant stop thinking
About what kind of love
Your not getting
You cant seem to live up
To older siblings
Parents expect the best for you
All they do is take
They dont even care if
You're closer to break
Just some screw up
You yell to yourself
No one will understand
And you're just being yourself
You dont seem to care
Got that kiss my ass attitude
Dont give a rats ass about anyone
Except yourself
Just some screw up
Parents dont care
The world is out to get you
Cant seem to understand
Why no on can help you through
Just some screw up
Its nothing you
Teenagers are trouble
Just like me and you
poem by Danielle Jones
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A.f.u.
90 days on the road is what i need
When my axe cuts me deep, i let it bleed
On the stage, off my strings, down my face
And all over me
Pumpin' up for the show
Feelin' like something's gonna blow
S'got me all fired up
Yes, i'm all fired up
Through the ice into the fire
Blowin' steam
North and south, east n'west, right n'left
I'm always extreme
Don't like the middle squeezing me
I don't like nothin' in between
Yes, i'm all fired up
Got me all fired up
When the rest have packed it up
I'm alive, i'm electric, inspired
I, i'm naturally wired
Wired, naturally wired
Wired, wired
I'm naturally wired
Naturally wired
Wired, naturally wired
Wired, naturally wired
song performed by by Van Halen
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What More? Not Money!
What more can I ask for
What do I need?
What do I want?
All I need is love to live on
All I need is trust to live on
All I need is sense to live on
All I need is someone else's love to live on
Money isn't just everything
It can buy things
But there are some things money can't buy
Money can't buy my parents
No matter how much people offer me billions of dollars for my parents
I will never hand my parents to them
My parents are worth every single thing to me
I need love to go on
The loneliness is something that has a grudge on me
But with love
The grudge is gone
All I need to live on is God
When nobody listens to me
God does
He's always ready to listen
He's always ready to repsond
God is like my father
Who I love and care
Because he cares for my parents
I don't care if he doesn't care for me
Cuz' my parents are my top priority
I'll do anything to not lose them
I don't care about money
Because money comes and go
But love, God, and my parents are with me
No matter where
They're inside me
My fuel energy to live on.
poem by XXXHolix Fire
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Dead Souls
Someone take these dreams away
That point me to another day
A duel of personalities
That stretch all true reality
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
When figures from the past stand tall
And mocking voices ring the hall
Imperialistic house of prayer
Conquistadores who took their share
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
Calling me, calling me
Calling me, calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
They keep calling me
Keep on calling me
Written by: joy division
Performed by: trent reznor
song performed by by Nine Inch Nails
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Come To Part
When old friends disappear
for whatever the reason,
new friends come along
never to take their place
but just to stand beside you
whenever you need a friend.
The old friends live within your heart
though their time may have come to part;
they will remain in your memory,
as each day passes
just like your new friends will do
when their time comes to part.
4 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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Driven Into Despair
Today there will be no killing or blood spilling well none coming from you
I'll kill your friends, parents, and siblings to
I will frame you so your locked up for life
I'll pay the judge so your locked up all alone
You'll be driven right into despair
You shall rot in prison
You'll wither down there
Now you want to vanish into thin air
I'm making you feel as I do
So lonely and bare
Why doesn't anyone care
As I myself is living in despair.
poem by Kevin Fisher
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In The Making Of 'memory
dear friends,
how's your life?
it's been a while since I heard you laughed,
I, sometimes, dream of us so clearly,
in this making of 'memory'
our past days surely are beautiful,
the things keep our memory books so full.
the things we left unchanged are so many,
in this making of 'memory'
dear friends,
where have you been?
our day, our time,
do you still have that memory?
we live our lives now, differently.
we are, but for the making of another 'memory'
poem by Kite Remedy
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Come Home My Son, Come Home
As I travel across this country
the land that I love best
with its snowy peaked mountains
that lay out of reach in the west.
The rivers and the lakes
where nature grows at its best.
The forests and the plains
that each has their part
in the land I love the best.
I write from a distant shore
with dreams of coming home again
ever always on my mind.
Seeing once again friends
from a long, long time ago.
The land that I live in is not to my desire.
My home is ten thousand miles away,
and each time I see it,
it’s like the birth of a new day.
