To One Who Would Make A Confession
Oh! leave the past to buy its own dead.
The past is naught to us, the present all.
What need of last year's leaves to strew Love's bed?
What need of ghosts to grace a festival?
I would not, if I could, those days recall,
Those days not ours. For us the feast is spread.
The lamps are lit, and music plays withal.
Then let us love and leave the rest unsaid.
This island is our home. Around it roar
Great gulfs and oceans, channels, straits and seas.
What matter in what wreck we reached the shore,
So we both reached it? We can mock at these.
Oh! leave the past, if past indeed there be;
I would not know it; I would know but thee.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Before Our Weakness Gets To Strong
What are we doing in this place alone is our desire to relive our past this strong
True love we knew in the past is gone but our weakness lingers on
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
Long ago we let the flame of love burn out of control
Now we have no reason to reach for love that has grown cold
If we live our past in the present our future will be gone
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
[ fiddle ]
Line with temptation we raced into the past
On a road too small to let the past and the present pass
Are we going too fast to turn back and leave the past alone
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
Long ago we let the flame...
Let's go home before our weakness gets too strong
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Step Back
How can you say were not together?
How can you say its all the same in someone elses eyes?
How can you say it gives you pleasure?
That someones pulling you aside
But now I want to find out
How youre living outside yourself
And how you feel like the one thats held it all in place
How you dont feel the shame
Youll never know, youll never know now
How to let go the hate or how to hold on
Youll never know, never know now now
Where it all can lead to
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
How can you stray from your direction?
How can you wait outside the door thats opened up for you?
How can you only see rejection,
When Ive offered all I have to you?
Are you ever gonna find out
Youll never know, never know now now
Where it can all lead to
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
Step back
Take a closer look
Step back
Find out where it leads you to
Step back step back step back
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and move on
You might find your way home
Leave it all in the past and roll on
You might find your way home
song performed by by Candlebox
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Truism Sonnet
Truisms become truth, as justice become adjudication;
Knowledge becomes reality, and reality, life's education!
My heart has stopped beating since 2007, that Veteran's Day;
Ached has it since, more than I could ever say!
Our life together, so amazing, so true;
Our family, together, so beauteous and new;
Though, KMKG is what we may be proclaimed:
Kristina, Maurice, Kalina and Gabriella, who we are, in name!
What is past is prologue, or so it may be said;
What is past affects us, until are days are dead;
What is past never ceases, nor leaves us alone;
What is past ne'er halts, until we have truly grown!
Whensover my love, you allow past to leave us-
Then only my beloved, will you truly see us!
Maurice Harris,8 December 2007
poem by Maurice Harris
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Never Think Of Past
Never think of past
That might have ended fast
Think of present where everything is absent
You are with your strong body and present
Work for stable future
That may make your side secured
Work hard towards goal and make it sure
Nothing will go wrong and it will reassured
To think of past may be just suicide
The difference remains very wide
The past might be sweet or dark
Yet one must cautiously embark
Past must be kept in mind but for reference
Just to compare with it and take chance
To improve the present at the same time take lessons of the past
Never to look back with pain and confidently last
Past may always remind you of poverty
How were you in those days and feeling very sorry?
How were the pitiful days spent with worry?
Now left with no choice but to go ahead with mission to carry
Some of the strong steps are needed
Some drawback has to be accepted
Yet it should not mar your will power with strong resolve
Self effort with dedication and aim to solve
Leave behind everything and think of glorious tomorrow
Live in present, steer your course and allow
That shall never allow you to go slow
As you were coming with high sprit while lying low
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Unloved
Yeah ooh uh
This one's for the mothers who have lost a child
And this one's for the gypsies who've left their hearts behind
This is for the strangers sleeping in my heart
Who take what they want (yeah) and leave while it's still dark
No one is glamorously lonely
All by themselves (all by themselves)
This is a song for the unloved
This is the music for one last cry
This is a prayer that tomorrow will help me leave the past behind
It's a song for the unloved (the unloved)
This one's for the bridesmaid, never the bride
inside)
And this is for the widows who think there's only one
For the dying fathers who never told their sons
No one is glamorously lonely
Follow your heart (follow your heart)
This is a song for the unloved
This is the music for one last cry (one last cry)
This is a prayer that tomorrow will help me leave the past behind
It's a song for the unloved (unloved)
The unloved
Oh tomorrow the sun will shine
And dry the tears in your eyes
Suddenly love comes alive
Suddenly love comes alive
For one last cry
Just one last cry
Ohh
This is a song for the unloved
This is the music for one last cry
This is a prayer that tomorrow will help me leave the past behind
This is a song for the unloved (loved)
This is the music for one last cry (one last cry)
This is a prayer that tomorrow will help me leave the past behind
(This is this is)
This is a song for the unloved
This is the music for one last cry
This is a prayer that tomorrow will help me leave the past behind
It's a song for the unloved
Song for the unloved (the unloved)
song performed by by Backstreet Boys
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Dimension Merge
For us the past has gone and the present moves on
into the yesterday of a future’s present time.
