Time Sliced Theme Melted In Humanity Aging Intervals
last conversation we had only a second has passed
words themes ambitions goals clearly remembered
then now are one
moment one time
a continuous progression
though years have passed
time sliced theme melted
in humanity aging intervals
memory is still clear one
let us continue conversation
voice is smooth progression
thoughts ideas crystallize heartwarming
water transcends into light path breathtaking
clear terry arguments peace fruitation flowing
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Tale of a conversation
Tale of a conversation
~
A conversation like no other
Began with a nervous look
A charge felt in the air
History being rewritten
The talk changed that night
Something drew closer
Like an unseen force
Was it the wine talking
Or the words being spoken
Were the one wished to hear
A step taken closed distance
A hand held in a hand
A short silent moment hesitated
The first kiss between lovers
When all did change
A feeling unplanned happened
Seemed so perfectly natural
That there was no fear
The conversation like no other
The talk that drew together
Two lips anticipating
The touch of the embrace
Upon waking in the mornings light
All those words spoken
Became clear
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Good With The Bad
At work today in a quiet moment
I remembered where I used to work
over forty years ago.
I remembered the faces,
most of them have passed away
and the others are scattered
to the four winds of providence,
wherever that may be.
It was the silly and embarrassing things
that sprang to my memory,
then came, the upsets and defeats,
the shouts and arguments.
As with all memories,
you’re going to get the good with the bad
and the bad always seem
to outweigh the good.
22 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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That Voice Again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im listening to the conversation
Judge and jury in my head
Its colouring everything
All we did and said
And still I head that sharp tongue talking
Talking tangled words
I can sense the danger
Just listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
Hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
Im hearing right and wrong so clearly
There must be more than this
Its only in uncertainty
That were naked and alive
I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar
Hear it through the things you said
I can get so scared
Listen to the wind
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
Hear that voice again
What I carry in my heart
Brings us so close or so far apart
Only love can make love
I want you close I want you near
I cant help but listen
But I dont want to hear
I hear that voice again
I want to be with you
I want to be clear
But each time I try
Its the voice I hear
I hear that voice again
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Separate Long Decades Have Passed
long decades have passed
polar ice caps keep melting
ghost years between all passed away
time lost in sightless mists years
but there was not one no rainbows
time left us alone poles polar apart
yet through all those lost mist years
filled with work time spectral dreaming
your name haunted mind each day
memories came ever unbidden
in thoughts intrusive odd timed
such thoughts were never far away
I hoped lost years to you were gentle kind
lost out of sight never out of memory mind
eternal youth memories face to ages blind
I see you ever in heart’s mind memory
memories that echo through eternity
in this love which endures in perpetuity
long decades have passed
polar ice caps are still melting
ghost years between all passed away
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Much That I Remember About You
I remember you
I remember the first time I saw you
Looking up and there you were, an angel on earth
It occurred when I didn’t expect it, wasn’t looking
Seeing you and thinking that you were pretty
Seeing you and wondering why, afterwards, I
Remember you more now
I remember your voice
I remember the first time I heard and it enchanted me
Dulcet tones playing hypnotic music disguised as a woman’s voice
It happened in conversation, in the harmony of all you spoke
Hearing the coy happiness in the words we shared
Hearing the smile in your tone so that I
Remember your voice now
I remember your eyes
I remember the first time I became lost in them
How it was a time when our eyes met in more than just a glance
It happened in a moment, together with you
Seeing in your eyes more than just a casual interest
Seeing in your eyes myself and us which is why I
Remember your eyes now
I remember your skin
I remember the first time I felt the touch of your skin
When your fingertips brushed mine in flirting invitation
It flashed in a moment, skin to skin
Feeling the electricity of your touch, your skin against mine
Feeling the heat passing between us as I
Remember the feel of your skin now
I remember how you made me feel
I remember the first time I admitted to myself
What I felt for you was more than just friendship
It came in a moment, talking with you
Realizing that every thought of you made me smile
Realizing that each smile made me
Remember even more how you made me feel
I remember why I fell for you
I remember this all the time now
The memory comes in thoughts, your voice, your eyes
It happens in every moment these days, loving you
Knowing that what happened between us is a good beginning
Knowing that we could be much more always helps me
Remember constantly why I fell in love with you
poem by David Terry
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Catapulted
The telephone rings
and you wonder who it is.
