An Irish Airman Forsees His Death
I KNOW that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My county is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
poem by William Butler Yeats
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An Irish Airman Foresees His Death
I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
poem by William Butler Yeats from The Wild Swans at Coole (1918)
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I balanced all, brought all to mind, the years to come seemed waste of breath, a waste of breath the years behind, in balance with this life, this death.
quote by William Butler Yeats
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Wasting My Hate
Ain't gonna waste my hate
Ain't gonna waste my hate on you
I think I'll keep it for myself
Ain't gonna kill no more
Ain't got the time to help you score
I think it's time you pleased yourself
Yourself
Good day how 'ya doing
And I send a smile to you
Don't waste
Waste your breath
Now I will waste my hate on you
Waste my hate on you
You think your worthy now
You think enough to even raise the brow
And to life that tip that you belong
When I see my hate I see my feet
I feel that blood that pumps in me
Where the hell's my mind
Don't know
Don't know now
Good day how 'ya doing
And I send a smile to you
Don't waste
Waste your breath
Now I will waste my hate on you
Waste my hate on you
Then I'll keep it for myself
Hey
Ain't gonna waste my hate
But I don't clean it when they say
Better to give then to recieve
Ain't gonna waste my hate
Ain't got time to waste my hate on you
I think I'll keep it all for myself
For myself
Good day how 'ya doing
And I send a smile to you
Don't waste
Waste your breath
Now I will waste my hate on you
Waste my hate on you
Think I'll keep it for myself
Yeah
Hate
song performed by by Metallica from Load
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I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those that I guard I do not love.
quote by William Butler Yeats
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A Road Full of Promises
By the time I found out we were already,
Too late to change on the road full of promises,
Hard to let go of things we love and things we try,
Clutch the shadows in sunset of joy and crisis.
Darkness flood the light from dawn converged,
Trying to hold onto everything we deserve,
Changes came to our lives, and crosswords emerged,
Fell in pieces and broken dreams stayed reserve.
No likely end could opportunity bring than sorrow,
And with the cross down dropp upon our knees,
The joy was dim and breathes grimacing as we go,
In pulse beat emotions on the road full of promises.
Sweat reared as water ski, coil and swiftly swan,
In the spring of love anxiety ambush the heart,
And tears rang; became dreams come and gone,
In the laden flame that glows fainter by sight.
We meet our fate on the road full of promises,
And in pain, somewhere along the road we stop,
Only to think briefly by guilt fury our gain and loses,
Those that we hate they could have been loved.
The impulse drove windy tumults in our mind,
Search happier state of this life where we had been,
The breath we wasted on the path left behind,
Brought sorrows to define the duty held in a dream.
Some dreams came true from the start to the end,
But the pledge of other promises left unfulfilled,
The reduction were never woken, and went unbroken,
Fortunately they made me smile still in silence stayed.
poem by Gerry Legister
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Monty Got A Raw Deal
Monty this seems strange to me.
The movies had that movie thing,
But nonsense has a welcome ring
And heroes dont come easy.
Now, nonsense isnt new to me.
I know my head, I know my feet,
But mischief knocked me in the knees.
Said, just let go. just let go.
I saw the ocean meet the man.
I saw you buried in the sand.
A friend was there to hold your hand,
Said, walk on by.
So, I went walking through the street.
I saw you strung up in a tree.
A woman knelt there said to me,
Said, hold your tongue, man. hold your tongue.
You dont owe me anything.
You dont want this sympathy. [waste your breath]
Dont you waste your breath. [waste your breath]
For the silver screen.
That nonsense doesnt mean a thing,
They tried to bust you in a sting,
But virtue isnt everything
So, dont waste time.
Now, heres a rhyme that you can steal.
Put this on your reel to reel.
Mischief threw a rotten deal.
Montys laying low, man.
He is laying low.
Just let go, yall.
Just let go.
You dont owe me anything.
You dont want this sympathy. [waste your breath]
Dont you waste your breath. [waste your breath]
Monty this seems strange to me.
song performed by by REM
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In The Years
In the years of light and darkness,
I love depths of heaven and hell.
Rehabilitation and a loving manner
Create both beauty and love.
They are cross and angry due to life,
Lights sell their picture from the mind,
This mind creates inside a painting.
The years of trust are a wonder
For they are demanding the wonder.
I love the energy of the afterlife,
Over all this time I have to fight and fight.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Love your family
Newely married
Husband and
wife...
Sincerley
Love move the bed...
Wife with
Husband...
Don't fight...
Every time...
Speand the
Love on
The bed...
Don't waste
The time...
If you are
Imedetely start
The fight...
Life was boor...
Minde gore...
So...
Married one are
Two years run...
Fight too fight...
Words and hit too
Fight...
With love...
Every day's family life
It is simple...
Take it easy to live...
With your family love...
Ok...
