In Th? ? Utur?
Were life just a metaphor,
And a flaming meteor
Fell to earth tomorrow
Bearing foreign spore
And though the past was never there?
And the future, under a stone,
Scuttling, like a scorpion!
A million megatons of dust
Doodled out of mooing earth,
Suspended in the crystal air,
Then settling on the puffball tongue,
To pronounce the sentence of our doom
And cancel out for evermore
This pain, this rage, this waste, this sorrow?
poem by John Paul Wilson
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Future will be my better present
(1)
Yesterday was surely tomorrow one day
Definitely today will be yesterday tomorrow
One day hopefully tomorrow will be today
(2)
This sorrow and pain will be killed
and pushed into the past tomorrow
this defeat and despair will be vanished
into the future to bring better present
(3)
The past surely was the future of me one day
Definitely the present will be past tomorrow
One day hopefully the future will be my present
poem by Abdul Wahab
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The big, huge meteor headed toward the Earth. Could nothing stop it Maybe Bob could. He was suddenly on top of the meteor---through some kind of space warp or something. 'Go, Bob, go' yelled one of the generals. 'Give me that' said the big-guy general as he took the microphone away. 'Listen, Bob,' he said. 'You've got to steer that meteor away from Earth.' 'Yes, but how' thought Bob. Then he got an idea. Right next to him there was a steering wheel sticking out of the meteor.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Heartless Brothers
Who is this Future everyone talks about?
They have been talking about him since I was born
Good things all the time
I hope the world see you for who you are
I am yet to meet you
And tell you about the Past
Your heartless brother who have no mercy
Looking at him reminds me of sorrow
From the Past born of pain I looked to you for comfort
You never took time to give me your ear
Yet you destroyed so many of my people everyday
You kept taking my beloved people
All gone!
In the hopes of one day living their dreams
Dreams based on nothing but hope
Future give back the souls you stole!
Earth spit up the children you swallowed!
I heard God weeping, tears rolling down causing Tsunamis
Emitting words too heavy for my ears to hear
Crying for the children of Africa
He created the world, we created continents
He created land we created borders
All cause of pleasing Future, the invisible bum
Now we fight each other for the 'better Future'
The unseen goddess who care not for mortals
What I know now is I will meet you Future
But I won't have time to tell you what you done
Cause the day I meet you the Son of Man
Will be by my side to take me home
Where there is no lies about you
Where there is no tomorrow
Without tomorrow there is no you Future
Without tomorrow there is no you Past
Only me and the present
poem by Thabang SenoshaMashakane
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Today Will Be Yesterday
Yesterday was surely tomorrow one day
Definitely today will be yesterday tomorrow
One day hopefully tomorrow will be today
This sorrow and pain will be killed
and pushed into the past tomorrow
this defeat and despair will vanished
into the past
hopefully one day the better future
will be my present
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Only Now
Who knows about the future? What ever will we find?
What things are in store by chance or is it grand design?
What can be done today to alter the future course?
Live fully now and let these actions show their force.
Today at work or play know only present time exists.
Real world has little room for past-present-future trysts.
The future you require, joyful or dire, will never arrive.
Future will always be tomorrow as long as you are alive.
So love and live each instant of this and every day.
Be careful that you or the moment never waste away.
Do not condemn yourself to a life of sanguine sorrow
By treating today as if it were yesterday or tomorrow.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Without Sorrow
Get bravely through the day
That is full of the pain's ray
And know that there is tomorrow
That can be without sorrow
So why waste it now
Thinking the why and how
Of everything happened today
And in your life's way
Just look with hope and cheer
And overcome your fear
And know that there's tomorrow
That can be without sorrow.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Finding Loves Fool
Finding loves fool
loves fool you may be
but I stand in front of thee
a light covered in the shroud of lies
Where sorrow will not die
In the shroud of lies
will I be
So there look for me
If the lies should make you sorrow
Do not cry in fear of tomorrow
For I will find thee before
That marrow
And at that time
There will be no sorrow
Should your eyes still cry
then I will find you in the
in the shroud of lies
Twice as fast as
You cry
Will I fly to your side
may I wipe away the tears
Of pain and sorrow
and your fears
For now and tomorrow
Then from your tears will I form
A drink of love
And sorrow torn
then may I show you the light
Of tomorrow
Along with it the army of sorrow
And then in fight
I shall give you no sorrow
For none shall pass me
But die in the birth of tomorrow
If in case should I die
Then sprout your wings
And fly
Beyond the sight of this marrow
Then rise above
The next army of sorrow
Find me now
Without sorrow
Find me now in
Heavens tomorrow
Then see the light oh fool of love
See the light of heaven above
Then there will be no shroud of lies
And together are wings shall fly
over mountains and beyond the sea
to a place were we can both be
Without the pain and sorrow
But at the birth
Of a new tomorrow
A tomorrow were a new earth brings
The life of another
Child with wings
With these wing he shall soar
And for loves fool
The search
Begins once more
poem by Cody Byrne
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Tomorrow may never come
Life's changing every moment