Picking it up you say hello
and the voice answers,
“How are you? ”
Suddenly you are catapulted
to a different time and place
by a voice you used to know.
A conversation begins
and the years slip away.
It’s nice to hear from a friend
you used to know.
The reminiscing makes time slip by
and soon the conversation has ended
with a promise of talking again
and you feel comforted
in that thought
you two will speak again.
5 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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Session Man
He never will forget at all
The day he played at the albert hall.
A million sessions ago it seems.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Rock n roll or vocal star[? ],
A philharmonic orchestra,
Everything comes the same to him.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Hes not paid to think, just play,
A session man
A session man
A session man
Playing at a different studio every day.
He reads the dots and plays each line,
And always finishes on time.
No overtime nor favors done.
He is a session man,
A chord progression,
A top musician.
Hes not paid to think, just play,
A session man
A session man
A session man
song performed by by Kinks
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Good Bye Aiden
Sitting in the room of shadows wondering if the beauty laden
Laden by the lonesome darkness guided by the night’s amour.
Love it fills the night of question; about the doubtless future succession
For the morning’s eve progression, progression towards the closing door
Hushing whispers of choice uniting, in the movement of the maiden
Oh the maiden lonely sitting upon the venerable door.
Sodden by the rains aggression; the wan face sits with no expression;
To avoid the precarious transgression, transgression of the note in his drawer.
Cannular heart pulses in a manner; that it burdens the day with thoughts of Aiden.
Aiden, sweet Aiden smoldering the sun, that has shaken her core,
The man who consumes her mind’s obsession, what an agitated depression.
Depression that was once progression, progression towards the closing door.
poem by Brooklyn Joy
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No Where
Here now
we continue pointless conversation
Its 3 oclock in the morning
we are going no where so we are yawning
drinking for the sake of drinking
pointless conversation but we are talking
so we continue
we continue to pour whiskey into my glass?
And I can't help but look at the clock because I like watching time pass
because I don't care
I like where its going
even though I know its not going anywhere
because we have no where to go
we don't need to go quick we don't need to go slow
darling we have no where to go
taughnted by tiredness, still neither eyes do close
as we speak we refuse to listen to the truth in which we see.
poem by Daniel McCann
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3rd And Long
pick up the pieces that i've left behind
i woke up today feeling older
and never so much better
i know i talk in circles.
i never wanted to avoid your conversation.
you see yourself in my eyes.
another day has passed us by.
the more time i spend,
the less i see of you.
i'll never take it back
your voice is like an angel
guiding over every move i make
i'll never want it back
the direction that you've gave me.
nothing can replace what i've gained.
time grabs me by the shoulders.
no one know how it feels to move over.
i know i'm still far from you
and it feels like i'm still far from home.
my name is a disappointment.
i only disappoint myself.
if only i could hold this moment
kept from everyone else
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Streams Of Whiskey
Last night as I slept
I dreamt I met with behan
I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of lifes philosophies
He had but these few clear and simple words to say
I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always was slack
And now that Ive a pile
Ill go down to the chelsea
Ill walk in on my feet
But Ill leave there on my back
Because I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
Theres nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
Ill walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer
Iam going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
song performed by by Pogues
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Couldn't Have Said It Better
And you said nothing at all
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
Tonight the conversation takes the fall
Just love me like you love nobody else
Little lady, I think there's something on your mind
I've known you long enough to know
The words are not that hard to find
And the harder you try and the longer you go
Well there's nothing but love in those eyes anymore
You know what to say but you never know how
You can keep your mouth shut because it doesn't really matter right now
I will guide you all the way
Because I know exactly what you're trying to say
You have the right to remain silent
I'll get the lights...you get that smile
And you say nothing at all
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
Tonight the conversation takes the fall
Just love me like you love nobody else
Meatloaf: I see the angels, they're standing right outside your door
Girl: They're watching over me, they're watching over us all
Meatloaf: You can send them home tonight, because you won't need them anymore
Girl: In your arms I think I've found the safest place to fall
Meatloaf & Girl:
When I step in the door and I stare at your face
There are so many things that I wish I could say
Well I struggle with words but they put up a fight
You can keep your mouth shut, because it doesn't really matter tonight
Meatloaf:
I will guide you all the way
Because I know exactly what you're trying to say
Girl:
You have the right to remain silent
I'll get the light...
