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Master Of Mind

Times a reward
Memories' a rewind
The future a hill ward
And the past a clinging hind
But ever, masters of mind
We are not to whine

poem by Timothy muggaga
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Future Never Knows Me (Song)

Past Expectations Be
Future Never Knows Me

What All Is Left Behind
Is What I Cant Rewind

Yeah OhWoahh...No nO..

To Get To The Future
You Gotta To Nurture
Wihout Rewinding
Oh Oh In This Recipe Of Life
Could Take You Behinding
Hey Hey As Sharp You See The Knife

Future Never Knows Me
Ill Stand Up Tall
Stand Up Tall
To Me People Will Call

Future Never Knows You

So Common Everybody
This Is Somebody
You Can Never Be A Nobody

Put Your Hands up
Put Ya Put Ya...
Said
Future Never Knows Us...
Yeah Yeah
Future Never KnoWs ME

What All Is Left Behind
Is What I Cant Rewind
Future Never Knows Me
Ill Stand Up Tall
Stand Up Tall

So Common Everybody
This Is Somebody
You Can Never Be A Nobody
Future Never Knows Me
Future Never Knows You
Future Never Knows Us...
YeAH.............

poem by Raabia Tabassum
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Sugar Hill

Writer Dolly Parton
Up on Sugar Hill we'd go walkin'
Hand in hand while the south wind blowed
Bob whites callin', black crows cawkin',
Countin' the warts on a toad in the road
Down in the mill pond swimmin naked
Showin' more than we should have showed
We were just kids explorin' nature
Learnin more than we should have knowed
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill memories
Stealing sugar on the mountainside
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill sugar
Sweeter than candy and cake and pie
A yellow dress drapin off of my shoulder
Seein' myself in the lookin glass
Older now and a little bit bolder
Thinkin' about our summers past
Up on Sugar Hill we'd go walkin'
Hand in hand up the mountainside
Teenage lovers plannin' and talkin'
Dreamin' of a future for you and I
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill memories
Stealin' sugar on the mountain top
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill sugar
Sweeter than ice cream and soda pop
Years have past, we're married with children
Our days are happy and our memories fond
We still find it quite appealin'
To go to Sugar Hill and swim naked in the pond
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill memories
Stealin' sugar on the mountaintop
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill sugar
Sweeter than ice cream and soda pop
Up on Sugar Hill theres a wealth of treasure
Down its memory lane I go walking still
What it means to me is more than I can measure
Golden moments up on Sugar Hill
Up on Sugar Hill with the fireflies glowin
Sound of katydids and the whipperwill
Honeysuckle bloomin and a mountain stream flowin
A little spot of heaven up on Sugar Hill
Up On Sugar Hill with the bobwhites callin
Black crows cawkin', and the soft wind blows
Up on Sugar Hill there are love birds talkin'
Up on Sugar Hill where the good times roll
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill memories
Stealin sugar on the mountainside
Sug, Sug, Sug, Sugar Hill sugar
Sweeter than candy and cakes and pies
A little spot of heaven up on Sugar Hill

song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Childhood never returns

Memories remain
Childhood never returns
Deep in the heart
They always burn
Life takes a turn
When youth comes
Becomes more difficult
As one grows old
More responsibilities
One has to hold
The freedom goes
Tougher it becomes
With future in mind
Memories rewind
Old days were better
Everybody chatters
Give my childhood back
One remembers
God for that

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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We Can Only Live In The Here And Now

We cannot live in the future the future of us is ahead
And the past has gone forever though memories of it are not dead
We can only live in the here and now though the clock keeps ticking on
And the future we don't know about and the past forever gone
Some say we receive from life from life what is our due
Though many fall victim of bad circumstance so happens to be true
And though some will also tell you hard times are not meant to last
Those who do not have a future are those who have had a tragic past
The rags to riches stories to say the least are rare
Though lady luck can make of you an instant millionaire
Though of one who has won first division lotto I for one am not aware
For such extremely lucky people to say the least are rare
The future is ahead of us and the past forever gone
And we can only live in the here and now though time is ticking on.