My dear husband
And wife...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Stay Loose
If youve got a heartache
Of the kind that will not pass by
Even if you dont see the end
Of what lies around the bend
Dont stay that way
Its all in a day believe me
Even the best of friends must part
Even so it grieves me
Stay loose, dont fight it
Let it take you all the way and
If its wrong, you will right it
Do not waste these hours away
How many times have I told you
Theres are the tears Ive shed
Could it be that I need help
Is it maybe Ive come undone
And one thing more
You know it dont come easy
Even the best of friends must part
Even so it grieves me
Stay loose, dont fight it
Let love take a holiday
If its wrong, youre gonna right it
Do not waste these hours away
Soon the storm will be over
And the clouds will all pass by
To be insane beyond belief
Is sometimes the best relief
And one thing sure
Love never did come easy
Even the best of dreams must end
Even so it grieves me
Stay loose, dont fight it
Let it take you all the way and
If its wrong, you will right it
Do not waste these hours away
Stay loose, dont fight it
Let love take a holiday
If its wrong, youre gonna right it
Do not waste these hours away
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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My last flight
Please do not grive none for me.
I'm following the way I was shown.
A life of peace and harmony I did not not know.
Maybe in death I will learn what its about.
Please do not cry for me.
This is my one last flight.
I simply could'nt go on with the fight.
Be not sad with my parting.
Now my final journey has begun.
My past had just one.
It breaks my heart to leave you.
But I didn't have any other way.
Maybe my time seemed all to brief.
And my suicide an untimely death.
It was with relife I breathed my last breath.
Don't waste your time with tears and sorrow.
Remeber the laughs we used to share.
You will think I'm selfish I understand.
But I'll allways love you.
I'm following the way I was shown
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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The Iron Cross
THEY pass, with heavy eyes and hair,
Before the Christ upon the Cross,
The Nations, stricken with their loss,
And lifting faces of despair.
What is the prayer they pray to Him,
Christ Jesus on the Iron Cross?
The Christ, neglected, dark with moss,
Whose hands are pierced, whose face is grim.
Is it forgiveness for great sin
They plead before the Iron Cross?
Or for some gift of gold or dross?
Or battle lost, that they would win?
With eyes where hate and horror meet,
They pass before the Iron Cross,
The Cross, that ancient words emboss,
Where hangs the Christ with nail-pierced feet.
His hair is fallen on his face.
His head hangs sidewise from the Cross —
The Crucified, who knows all loss,
And had on Earth no resting place.
'O world of men,' he seems to say,
'Behold me on your Iron Cross!
To me why kneel and tell your loss?
Why kneel to me and weep and pray?
'Have I not taught you to forgive?
And bade you from my Iron Cross
Believe, and bear your grief and loss,
That after death you too may live?
'You have not followed at my call!
You keep me on this Iron Cross,
And pray me keep you from all loss,
And save and comfort you withal.—
'You ask for love, and hate the more! —
You keep me on this Iron Cross!—
Restore to me my greater loss,
The brotherhood of rich and poor.'
They pass, with weary eyes and hair,
Before the Christ upon the Cross —
The Nations, wailing of their loss,
And lifting faces of despair.
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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What Is It To Waste A Night?
WHAT IS IT TO WASTE A NIGHT?
What is it to waste a night
When I have wasted years?
Why worry now so close to the end
Hasn’t it all been a waste?
Won’t it all be a waste one day
No matter how I play the game
Of seeking to make my name eternal?
But this is this night and no other
And I writing this now
Am redeeming it from ‘waste’
And fooling myself for one more day
‘It has not been a waste nothing is a waste
when I can write a real poem now.’
I
poem by Shalom Freedman
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The Tale Of Dusty & Pistol Pete
Dusty screams, through doors and imaginary floors
why cant you miss me?
Pistol pete removes the final breaths from her unkind and she is shaken
What does this mean in love or in peace?
With you lying next to me
So faithless serene
And she calls to him
Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out through your rusted scars
Alone he roams inside the ordinary catacombs of her waiting
With raven hands she steals and staggers towards her man
Still scorned by his demon
Because hes undone
Become the language of
Disaster and love, vengeance and dust
And she calls to him
Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out through your rusted scars
Dusty screams, through doors and imaginary scenes
Of hurt and teardrop
As he holds her down, in the cold lonely winds
Together again, her inside him
And she calls to him
Let the waste cross the ancient trails to you
Far out beneath the sorrow clouds
Let them taste the bitter lost mistake of you
Let them cry out through your rusted scars
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Ressurection
The wind writes a name on the clouds
and sun wipes out the letters.
This game continues daily.
coming into life after every death.
Exhausted I want to believe
and make up my mind to go
for a new birth.
The resentment has accumulated
all the life
against the futility of winning a race.
In the end you reach no where.
A void impossible to fill.
The years monitored, lay waste
something to die.
poem by Satish Verma
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Pain Shall Have No Power
The pain we hate shall have no lasting power,
And weak it will be when we shall see the sane,
Go without dominion into deaths final hour,
Sink into the ground where they will rise again.
Caught up to the stars to have their names regain,
When new breath is blown upon their dry bones,
Pain shall have no power nor leave the sting of stain,
Lying under wet earth to clean splintered stones.