Meatloaf & Girl: You get that smile
Meatloaf:
And you say nothing at all
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
Tonight the conversation takes the fall
Just love me like you love nobody else
And I know you feel the same
Meatloaf & Girl
You've been searching for the words
Now you know what to say
Meatloaf:
Just say nothing
Don't say a word
Silence is gold
Don't say a word...shh
Meatloaf & Girl: This is the moment we've been waiting for
Girl: If I exercise my right
Meatloaf: And I will take your body language
Meatloaf & Girl: And hold it against you tonight
Meatloaf: And I know you feel the same
Meatloaf & Girl: I've wondered all my life, if this moment comes would I know what to say
Meatloaf: Then you say nothing at all
Girl: So many time I've stumbled on the words that I've wanted to say
Meatloaf: Then you say nothing at all
Girl: So many thought I should have just let my heart explain
Meatloaf: Then you say nothing at all
Girl: So many ways we could turn the words around
Meatloaf: You said nothing at all
Girl: So many nights our hearts came crashing to the ground
Meatloaf: You say nothing at all
Girl: So many dreams that are finall coming true
Meatloaf: Well, I couldn't have said it better myself
Girl: Now you finish me off when you finish my thoughts the way you do
Meatloaf:
You say nothing at all
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
Girl: I love you
Meatloaf:Tonight the conversation takes the fall
Girl: Like nobody else
Meatloaf: Just love me like you love nobody else
You say nothing at all
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
Tonight the conversation takes the fall
Just love me like you love nobody else
Meatloaf & Girl: You say nothing at all
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
Tonight the conversation takes the fall
Just love me like you love nobody else
Meatloaf & Girl: You say nothing at all
Well I couldn't have said it better myself
Tonight the conversation takes the fall
Just love me like you love nobody else
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Ramadan and Old Friends
How is it nice to see old friends?
When they are almost to their near ends
None of them complains about lost love
Happily stay far and finally drove
It is happy Ramadan month
I would love to mention it forth
How I missed a bus but got a friend?
She was almost there in the green field
Life is so dear and even made dear
Wanting to spend rest of life and stay near
How come those sentiments flooding clear mind
Every moment is to be searched and get no wild
She will praise for my poems
More so of its contents and themes
The feelings, human touch and belonging
The pure thought process and its on going
I am moved by her depth of love and understanding
She has great urge for fight and then suddenly urge for mending
This all makes her important in my eyes
All my great thought and idea too almost flies
It is holy month and she may be fasting
Yet her love and attachment is ever lasting
She did put some of the words very clear
I have to take it honestly and keep no fear
I too believed that it is equally important
To follow the true path and learn instant
What is real truth behind all great festivals?
As they appear once in a year with intervals
I spare maximum time in conversation
Listen to friends and answer the questions
They may have their own feelings and sentiments
I try to hear patiently and offer suitable comments
She may be offering prayers
Passing from this earthly layers
To the sky and almighty
To justify upon being purged and feel happy
When you hide nothing and keep heart pure?
You are near to him for sure
As love is also another name of dedication
As you move in with blessings as clear indication
She has put to me number of times
That she wants always happiness and smiles
She can grant it through her well wishes
As it will be her endeavor till she perishes
I wish I could be with her forever
As it was dreamed never
Yet today when I look back for her
I feel sense of proud and honor
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Time Stands Still For The Likes Of Me
Time stands still for the likes of me
Other than this moment, time does not exist
There is no past or future beyond this moment
Just this moment in time exists, and nothing more
The passage of time has no effect on me, ill or otherwise
I do no feel it's passing
It's comings and goings are lost on me
I am stuck - lost - in a timeless era
I do not seem to age, neither physically nor mentally
They say it is only 'natural' for my body to look and feel 'young'
It is merely my age that makes me feel this way
That it is only my youthfulness
But why, then, does my mind not age?
I have felt no progression on my part since grade school
I feel as though the past ten years did not exist
Middle school and high school are a blur to me
No real memories or recollection of that time in my past
I have nothing to prove it ever existed, save for the passing of time
Yes, time has stopped for me
My memory is at a standstill
I have a brain freeze that has lasted nearly a decade
I look no older than a 15 year old girl
A high school sophomore
And I carry virtually the same mentality
Time stands still for the likes of me
poem by DiAnne Douglass
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Not For A Single Entity
If you can see the unattainable.