Despite living in the future’s past this will not last,
present and future will very soon combine.
Future or dimension, to some a misapprehension,
but they are one in the same.
If there’s more than one, they will follow on
to leave one, with it’s present name.
On merging we’ll realise we’ve no future to recognise,
and the past and present is all we’ll know.
The past will still be renewed, with each day used,
but the future will mean only tomorrow.
poem by Orlando Belo
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A Woman’s Sonnets: II
Nay, dear one, ask me not to leave thee yet.
Let me a little longer hold thy hand.
Too soon it is to bid me to forget
The joys I was so late to understand.
The future holds but a blank face for me,
The past is all confused with tears and grey,
But the sweet present, while thy smiles I see,
Is perfect sunlight, an unclouded day.
Speak not of parting, not at least this hour,
Though well I know Love cannot Time outlast.
Let me grow wiser first and gain more power,
More strength of will to deal with my dead past.
Love me in silence still, one short hour's space:
'Tis all I ask of thee, this little grace.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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Sonnet 03
Not to thee Bedford mournful is the tale
Of days departed. Time in his career
Arraigns not thee that the neglected year
Has past unheeded onward. To the vale
Of years thou journeyest. May the future road
Be pleasant as the past! and on my friend
Friendship and Love, best blessings! still attend,
'Till full of days he reach the calm abode
Where Nature slumbers. Lovely is the age
Of Virtue. With such reverence we behold
The silver hairs, as some grey oak grown old
That whilome mock'd the rushing tempest's rage
Now like the monument of strength decayed
With rarely-sprinkled leaves casting a trembling shade.
poem by Robert Southey
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When one grows old......
When one grows old, and life is speeding past
Year follows year, each quicker than the last
When there's nothing new to look for
And the past is all that's left
Don't leave me lonely
If I must weep, then let my tears ease pain
And if my heart breaks, then comfort me again
Give me your strength
That I may walk erect
Don't leave me lonely
But if you go, and I am left awhile
Then go in peace, just leave me with your smile
And till we meet
I'll have my memories
I won't be lonely
poem by Hilda Bristow
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Love Song Of The Year
(words & music by christian)
I used to laugh when I should cry
I used to let these feelings pass me by
But now that I believe them
I got no-one to leave them to me
You see I traded love for what I thought must be free
So I confess my loneliness
And I guess Ive lost the best of the year
That I have lost it through my fingers like a golden breath of air
If I cared I wouldnt be singing this love song of the year
I know the time cannot erase the days
Love is past and Ive gone away
From now on Ill make it very clear
Cos I dont want to write
Another love song of the year
Its a lonely song and not too clear
But to me its very dear
I guess this song can only be
My feelings went out in the sea of love
To me this has got to be the love song of the year
I know the time cannot erase the days
Love is past and Ive gone away
From now on Ill make it very clear
Cos I dont want to write
Another love song of the year
I used to laugh I used to cry
I used to laugh, these feelings passed me by
From now on Ill make it very clear cos I dont want to write
Another love song of the year
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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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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Benign Time
There was a young man called Ben,
Who liked to watch the clock
It made him a nervous wreck
He developed a 'tick' not a tock
As he wondered the streets with his friend
Every minute he heard passing by
He lost count of the days and the weeks
And the blurr of the past made him cry
How could time be timeless
When every minute another day past?