Where the wind blows a rose will bloom more,
And lift our heads to see the rainbow in heaven,
But your shadow will bring the clouds together,
Spilt colorful bow until the clouds break down.
Faith in God shall give the sinews strength,
And overcome the cries to the distant ears,
Though changing years have split friends by health,
The pain we hate shall be forgotten in tears.
And no more bright daisies made sad by fear,
Strapped to guilt when they love to pray,
The pain we hate shall have no lasting power,
And our brief parting shall only be for a day.
poem by Gerry Legister
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Bleeding Hearts
There’s no fight worth more than the fight
To keep pigs from gulping the light
And making the rest of the world follow
In the mess they leave behind to wallow
Or against the dogs who kindly obey
Orders to fetch and attack master’s prey
Don’t forget peacocks who can be so dumb
As to put war hawks to lead peaceful fronts
Picking and clawing at trust in the crowds
Marshal them all into the wolf’s jowls
It’s a fight that’s worth ev’ry threat
Because life is worth ev’ry breath
Be it ostrich, lion, and all the sheep
Jackass hyenas who chuckle to sleep
Do not give up from what little birds say
Or let foxes con you out of a day
The bulls will blindly charge forth to destroy
Any colony that doesn’t deploy
While pack rats acquire more than they need
And raccoons must steal their meals to feed
This fight must continue on all forms of land
Until the brave gnat and the bold eagle can
Do as they feel, no loss of advantage
Living a life without collateral damage
It’s very hard work and always seems like
A big waste of time and not worth the fight
The feelings it brings keeps the eyes watered
But the heart grows stronger and does not falter
Money and power can only rule when
Empathy cashes all its dues in
And caring takes a backseat in stretch limos
Just to wave back at the world thru tint windows
Don’t throw a cynical gaze down at the dirt
Kicking it, saying, “What is it worth? ”
It will be difficult and hurt to cope
And only impossible if there’s no hope
Our hearts bleed for the injustice and capers
Against the poor for a few clips of paper
And for all countries crippled for growing pains
Man is born free but is everywhere in chains
poem by P.R. Prosper
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We shall not fight for the preservation of the enemy, which has laid waste with death and desolation the fields and hills of Ireland for 700 years.
quote by James Larkin
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Oh Me, Oh My
Quiet now in sleepy dreams
To me it seems the only time to be
Just me
Bombarded by the phone, in my own home
Cant get the space that I need
And how I need it, yeah
Oh me, yeah, oh my
Oh me, me, me, me oh my
Oh when I look
When I look at my life
Oh me, oh my
When I look at my life, yeah lalala
Crowded by the city, all around me
Need some silence from the loud
And noisy crowds
And Im trying to catch a breath through the air of death
Cant see the sun for the clouds
Those dirty clouds
And the night has no compassion for your actions
When youre trying to get away
From the hard day, yeah
And I need someone to talk to apart from you
But I guess thats just the way
Come what may, oh
Oh me, yeah, oh my
Oh me, me, me, me oh my
Oh when I look
When I look at my life
Oh me, oh my
When I look at my life
Oh god
Are you there
Are you there
Are you there
No, yeah
God
Are you there
Are you there
Are you there
Yeah
Are you out there
Are you there
Are you there
Are you there
If so where are you hiding?
Im having trouble finding you
Oh me, oh my
Oh me, me, me, me oh my
Oh when I look
When I look at my life
Oh me, oh my
When I look at my life
Oh god
Are you there
Are you there
Are you there
No, yeah
God
Are you there
Are you there
Are you there
No
Are you out there
Are you there
Are you out there yeah yeah
Are you out there yeah yeah
Are you out there hmm
Are you out there
Are you out there
song performed by by Imogen Heap
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Forever
THOSE we love truly never die,
Though year by year the sad memorial wreath,
A ring and flowers, types of life and death,
Are laid upon their graves.
For death the pure life saves,
And life all pure is love; and love can reach
From heaven to earth, and nobler lessons teach
Than those by mortals read.
Well blest is he who has a dear one dead:
A friend he has whose face will never change—
A dear communion that will not grow strange;
The anchor of a love is death.
The blessed sweetness of a loving breath
Will reach our cheek all fresh through weary years.
For her who died long since, ah! waste not tears,
She's thine unto the end.
Thank God for one dead friend,
With face still radiant with the light of truth,
Whose love comes laden with the scent of youth,
Through twenty years of death.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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An Air Of Delight
An air has brought delight to the soul,
The body stains a breath once it expresses.
The fortune of your sayings is strong,
Like the wind of the sea and the land.
Many have brought destruction to life,
The life that ends and breaks apart the other lives.
This truth is sudden, the life has truth
Where we sleep and learn and watch
Forming solutions inside the stomach
By eating the winter’s cold health.
The bringing of death is the fault of a nature
Too sudden and dangerous, but we fight.
The air is suddenly present with disease
As the death has been a reliable image.
poem by Naveed Akram
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