Set forth an embark for someone to continue on when you're gone.
Sometimes a single life time is not enough.
So share in our goals and ambitions to really achieve what we desire.
Not for single entity.
But for the entire humanity.
One can not predict the future.
But one can generate it.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A run out player
That precious time may run out
It may result in complete route
Still so much is left in store
All my works to be admired and adored
I have love for rhyme
Synchronies it with space and time
I shall prefer only sunny side
The horizon is open and wide
Let me what I am
Not to be decided by them
I shall rule the hearts of people
My creation will always tell
It may echo all over
All areas to cover
The spreading of good message
Smooth sailing with clear passage
They are simple words
It has blessings from the lords
They have come as it has to
Each word is clear and true
Who shall come forward and say?
What preference I should have in way?
I shall sing in the way I could
It is always for me thought for food
I have openly advocated
In thoughts also not sugar coated
It is through clear vision and sight
I had seen the path with light
Not all may agree
They are all free
The flowers may boom in spring
Birds and bees may silently sing
It shall ring with music
It may be life time music
I shall vow to come back again
The lost position and pride to regain
I shall watch from distance
Eyes may close at once
Some one may ring in ear
I would love some words to hear
In no time I shall be no more
The poems may remain forever
At some stage they open the page
I shall then come out of the cage
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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3rd & Long
Pick up the pieces that Ive left behind
I woke up today feeling older
And never so much better
I know I talk in circles.
I never wanted to avoid your conversation.
You see yourself in my eyes.
Another day has passed us by.
The more time I spend,
The less I see of you.
Ill never take it back
Your voice is like an angel
Guiding over every move I make
Ill never want it back
The direction that youve gave me.
Nothing can replace what Ive gained.
Time grabs me by the shoulders.
No one know how it feels to move over.
I know Im still far from you
And it feels like Im still far from home.
My name is a disappointment.
I only disappoint myself.
If only I could hold this moment
Kept from everyone else.
Please dont change
I know Ive made mistakes
Its been this way a hundred times
Youre getting old and so am i
song performed by by New Found Glory
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Communication Skills
Your conversation...
It's all over the place.
'I'm glad you noticed that.
Because I am responding to you.
I pride myself on listening.
And delivering immediate feedback.
So...
If you have noticed 'my' conversation,
Has been all over the place...
Not making sense OR contact?
Listen to yourself sometimes.
You will find your communication skills,
Way off track.'
So what are you saying?
I don't pay attention?
'Well,
It's like this...
If you think my conversation is scattered,
And it is just the two of us 'in' one conversation...
And I am responding to 'you'?
You figure that one out by yourself.
Because it is obvious to me,
You don't need me here...
To enjoy your own thoughts! '
True!
Maybe I should be a writer...
Huh?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lost
(1/21/12)
I was lost in a world of my own
Traveling through the valleys of my mind
Where there was only space and no time.
A place where minds go to be free
And musicians playing in harmony.
Where voices of the best singers
Would gather around and put
Together the greatest sounds.
A place where you can be yourself
And not have to listen to anyone else.
A place where you can be lost in
the thoughts of your mind
And be there till the ends of your time
A place of imaginations and dreams
And of places seen and unseen.
Everyone no matter who they may be
Has been in this place of mystery.
We start off when we’re very young
A place that we go to have some fun.
Then as we get into our teenage years
We start to travel more and lose our fears.
We start to visualize what we would
Like to be, set our goals, and set
Our hearts and minds free.
Our hearts and spirit so clear and bright
Which turns our darkness into light.
All we see is the clear path ahead
Where so many before have tread.
So allow yourself to get lost in
The caverns of your mind
You’ll be amazed at what you’ll find.
poem by Louis Rams
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Clear Rejection
A moment
You said with pain and grief
If you are not there,
My Life stops
I have no demand
I need you to carry me
My soul was blended with your words
I felt my existence in your soul
A Moment
Suddenly you uttered
like a sharp sword
I am not interested in you
I want freedom from you
I am sick and tired of you
just go Away.................
Such a 'Clear Rejection' from You
A Moment
I realized clear rejection
upset mind for some time
but relives the heart for ever
Clear Rejection well in time
is appreciated at times........
poem by Seema Gupta
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