Life is now a shade
Life is now sunshine
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
Life's changing every moment
Life is now a shade
Life is now sunshine
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
Someone to love you with all his heart
Is difficult to come by
Should there be someone like that
He's the one for you, be sure
His hand you must take
For all you know
Tomorrow might never be
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
In the realm of your eyes
Should someone get close to you
Try a million times to control your crazy heart
But it shall continue to beat wildly
But think it over
This is the moment
This legend
Might not exist tomorrow
Life's changing every moment
Life is now a shade
Life is now sunshine
Every moment on earth
Live life to the fullest
Whatever time you have is yours
For tomorrow might never come
poem by Maryam Kazmi
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Kanshi Ram Housing Scheme Of U.P. Government, A Dawn Of Hope For The Underprivileged
Bearing the hope of a better tomorrow,
In their tearful eyes
Bearing the rage of unkind hunger
In their empty stomachs,
Bearing the pain of their loved ones' indifference,
In their restless hearts,
They are leading a miserable life,
A life without roof, A life without ground,
And still waiting for the dawn
Which will surely come,
And dispel the clouds of gloom,
They have lit the candles of hope
In their eyes,
And prepared themselves
To welcome the new dawn of sterling hope.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Reality
Here on earth we see destruction
It has gone to far
We must change for new directions
Use your mind or fall
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
Reality !
Time is short years are counted
Generations lost
See the truth ! We are hunted
We must pay the cost
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
Nature bleeds for our disposal
We must point our view
You cant use your nuclear weapons
You must hear the calls
See through the past what we have done
Disaster soon will come
Hell after life or hell on this earth
Will we be rebirthed
We must gather now for a future instead of hell
We must gather now for a future instead of hell
song performed by by Zonata
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Tomorrow Is Now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
You think the past is behind you
But baby whats that on your back
It looks to me like youre draggin it around
Like a heavy pack
Now we dont live in the present
Were to busy hangin on
To whats been and gone so it comes again
Singin the same old song
Singin na na-na na na
Let it go oh oh
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
What are you going to ask for
What are you going to create
Its in you hands to build your own world
Forget about fate
And I dont need to remind you
Life is short and life is sweet
And before you even know it
Past and future gonna meet
Oh, every day and every way
Good to go oh oh
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Not much to say
Its all been said, anyway
Not much to think about
Just let go of yesterday
Singin na na-na na na
Singin na na-na na na
Let it go oh oh
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
Tomorrow is... tomorrow is now
song performed by by Howard Jones
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Litany
This is a litany of lost things,
a canon of possessions dispossessed,
a photograph, an old address, a key.
It is a list of words to memorize
or to forget–of amo, amas, amat,
the conjugations of a dead tongue
in which the final sentence has been spoken.
This is the liturgy of rain,
falling on mountain, field, and ocean–
indifferent, anonymous, complete–
of water infinitesimally slow,
sifting through rock, pooling in darkness,
gathering in springs, then rising without our agency,
only to dissolve in mist or cloud or dew.
This is a prayer to unbelief,
to candles guttering and darkness undivided,
to incense drifting into emptiness.
It is the smile of a stone Madonna
and the silent fury of the consecrated wine,
a benediction on the death of a young god,
brave and beautiful, rotting on a tree.
This is a litany to earth and ashes,
to the dust of roads and vacant rooms,
to the fine silt circling in a shaft of sun,
settling indifferently on books and beds.
This is a prayer to praise what we become,
'Dust thou art, to dust thou shalt return.'
Savor its taste–the bitterness of earth and ashes.
This is a prayer, inchoate and unfinished,
for you, my love, my loss, my lesion,
a rosary of words to count out time's
illusions, all the minutes, hours, days
the calendar compounds as if the past
existed somewhere–like an inheritance
still waiting to be claimed.
Until at last it is our litany, mon vieux,
my reader, my voyeur, as if the mist
steaming from the gorge, this pure paradox,
the shattered river rising as it falls–
splintering the light, swirling it skyward,
neither transparent nor opaque but luminous,
even as it vanishes–were not our life.
poem by Dana Gioia
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Tomorrow People
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Today you say you deyah
Tomorrow you say you're gone
But you're gone so long
If there is no love in your heart - so sorry
Then there is no hope for you - true, true
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last?
So you're in the air
But you still don't have a thing to spare
You're flying high
While we're on the low o-o-oh
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Tell me now
Tomorrow people, where is your past? No where
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Ten years!
Stop tellin' me the same story
Today you say you deyah
Tomorrow you say you're gone and you're not coming back
If there is no love in your heart oh now
There will never be hope for you
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, how long will you last? Ten years!
Tomorrow people, where is your past?