The cities are filled with people
and in the countryside; you can breathe in the fresh air.
The more I dream about it,
the more I wish to be there.
It is not the land of my birth,
but the place that I call home.
That distant country keeps calling to me
come home my son, come home.
31 January 2009
poem by David Harris
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Sonnet: On Love-marriage
Some love to love a girl or boy of choice,
And marry her or him as per one's dream,
Without giving their parents any voice,
Inviting family's anger and steam!
This is because they just believe in self,
And do not care for others' opinion,
But place their duties to loved ones in shelf,
And take their spouse alone as pillion!
To what extent such acts are right, none know!
The plight of family turns pitiable;
To parents, siblings, duty, we all owe;
Our life on earth is unlike in fable.
Though love-marriage is good in its own ways,
Responsibilities, we shouldn't efface!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-05-2012
poem by John Celes
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You help for your interest.
You take care of the one
Who is linked with your rise.
And whose fall affects you.
First, you did your parents and siblings.
Later you did your wife and offspring.
Your helps are your involved interests.
28.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My father was the orphaned son of immigrants to the United States from Ireland. My father never knew his parents. His mother died - we're not sure - either at or shortly after his birth, and he and all of his siblings were placed in orphanages in the Boston area.
quote by George J. Mitchell
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Why Not Me?
Crushed dreams
Unkept promises
False care
Forgotten love
I am your last child, your baby.
Why give these to my siblings, but not me?
poem by Veronica Nieves
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The counter-argument would be, so what if my sexual relationships are superficial, one can still have satisfying and rewarding relationships with friends, or parents, or siblings, or whatever.
quote by Chester Brown
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Art of Memory
Because the happiness, because the irony
Because the importance, because it is funny
Because the promise, because the faith
Memory is remembered
Whether daily, whether eventful
Whether beautiful, whether sad
Whether planned, whether accidental
Memory is made everyday
Because the time, because the nature
Because the trauma, because the secret
Because the plan, because the fear
Memory is forgotten
For the shame of dignity, for the hunger of power
In white lies, in written history
By erasing some fact, by adding impact
Memory is manipulated
By the flash of look, by the said word
By the thing, by the thought
By the shocking impact, by unconscious dream
Memory is triggered again
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Soledad
If only you could see the tears in the world you left behind
If only you could heal my heart just one more time
Even when I close my eyes
There's an image of your face
And once again I come I'll realise
You're a loss I can't replace
Soledad
It's a keeping for the lonely
Since the day that you were gone
Why did you leave me
Soledad
In my heart you were the only
And your memory live on
Why did you leave me
Soledad
Walking down the streets of Nothingville
Where our love was young and free
Can't believe just what an empty place
It has come to be
I would give my life away
If it could only be the same
Cause I can't still the voice inside of me
That is calling out your name
Soledad
It's a keeping for the lonely
Since the day that you were gone
Why did you leave me
Soledad
In my heart you were the only
And your memory live on
Why did you leave me
Soledad
Time will never change the things you told me
After all we're meant to be love will bring us back to you and me
If only you could see
Soledad
It's a keeping for the lonely
Since the day that you were gone
Why did you leave me
Soledad
In my heart you were the only
And your memory live on
Why did you leave me
Soledad
song performed by by Westlife from Coast To Coast
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A Street Child
Who will care for me when i am born into this world?
For day and night i've been walking on the streets;
And i have to struggle to survive for i am a street child.
No, not even one!
For many parents do not even know their children;
And i was born into a lovely home but now,
I do live on the street as a street child.
Lust and sex,
We were born out of it;
But how many parents still know that we do exist?
How many?
They really do not care abour us,
And i have to struggle to survive on my own;
How many days more left for me?
And i have to make ends meet from the streets;
Because there is nobody around to help me,
And i have no place called home again.
A street child that i am,
And of the many rivers to cross for my survival;
How many social workers do know of our plights?
How many?
How many streets do we have to sleep on?
How many? Hopw many governmenets do we have to wait for?
How many?
Yet still i am a street child.
Who really care about us?
And who really care about me?
My parents do not even know my where about;
Right from Kwazulu Natal Province to Tingitingi,
And from Obbia to Nima!
How many do care?
