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The really unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, or anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse
them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present — they are real.

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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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Fear

Means you
are a slave
to thoughts,
of future dreads.

An apprehension,
a trepidation,
a feeling of dread,
a sword above your head.

No reason to fear,
do not tell your fortune,
the future is not here,
please do not to fear,
try not to be a seer.

But crimes are everyday,
tomorrow I could be
robbed, hijacked, raped,
of this I’m frightened.

It’s only thoughts,
that make you dread.
So leave the future,
you do not live there,
and you never will.

Life is now
So live right now,
and deal with
future moments,
as they come.

No need to agonize,
you’ll find you enjoy
a gift of peace
when you learn
to only live
in present time.

19-11-2008

poem by Bob Blackwell
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FuturE of sUnrise and sunset

(Saturday, November 22,2008)

I received a gift, from someone who cares
A fiber glass, engraved w/ 3dimensional craft;
That well described his sincere feelings,
A future I will be, his love and lust forever!

What lies tomorrow, yes, I know,
The sun will rise again, spray it's light to my way;
As I sit waiting for the sun to come out,
Yes, I have my future with the man I lOve.

My future lies at thy Divine guidance,
I must work for it though and do it fast;
For I want to have and deal my future now,
Future of lOve, lust, completeness and trust!

poem by InNer WhisPers
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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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Year 2012

Green hope green road green field green dream
Green green grass of future
Dhamma is distinguishgedly seen in the world
Wonderlands of future generations
peace, harmony and wisdom
love for humanity
rebirths of democracy
cool breeze of mind
building morality of tomorrow

a beautiful mind
Beautiful minds

The world is a beautiful place to live, to meditate and to contemplate
For the purpose of keeping truths alive and fight for undaunted wisdom.

poem by Nyein Way
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You Can Have the Future

You Can Have the Future
by Alex Lewis

The present is malicious.
difficulty=delicious
We will to Hell be sent
If this is only the present.

What is the future if this is present?
Peace must have come and went.
Why should mankind advance?
He started on his last chance.

The present is so bad
That the years just add and Add.
In the future, what will become?
We cannot reverse what is done.
You can have the future.

You can have the future.
Take it far away.
It'll last a day.
Never let me see it again.
wHAT, wHERE, wHEN.
You can have the future.

poem by Alex Lewis
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Time and Experience

I found the past in my present
I built the future on my past
I found the gift of today
When I thought about what
The future has to offer
Where is the wisdom in experience
If there is no folly in wisdom
What's the real meaning of death
If our spirits live forever
Times never change
But circumstances do
I'll let mystery play with the future
Surprises couple with the present
And experience mourn the past
Because sun always rises from the east
And each day always comes to an end
Experience is not chained to wisdom
Nor is folly tied to bad results
But to the circumstances that burden
Our past, present and future because
Time is always anxious for the future
Experience loves the present
And wisdom never divorces the past

poem by Benaiah Sondashi
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Conscience Speaks

Sun is bright in the sky,
The old man walks and sighs.
He walks up the lane, stops and looks for a shade
Stops and takes a cold breadth;
My heart shakes, emotions pour through the eyes:

Why is it so?
Stress should I put on heart or brain.
My body shivers, eyes add to the fuel.
He comes to know of my stress.
Future Past or Present is it;
Ambiguity throws a coat.

FUTURE- Negative capability is the answer
Future and past go hand in hand,
Sins of past drowising in my heart,
Bring the fear of Future.
PRESENT- What is now is because of past,
What will come, a product of present.
Present, past and future housed both in heart and brain.

poem by Sanjay Mehta
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Features of the Future

I'm closer to the future
Than I was yesterday.
The highway of the future
Is in each break of day.
I frame my future
By the decisions I make.
I encounter the future
If diligent steps I take.
Plans for the future
I made in the past.
Today I face the future
Yet it won't last.
Depending on the future
Is so inefficient.
Because the so-called future
Is vague and transcient!
'you'll live well in the future
if the present is well lived! ! '

poem by Robert Reuben
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Wintermoon

Under stars,
under sky,
I will walk,
my path and fate.

Wathing the moon,
the ghostly light,
enchanted by its beauty.

I will walk forever on,
knowing that past is past,
and future is future.
Life is only lived in the present.

I will walk,
in winter, spring, summer and autumm,
watching the moon,
enchanted by its beauty.