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poem by Francis Duggan
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Memories will always remind

People say that you have to let go of the past if you want to make it to the future,

Truth is that you will make it to the future but your memories will never fade,

Even the ones that a special person has given you,
That you just can`t earse,

Memories are one of the best things a person can have because its something to look back on for as long as you live,

Memories are ever lasting,
A story to tell,

So hold on to those memories,
For in the future as well

poem by Shanice A. Rodriguez
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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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Constant Time

Time past and the future give way to this present picture,
But can somebody tell me how to recognize that gate that leads to the bed of roses,
We speak about the future like the past is a grain of sand on the shore,
Washed away by the ocean tide,
Giving way to new grains to make a portrait of the present,
These past memories stay deep in our heart like the depths of the ocean,
Though it gets washed back to shore ones in a blue moon,
Reminding us that our past is a standard measurement of our strength,

Time moves so fast making the past to fade away,
this makes us seem so secured about the present,
Forgetting the fact that our present becomes our past that was once a present from nature as a new day,
Some take the future to be a dream and a wish,
But I take my future to be what I see when I stand from the bottom of the mountain to look at the top,
And my past to be the depth of the ocean that can always be washed ashore …
The only thing I can control is my present,
Yes cos my mind controls my hands to give you a flash of what goes on in my head
Like this words i write to you was once my future and will become my past, making my future my past and my past my future..So ironical isn’t it?

Standing here I sure know 1 thing,
I will reach the top by that foot path,
Yes of course it’s not to mean that I wouldn’t fall,
But I have to break myself off my present past and walk with grace to stand where I belong,
There where I am the king of my destiny,
The past is just going to be a page of memories,
And my future will become my present making time constant in my head,
Because I stand on my past which was once my present and my present which was once my future, making time equal and constant
As I flip thru this page of life,

By: ade

poem by Adeniran Oluokun
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Time

Who knows about the future? Who knows what we'll find?
What good and bad things are in store by chance or design?
What can be done today to alter the future's course?
If truth be known you alone rule effects of its force.
Today at work or play only the present exists.
A wise world has no room for a past-present-future tryst.
Each future hour, joyful or dour, will never arrive.
The future will be the future as long as you're alive
The past is gone forever never to steal today's times,
Unless could-have-been memories commit awful crimes.
So love and live each instant of each and every day.
You have so little time as each moment passes away.

poem by Gregory Huyette
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Thanks for the Memories by Fall Out Boy

[Intro]
I'm gonna make it bend and break
(It sent you to me without wait)
Say a prayer, but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show...
(Let the good times roll)
(Let the good times roll)

[Verse 1]
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life,
'Who does he think he is? '
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you, only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Verse 2]
Been looking forward to the future
But my eyesight is going bad
And this crystal ball
It's always cloudy except for
(Except for)
When you look into the past
(Look into the past)
One night stand...
(One night stand, oh)

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you only sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

[Interlude]
They say
I only think in the form of crunching numbers
In hotel rooms collecting page-six lovers
Get me out of my mind
And get you out of those clothes
I'm a liner away
From getting you into the mood
Whoa

[Chorus]
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you but sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories;
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!

[Chorus]
One night and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great;
'He tastes like you but sweeter'!
One night, yeah, and one more time (One more night, one more time)
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; (For the memories)
'See, he tastes like you only sweeter'!

poem by Shi Yelami
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Some Things

There are some things
that are better left alone;
the past is one
for once it’s gone
you cannot get it back.
Best let it go and lay it to rest.
A lost love is another
for they probably have found someone new
and the more you search for them
the more you make yourself blue.
For there are some things
that better left alone.
The more we learn this lesson
the quicker we can move on.
Though we will retain our memories
as we move ahead.
These memories are there to comfort
at times when we are sad,
but we cannot recapture them
so it is best they remain memories
of good times we had.
As we stride into the future
new memories, we will make.
Therefore, it is best that we remember
there are some things
that are best left alone.

12 August 2008

poem by David Harris
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Learn Ramdas!

Learn Ramdas,
if one is either lost in the
memories of past which are dead
or
lost in thinking about unborn
future, surely one is absent in the
present!
living in the present,
is presence of mind,
living in the past or future is
absence of mind.... Just like Shakunthala lost in
memories got cursed,
for absence of mind!
Every moment we encounter
with various forces of nature,
we get cursed, for absence of mind,
either by imperfect souls,
or imperfect gods
or demons
those are one with
natural forces! Presence of mind and absence of
mind,
let us know which is more
helpful!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Rewind

When youth is gone, things of a past
of what had long since been
tied loosely the joyful memories
old things turn up..
then a rewind begin!

For we have no choice turning the page..
forgotten shape or painted face
strike silent one afternoon sunlit stage
faded stencil or handmade needlepoint lace
rewinding memory will re-engage..
cause loss to faded celluloid
beaming they hurry inside the past
a 'lost reel' pulled up from the void!

