on your 2nd anniversary (11th Oct.2008)
On your 2nd anniversary (11th Oct.2008)
Oh, how time plays tricks on a sorrowful heart
And how it appears to save then casts adrift
And how it magnifies a straw into a saving raft
And how it turns a ray of hope into a golden sun
And how it compresses two years into a day
And how it stretches them to feel like eternity
And how the future waxes and wanes
And how it draws near then flees away
And how the events of that fateful day
Stay ever fresh in my memory.
poem by Isam Hussain
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The Perfect Present
SO I have kissed you! And this hour is mine.
Its light along the level future lasts,
It crowns a drab eternity of Pasts!
Here soul and soul have crossed the border-line
Of self, and merged. No years can e'er untwine
This hour from us! What though to-morrow casts
The memory out, and your cold glance contrasts
With this day's rich red lips, need I repine?
No. I have kissed you! And the brief warm flower
Born of our lips perfumes eternity.
From the long loneliness that silently
Stretches behind, before, I am content
To cull this blossom of one perfect hour—
To snatch one star from Time's deep firmament!
poem by Arthur Henry Adams
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Zero days the Zero hope
cosmetic and surgery twin the survival of the earth
it is the pain of the bleed that waits for a day to live in
this wonderful and beautiful world we live and stay
an unforgettable memory joust the beginning of time,
the everything that once existed in a while and wild
have wondered the face of the universe, in a beginning
of pre-existed limbo
like a cosmic fall the doomsday has reach to the
cycle of eternity, the 13th Bactun of the Maya empire
whisper the wind to hide; seem every minute, moment
is vying to settle in the most horrified destiny
as the day becomes the end of each beginning of our
celebration of creation, the harmonic dictum of
life return to its fold of history, the anniversary of life
has come to dawn
welcome the future anniversary of creation, the
never ending day of return, the rays has vessel the soul
to the ocean of eternity; a happy moment of our stay
forever and ever, Amen
poem by Antonio Liao
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Unrecorded by Time
Every minute without you, is a minute unrecorded by time
Every time a memory plays, it plays a lovers chime
Every day you bless my path, you set the memory tune
Every night I watch your face shine bright against the moon
A minute is a space in time, set aside to do
Time is but a fraction of eternity, set aside for you
Eternity is everlasting, love from high above
Blessed and set-aside for you my love
poem by Dayle Gaylin
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Future of Straw
I have a future
I built with with bricks and cement
And rods and rocks
But weak bonded future
did I join with it
The future I share with you
Of straw and ropes
And twigs and mud
The future we can't rebuild
The future of love and togetherness
Turns to enmity and loneliness
Had I power to stop such strong envy
Probably, you know what we could have accomplished
Even by now
But I lacked vision
To see the future
Even though,
If it's this way
I consider it better
Better still were my hopes
that it would be
As it was before
But alas,
Clash,
Falls our future of straw!
poem by Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo
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As the third anniversary of the September 11th attacks draws near we must ensure our nation is prepared to handle the continued threat of violence and terrorism on our country.
quote by Leonard Boswell
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Secret Friend
Feel like you've never fit before
Here we are
Where are we
Cast adrift on some uncharted sea
I know we'll find our way
I know we'll reach the end
If you will say you'll be my secret friend
Night draws in, once again
As she turns her velvet collar up
A perfect day will end
If you will say you'll be my secret friend
Feel like you've never fell before, once more
Night draws in, once again
As she turns her velvet collar up
A perfect day will end
If you will say you'll be my secret friend
Feel like you've never felt before. once more
Here we are
Where are we
Cast adrift on some uncharted sea
I know we'll find our way
If you will say you'll be my secret friend
Feel like you've never felt before, once more
I need ya
I need ya
I need ya
I need ya
Night draws in, once again
As she turns her velvet collar up
A perfect day will end
If you will say you'll be my secret friend
Feel like you've never felt before, once more
Here we are
Where are we
Cast adrift on some uncharted sea
I know we'll find our way
I know we'll reach the end
If you will say you'll be my secret friend
I need ya
I need ya
I need ya
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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The Roses In My Heart
The roses in my heart
will bloom for eternity.
The garden in my heart
stretches around the world you see.
Like the sailor
with a girl in every port,
from every country in the world
a rose lives in my heart.
Everyone is different,
yet all the same to me.
These wonderful roses in my heart
that will be there for eternity.
17 June 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Moon
The moon hangs in the sky, shining so bright;
Everything below, enveloped in a silvery light.
Once darkened corners, are now subtlely lit,
As, silhouetted against the moon, bats now flit.