Sick of being stuck
He threw down the clock
Under a truck going past
Now, 'If all time is really eternal'
who gives a damn about days
He'd forgotten the year
And went off for a beer
And rolled home in heavenly haze!
T.S.Eser GEEZER
poem by Yvette Smith
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Intro To
You gotta problem that's pretty plain
All my pleasure caused you pain
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Times gotta a way of closing your eyes
You should have seen it coming
You could have tried
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
song performed by by Yes
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Intro To
You gotta problem that's pretty plain
All my pleasure caused you pain
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Times gotta a way of closing your eyes
You should have seen it coming
You could have tried
You sneak around, you write my number down
Your body's sinking, you gotta swim
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
Your living in the past
Oh no Joe, leave us alone
song performed by by Yes
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What I Really Needed
so sorry, let me be candid,
what i need, is, not you,
you are here already,
what can i do? at times
i need the past, talk to it,
and feel the home that was,
but past is past, the dead
sleeps with the dead, and
there is no waking up, you see,
and so i try to embrace
the future, but it was too young
then and not prepared to
understand, and i take the quiet
and the lotus
positioning of the man
refusing to be lost
on a train of thought
into oblivion, i want to quit,
but you know i can't,
we have a house and a farm,
an apartment and a brand
new car, we have a life,
we have learned this hate and
love and hate and love,
this i can never leave without you
script, sans the aria, and the
long breaths, the notes of
agony dissolving
over the brilliance of
the sparkles of wine.
what i need, i must agree,
is here, and it is you
still.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Don't Know Where The Past Is Gone
I don’t know where the past is gone
I only know most of my own life is over-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know so many people I loved
Are no longer here and will never be here again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
I only know that that chance I had that hope for so many years
Can never be mine in the same way again-
I don’t know where the past has gone
So many moments of beauty and love and opportunity missed and longing unrealized-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what of it I should miss
And why I should long for it so.
I don’t know where the past has gone
And where my life was lost and why I did not do better in it-
I don’t know where the past has gone
And what will be when for me
Everything is only the Past gone
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The power of love
The centuries and years,
the days are passing by,
the peoples leave and nations,
the costumes change and fashions,
but only one thing is forever
it's the power of love.
Let years become of the past!
Love power is great and will last!
It goes together with me.
and it will fly over the sea,
it will overcome the mountains and oceans
And with the devotions
It will come to you.
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Hark, do you know I still care?
Keep the locks,
dropp the key.
Free your mind
and come with me.
Come alone,
come real fast.
Leave your worries,
leave your past.
Leave the things
you hate the most.
Sail the seas
and leave the coast.
Say goodbye
don't turn around.
Don't be the lost,
be the found.
A glorious past
Past is always glorious
by that only you have become known or famous
that must remain on or continuous
the reason may be many or various
you can't go by the past
though it might have ended fast
the present may still be eluded
if past is not at all included
you love the present and think of future
the thing which is not there for sure
Think of the past with little from present
you won't feel future too absent
don't read much about anything
you will have to prove for everything
you can't trust the present trend
you may plan accordingly with some mends
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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These Are The Days
Ah ah
Heres a song
About living in the past
If it was so good then
How come it didnt last?
If it helps you
Ill put it in a phrase
Those were the times
But these are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
The times youre smiling back on
Had that great sitcom
It hardly compensated
For the terror of the bomb
Let me help
cause youre looking through a haze
Those were the times
These are the days
These are the days
Hey hey hey
These are the days
Can you hear me now?
These are the days
Look around look around look around
These are the days
These are the days
Hey hey live today
These are the days
Its time to put the past away
These are the days
The more you do the more you say
These are the days
The more I need to get away
Youre longing for a time
There never was
Now tell me the truth
Youre looking for the reason
Its because
Youre fighting for youth
But if I have to listen any more
To fantasy talk
Or any other bug you have
Im leaving
Now Im not saying
Everything is really great
Hey hey hey
After sixteen years
Of legalised class hate
Why waste time
Looking back for things to praise?
Those were the times huh
But these are the days
These are the days
Looking back in history
These are the days
Time to get contempory
These are the days
The past is not the place to be
song performed by by Human League
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