Looped, threaded, and carefully played
trinket in hand, time traveler to..
memories from which a childhood were made.
Some feelings tie love to old things
even though faded or frayed
we can hold in our hand to rewind time
that will never fail or fade.

poem by Robert Scott Cohn
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Love In Rewind

Old memories come in my mind
With tear and a smile
This Valentine love in rewind.
Red rose, beautiful or deadly
Symbol of love or Symbol of broken heart's blood
Forget everything
This Valentine love in rewind.

poem by Sagar Shelar
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No Future, Too Much Past

When you have no future
You have to live in the past
A member of this human race
Who'll pass the finish line last.

The future, things to come
Nothing much except pain
The past, Times gone by
Nothing at all, just plenty of rain.

So disaster looms on every corner
Just waiting to leap out at you
You could take a different path
But it finds you whatever you do.
So the future and the past Are just one and the same
The first and second halves of a stupid bloody game
Impossible to win, Destined to lose
I should just give in and sink into the ooze.

And the future draws to a close
While the past increases in size
No future, too much past
And more loneliness, sadness and lies.

poem by Mark Hopwood
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The Future Of The Past

New times are now old ones,
Old ones are now history,
History becomes ancient,
Ancient becomes unknown,
Unknown shifts though time,
Shaping and molding in every which way,
Unknown times become myths,
Myths become religions,
False becomes truth,
Truths move to morals,
Morals are now what we live by,
Now has just become then,
The past has once been the future,
The future will soon become the past,
You were once born in the future of the past,
But the past has caught up,
And taken you with it.
Like a deadly arrow the past pierces life,
The future itself becomes victim to its strike.
As if to be Bonnie and Clyde,
Hand in hand the two opposites collide,
Together bringing everything to their long awaited fate.
Doing what they do best toward their ever most passions,
The future and the past are, and were, the two deadliest assassins,
Today,
Tomorrow,
And yesterday...

poem by Justin MonacoBarnes
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A Time Machine Mind!

Human mind, dreams, vision and imagination
Can transport one forward and backward in time.

Mind is the time machine to go to past and future
But time never goes backward but only forward;
Also, time never goes in circle but only straight!

Recollection of past is possible in the present;
Visualization of future is possible in the present;
But one cannot go to the past or future ever now!

Hour glass can show the time like clock of today
But it cannot bring back the past to reality now
Or bring to our vision the future of world now!

Mind is the time machine that can read history;
Mind is the same machine to see the future too;
But time never goes to the past but only to future!

poem by Ramesh T A
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Time My Past My Future! ! !

Time My Past My Future
The time is racing my past behind me
NO!
My past in front,
My future behind,
I wasn't thinking of my future,
I was back in my past.
But now this is my story! ! ! !
A mother who did not love me,
A sister a brother trying to comfort me,
I felt all alone
Now inhale
and
Exhale.
My future
A mother, A brother, once upon a time a father,
But no more
I stride for my future,
Not for my past
I tell you children
NEVER Look Back! ! !
But i do wondering......
I f my past was different would my future be better?
Would it?
Never mind that,
The time is racing to my future
I live for today and NOT tomarrow.
So I Never Look Back.

poem by Chauntae Ridley
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Time

Time is a nonspacial continuum
In which events occur in obvious
Irreversible sequencing union:
Past, present and future, continuous.
What does all this mean to us in our lives?
Well, we have many memories don’t we?
Shared with our loved ones and our relatives.
Past experiences that once were new
Are now old, recyclable memories.
Those timely abstract musings cling to
Everyone: today's contemporaries.
The entire past is what we are anew.
The present is shaped by this time “before”
And hinged on what the future holds in store.

poem by Albert Ahearn
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Is What Makes Life So Sweet

Memories made over the years
Brings myself to shed some tears.

As future on the past will knock
We can't go turning back the clock.

Replaying the memories in my mind
Of the heartache that I left behind.

Clues to what the future will hold
As the passage of time does unfold.

My entire search is in vain
That it will never come again.

Is what makes life so sweet
A memory caught in a single heartbeat.

© Hazel

poem by Hazel Connelly
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Memories

Memories
Fading pictures of the past
Destroyed by time

All that's happened
All that was
And right now

Is gone before
Our minds can
Comprehend

We only remember what
Truly stands out
In our lives

Or something that has
Shaped who we are
Or changed a point of view

Other things are locked away
Seldom to be remembered
Reminisced

Every passing second
We remember a little more
About our past

Because we just lived it
As quick as it's there
It disappears twice as fast

But it leaves imprints
Sometimes very visible
Other times not so much

Memories are gate ways
Into our experiences
And lessons learned

To simply help us
In the future that
We'er in right now

poem by Autumn Winds
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