The moon appears early, on a winter’s afternoon;
Aware that the onset of darkness, will begin soon.
Occasionally, we get to witness a solar eclipse,
When the moon, in front of the sun’s face, slips.
The milky moon, reflected on the restless ocean,
Highlights the wild water’s never ending motion.
A silvery ribbon stretches from horizon to shore;
A mesmerising sight which, many people adore.
This celestial light is totally natural in its source:
Commanding tides, with a strong, gravitational force.
The moon waxes and wanes, from full to crescent:
Whatever form it takes, the view is always pleasant.
Everything in sight, is painted with a silvery splash,
As darkness and light, now mix together, and clash.
From the moon, there radiates a milky, white glow,
Which kisses everything, in its path, down below.
Illuminated by the sun, the moon appears to shine;
But this is all down to its make-up and clever design.
The moon is highlighted against the black, velvet sky,
And will still be hanging there, years after we all die.
poem by Angela Wybrow
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The Birthday Wish
In honoring the anniversary of your birth
I hope you'll be made aware of your life's worth,
That the sun will shine and skies be blue
And events relating to sadness will shy away from you.
This day will soon be numbered in the past,
I pray for you happiness that will forever last.
Respect from your children in an abundant supply
And many good friends that will never say good-bye.
That you'll always be in possession of good health,
These things being yours, You'll have much wealth.
When the days number less in the future than those left behind
I truly hope one day while reminiscing you'll happily find
A unique and pleasant memory or two
Form the days that have spent with you.
poem by Lola Kysar
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Names
Through the years we gather names
of people we know or have known.
As time passes some we forget
while others stay fresh in our memory.
Some rest on the tip of our tongue,
while others we have to think
long and hard about.
Like faces some get blurred
within the march of time,
yet some seem so fresh
and are with us all the time.
Those names belong to people
who live close to our heart
and their name will never be forgot
even when we embark on a new start.
21 August 2010
poem by David Harris
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Fragile Sum
Do we remember twice two hundred years
Ago the flow through which our genes descend?
None trace the way their ancestors would wend,
Spend time and rhyme before their vale of tears.
Life’s strife is trifle, rifled hopes and fears,
A fragile sum, soon dumb, blind to its end.
But ever Man will energy expend
In self-destruction, waste, hastes till Time clears
Memory’s slate – too late regret appears.
Empty our shell when race turns final bend: -
Dust through and into dust. We apprehend
Uncertain future. Here, today, Time wears.
TEMPus fugit, “why and wherefore” we
Shan’t find, behind bland smile we've lost hope's key.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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0019 Anniversary
Today, no looking back and no regrets;
but simply, celebration..
The world turns round with awesome force, and tilts;
its axis, lawful - merciful or cruel -
spins silently its thread which weaves our lives
and adds a number to our earthshaped days;
And here I’m much intrigued
by Indian thought – if never to be proved, alas –
that this same soul or self has solemnly laid down
by previous actions in our previous life
the screenplay of our present life and its precise and
tempting, daunting racecourse, steeplechase,
hard ground and hedges, fences, walls and waterjumps…
set down with glorious intent that we
transcending, lay down in our turn
a further life, and life, and life
so near a glory in ourself, eternity
be seen to be more natural than change…
it would be good – it would be good to ask that One–
if aged wisdom’s memory might bring
some misty vision, of how we’re ‘getting on’ -
in this so golden chain of being where
there are no ‘others’ for ourselves to blame;
to meet that soul won out of previous life
and say ‘look, this is what I made
of what you set for me…’; and to our future soul
present our present soul, with all goodwill,
in lieu of meek apology…
Today, no looking back and no regrets –
for this would be too dark impediment –
as law and justice act invisible,
this sunny anniversary;
the flowers peek cautious from the ground to sound their praise;
the air speaks with the best of bread one ever smelled or ate,
and fresh-cut garlic adds its promise, hope, delight and joy,
and through the open window, shouts to neighbours, celebrate!
Today’s a day of comings, goings, calls and messages;
and on this keyboard under grateful fingertips
there’s just one battered word tap-taps itself:
a sound before a word: before it was, it is;
and yet, today, it’s now-born here and fresh,
and echoes through eternity’s timed view:
it’s boundless, shared, and indestructible:
it’s yes and yes; and day by day; it’s love.
Today, no looking back and no regrets;
but simply, celebration..