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, come on
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, come on
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, no soon come
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, soon come
Tomorrow people, tomorrow people, today is here
If you don't know your past, you don't know your future
Everyone
Don't know your past, don't know your future everyman
Don't know your past, don't know your future, come on
Don't know your past, don't know your future
How many nations
How many people did that one catch
How many
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Savage Earth Heart
Ooooh!
...let me see the savage
I want to see the savage coming
Crashing through your face
I want to be there
When the savage comes
I want to be there
When the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
Cuts through
I wanna be a witness
Or a victim to your spell
Crackling in lightening
Dressed in shadows
Red like a carousel
I want to be there
When the savage comes
I want to be there
When the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
...cuts through
Will you lay all of your
Deepest wildest secrets bare?
Will you let all of those
Rumbling old gods take rage?
I want to be there
When the savage comes
I want to be there
When the savage comes
When your savage earth heart
Cuts through!
Then I was taken smoothly
By the vulture of the soul
That hideous strength
That numbs the tongue
And he led me like a cinder
Through the fields of hell
To doubt my friends and to hate myself
But when my savage earth heart
...cuts through
When my savage earth heart
Cuts through
Then my savage earth heart
...cuts through
And the culture of the soul laid waste
song performed by by Waterboys
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Modality
The growing pace of obsolescence
That exists in the world of machines
Has seen me seeking refuge in
Less evanescent means
Of externalizing art.
There's a sense of doom in pictures
The end's hardly after the start
Today's in the museum tomorrow
An ineluctable feeling of sorrow
Has entered the expression of art.
Lost sense of the journey
When start seems after the end
What's done is done
Before it's done
The present before the past
The future earlier still
When future's gone
Past is round the bend.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Waiting For My Present
This sorrow and pain will be killed
and pushed into the past tomorrow
this defeat and despair will vanished
into past
hopefully one day the better future
will be my present
poem by Abdul Wahab
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Three Oddest Words
When I pronounce the word Future,
the first syllable already belongs to the past.
When I pronounce the word Silence,
I destroy it.
When I pronounce the word Nothing,
I make something no nonbeing can hold.
poem by Wislawa Szymborska
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The Plough of Time
Night closed my windows and
The sky became a crystal house
The crystal windows glowed
The moon
shown through them
through the whole house of crystal
A single star beamed down
its crystal cable
and drew a plough through the earth
unearthing bodies clasped together
couples embracing
around the earth
They clung together everywhere
emitting small cries
that did not reach the stars
The crystal earth turned
and the bodies with it
And the sky did not turn
nor the stars with it
The stars remained fixed
each with its crystal cable
beamed to earth
each attached to the immense plough
furrowing our lives
poem by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
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Labor For Eternity
How can you my friend not afford, to spend your time for The Lord?
He carves a niche for you and me, a niche secure through eternity.
You may have a niche on this earth, but does it have eternal worth?
Will all of your labor be in vain, when you reach that eternal plane?
When you help your fellow man, are you building on rock or sand?
The Rock you know is Jesus Christ, the sure foundation of New Life.
As the sands shift and change, only life in Christ remains the same.
As you live you can understand, life on earth is much like the sand.
What’s here today is gone tomorrow, causing many pain and sorrow.
Earthly endeavors are fleeting friend, as earthly ways come to an end.
Fix your eyes upon Christ my friend, and your time you’ll wisely spend.
By God time for all has been cast, only what’s done for Christ will last.
Together labor for Christ our Lord, and you will see an eternal reward.
As this earth is purged with fire, your reward is preserved much higher.
Build your future upon The Rock, and you shall receive eternal stock.
Stock with an eternal dividend, which found in Christ, shall never end.
You can help God sow some seed, just simply follow The Spirit’s lead.
Until all the seed planted is grown, water the seeds others have sown.
Serve The Lord bearing His Name, in the end you won’t be ashamed.
But, well done you will hear Him say, as you’re rewarded on that day.
(Copyright ©05/2005)
It is only fantasy, not true!
Just imagine that earth is the size of a pinhead,
The universe may be the size of the earth.
when The universe is the size of the earth.
that earth may be the size of a pinhead,
The maximum time difference is less than a day,
Wherever we travel on the earth in pain or gay,
When we travel east or west, we either lose or gain,
A few of hours of the past and the future,
when the morning arrives earlier or later,
While the people, their age and their progress are the same,
But we gain or lose only less than a day on this planet of a pinhead.
When we travel in the universe which is the size of the earth,
How many years and decades that we need to go for a round,
When we travel east and west, we lose and gain in years,
Many years of past and the future that exists at the same moment,
So, when the time travelers return, they wouldn't be younger, not lament,
To look for their gone ancestors in the changed land scape,
As the human wherever they go and whatever they do,
They age at same pause gradually, not one age faster,
The other remain younger during the same period of roster.
I am a time traveler to travel faster to reach the future,
or dig the past, I am always the contemporary human to ponder.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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