I am born into this world but,
I am living on the street;
And who will care about me?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I Don't Care Anymore
Well you can tell ev'ryone I'm a down disgrace
So drag my name all over the place.
I don't care anymore. (I don't care)
You can tell ev'rybody 'bout the state I'm in
You won't catch me crying 'cos I just can't win.
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
I don't care what you say
I don't play the same games you play.
'Cos I've been talking to the people that you call your friends
And it seems to me there's a means to and end.
They don't care anymore. (they don't care)
And as for me I can sit here and bide my time
I got nothing to lose if I speak my mind.
I don't care anymore I don't care no more
I don't care what you say
We never played by the same rules anyway.
I won't be there anymore
Get out of my way
Let me by
I got better things to do with my time
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
I don't care anymore I don't care anymore
Well, I don't care now what you say (I don't care what you say)
'Cos ev'ry day (everyday)
I'm feeling fine with myself (I'm feeling fine with myself)
And I don't care now what you say (I don't care what you say)
Hey I'll do alright by myself (I'll be alright by myself)
I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore)
I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore)
I don't care (I don't care) anymore (anymore)
I don't care anymore
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
Do you care? Hell no!
What what?
'Cos I remember all the times I tried so hard
And you laughed in my face 'cos ya held all the cards.
I don't care anymore.
And I really ain't bothered what you think of me
'Cos all I want of you is just a let me be.
I don't care anymore
Did you hear? I don't care no more
I don't care what you say
I never did believe you much anyway.
We won't be there any more
So get out of our way.
Let us by
We got better things to do with our time
We don't care anymore
We don't care anymore
We don't care anymore
We don't care anymore
We don't care
We don't care
We don't care (anymore)
We don't care
song performed by by Kelis
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Parents (like, who needs them?)
In the staff room after Parents’ Day
we used to shake our prematurely
gray heads and contemplate
the Zen-ness of our well-worn truism:
‘Parents are the least suitable
people to have children’…
EMForster said, we begin by
loving our parents; later
we judge them; rarely
if ever, do we forgive them..
The other day, some pseudo-quiz
for exposure-hungry celebs
asked, what is the most disliked
thing about parents?
and the pollsters did their thing
and found it was, their taste in music..
I guess that tells you something
about the depth of culture
though I suspect many teenagers
really think, it’s the gross, unspeakable way
that they go on having sex after we’re born…
however, this alleged poem is getting
way off track from its solemn message
which might, just might, be India’s
greatest if unproveable gift to the West
and all who whinge about their parents and
what they did and didn’t do for us…:
karma: that the way you lived your previous life
fixed it via the absolute computer that
you were born in the most propitious
time and place and parentage
to continue the journey of your soul
on its way to the bliss of freedom
from all worldly attachments
such as, e.g. parents; older siblings; and
the rest you’ll have to fill in for yourself
remembering of course in your compassion that
it was karma for your long-suffering parents too;
you were their justice; and they, yours..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sweet Surrender
This song appears on eight albums, and was first released on the back home again album, and it appears on the rocky mountain collection and the country roads collection albums. it has also been
Orded on the favourites and a portrait albums. live versions also appear on the an evening with john denver, country classics and the very best of john denver (double cd) albums.
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway
Travelled by many remembered by few
Lookin for something that I can believe in
Lookin for something that Id like to do with my life
Theres nothin behind me and nothin that ties me
To somethin that might have been true yesterday
Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more
Than enough to just be there today
And I dont know what the future is holdin in store
I dont know where Im goin, Im not sure where Ive been
Theres a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me
My life is worth the livin, I dont need to see the end
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Lost and alone on some forgotten highway
Travelled by many remembered by few
Lookin for something that I can believe in
Lookin for something that Id like to do with my life
Theres nothin behind me and nothin that ties me
To somethin that might have been true yesterday
Tomorrow is open and right now it seems to be more
Than enough to just be there today
And I dont know what the future is holdin in store
I dont know where Im goin, Im not sure where Ive been
Theres a spirit that guides me, a light that shines for me
My life is worth the livin, I dont need to see the end
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Sweet, sweet surrender
Live, live without care
Like a fish in the water
Like a bird in the air
Words and music by john denver
song performed by by John Denver
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