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Art Elastic Time Stretches
art time
art elastic time
stretches
into art objects
art achieved
stretches stayed
into life poverty
or life prosperity?
still life time
distilled thoughts
writing time
web skill lifetimes
mind eye painting
heart hand drawing
soul clay beating sculptures
fine arts ability embellishes
art achieved stasis
stretches framed plays
into frozen life poverty
or sales life prosperity?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Confusion Within The Mind
Has today been a day where I should be glad
Or has it suddenly turned into feelings that make me sad
My greatest memory appears to come in then fade out
I never been able to figure what this mystery is all about
Can I have this memory stay with me to the end
Will it come to a certain point where it appears to bend
Once in a while I will think on my own
About the memory that has barely been shown
poem by Sarah Bruun
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Save, secure, savour!
Lets see in today’s world,
all worried about a good financial formula.
Felt like running against time,
thinking of saving huge amount prior to retirement!
Competing with colleagues,
if their investments; really the better plans than mine.
Assuming an ideal situation only if i got little earlier,
all saving incomes with incredible interest’ would sound awesome!
Saving should be in that leading institute which already,
has been awarded as 5 star fund mutually.
Considering all that risk factors of net asset value,
in market but strongly there’s an assurance of capital returns!
Now, start dreaming about after retirement,
no doubt, it could be a unique holidays with the family.
But there won’t be such amazing holidays,
cause suddenly a consciousness comes about family’s future security!
It would be more better if i save a little more,
since i have been saving throughout my whole working life.
Let my family & this world shall know that i am capable of saving,
such huge fund just to secure their (family’s) future!
It goes like this all of my life,
I worked hard on saving for future securities.
Then it keeps on continuing until i die and finally admitted myself
that i save all that i can for my family, so i’m ready to leave this world peacefully…!
Written by warner keisham, at 3.49 am, sunday morning, march 28,2010.
poem by Warner Keisham
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Lost Opportunity
She walks with recomendation
I think about the future
'Will I ever see her again? '
She moves in a way I have seen no other
I think of the future
'I'm all too sure she will make a good mother.'
She speaks with grace and the utmost delight
I think about the future
'What's it like to be with her in the middle of the night? '
She goes out the door like a bird from a cage
I think of the future
'In time you want more, like a heart on stage.'
She turns around and says goodbye
I think about the future, of the lost opportunity
'I hope to see you again, to show you how to fly.'
poem by Michael Suarez
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My Unhappy Anniversary
You ask me, how am I?
Well I'm still standing, aren't I?
That's something, that's one thing , that's gone my way
It's so hard, to go out, like everything ok now
When inside, I still cry for yesterday
This is my unhappy anniversary! !
But I lie, saying it's just another day
This is my unhappy anniversary! !
I know it's so stupid to feel brokenhearted
I wonder if you know just how much I hurt
I drink up and think up a toast to numb the hours
To get through without you is so hard today
Cause it's unhappy anniversary! !
And now it's near midnight, a few minutes and I
Return to get back to my former life
Pretending our ending was not so bad, I know that
It's time to escape you until next year
When it's unhappy anniversary! !
This is my unhappy anniversary
But I smile like it's just another day
It's just my unhappy anniversary
poem by Vivek Khanna
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Life Goes On
This is an anniversary.
She certainly won’t celebrate.
But can’t expunge the memory
Of the day she lost her mate...
One minute laughing happily.
The next he laid dead at her feet.
An unexpected tragedy.
His heart had simply ceased to beat.
He’d had a massive heart attack
Which must have killed him instantly.
There was no way to bring him back.
He was dead irrevocably.
Support from friends and family.
Enabled her to carry on.
But no amount of sympathy
can change the fact that he has gone...
The dreams they shared can never be.
For now, she has to dream alone.
She has to face reality.
And face the future on her own/
The second anniversary
Of the sad day her partner died.
Although she’s smiling publically.
She is still grieving deep inside.
The passing years may numb the pain
And set her free eventually.
Allowing her to dream again
Although it happens gradually.
She’s not too old to start anew
to find someone with whom to share.
A new dream which could come true.
If she is brave enough to dare.
But in her heart there’ll always be.
A private place she cannot share
That’s sacred to the memory
Of her lover gone elsewhere.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Six Months Past
September 11th is now six months past
And the events of that day will forever last
Sometimes it seems like a lifetime ago
When our safe little world we ceased to know
The flags are still flying, some weathered and worn
I hear of them cast aside, tattered and torn
But we are still fighting in that far distant land
And the reason for war, we now understand
How long it will last, we have no way of knowing
The battles that are fought, the number keeps growing
Yes, September 11th is now six months past
And the events of that day will forever last
(03/11/02)
But while success and failure depend on conditions, the mind neither waxes nor wanes.
quote by Bodhidharma
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