I walk down the path of spring,
knowing my fate awaits,
I'm walking the path of life.

I walk the path of summer,
looking at the sun,
warmed by the sun,
I'm alive and growing,
nature is part of me.

I walk the path of autumm,
seeing the prey of death,
beautiful coulours of the fiery soul,
striving to live once again.
Once future, now the base of knowledge,
THE future.

I walk down the path of winter,
looking at the wintersky,
bewitched by the wintermoon,
so clean,
so beautiful,
and yet so cold.

I will live in the present,
walking towards the future,
while this life of mine is build upon the past.
The past is me,
I'm the past, the present and the future.

poem by Alis ZxZh
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Reality Ring

'With this ring
I do thee wed'
the preacher said;

and all I could think of
was how beautiful
the pictures would be

and the stories I would have
for my guy friends.

and those
future memories;

and did not hear
clearly
the call for the ring,

I was not present
in that moment
to feel.

So it was with me and
many of us
being anywhere
but where we are;
any time but present time
any place
but this space.

Always outside our time;

and what is real is only

what can be purchased
bought
or experienced
in the future
or the past.
So I am still guessing
what is real?

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Forgotten Future

The forgotten future of what should have been.
It's crumbled at our feet,
gone and most certainly dead.
The mournful times I now must face.
Companionship and love without a trace.

A forgotten future that filled me with endless hope.
Now so barren and fruitless it makes me choke.
Forgotten furture where did it go?
A nuclear winter with in my black soul.

Broken hearted soul bereft.
I face this forgotten future now with death.
No other way to kill the pain.
In a forgotten future it matters not here anyway.

The forgotten future that was held so dear.
I grabed and fed for many a year.
It was my life, it was my hope.
Now it hangs me with short rope.

The end is nigh.
I need not fear,
the relief I seek is very near.
Forgotten future now grows dark.
As the memory of me will soon be marked.

poem by Michael McParland
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Anger fills my heart and soul

Anger fills my heart and soul
Anger takes a mighty toll
Anger lessens but can never leave
Anger you hope to never receive,
Anger stays forever within
Anger acts with the might of all sin
Anger is deadly to all around
Anger gets mad at the thought of sound
Anger is the thoughts in my head
Anger that’s mine all should dread
Anger for me is different from you
Anger you see tells me what to do
Anger will sit and whisper in my ear
Anger he sits and tells me all that you fear,

Anger…
He is here
He’s here to stay
Anger is the hole
In which we lay
Anger is
And Anger will
Always be with us

He is in me, and he is in you
He can make you do
What he wants you to
Anger will make you
Make you cry
Anger can make you
Want to die
Anger can make you
Go insane
Anger….. ... A blood filled rain
No more anger
No more…..
Walk to the bright light
Shinning through that door…
Not knowing what’s in store
But even then
Anger lives on
But you… nevermore

poem by Jacob Hill
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Love Is Lust, Lust is Love?

”To Those Who Don't Know the Difference”

Interpretation that's the name,
Is love lust, or is it the same.
Love is from the heart,
this I believe is true.
Lust is only desire,
that is always misconstrued.

Love to me is a emotional thing,
that only one can feel,
lust is not the binding factor,
that confirms your love is real.

Lust is desire, in a physical sense,
this I believe is so true,
Lust is not the same as love,
is all I'm saying to you.

So which emotion do you feel,
is it love or lust my friend,
It's important to tell the difference,
Or relationships will eventually end.

If you love her….tell her so,
this I beg of you,
Or If it’s lust your after,
let her know it, try to be true.

She'll respect you a lot better,
If you tell her, make it clear.
Give her the respect she deserves,
at least friendship will be dear.

One thing I have eventually learned,
in this ripe ole' age of mine,
Sex is not what makes a relationship,
But love, faith and honesty, it's divine!

by gary1hal

Author's Comments:
'Just a thought....some of us think that lust is love, well, as I hope you can see....its not! '

poem by Gary Halsey Sr.
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0984..... LIVE in the PRESENT

Past and Future Are Mental Constructs
LIVING in the NOW is MEDITATION
THE POWER is always in THE “NOW”
MOST DIFFICULT is to LIVE IN THE PRESENT

Mind likes illusions for Living in Past and Future is Illusion
TVs, Cinemas, Day Dreaming push you out of NOW
Boozing, Drugging, Philandering kick you out of NOW
Learn to live in THE NOW, For NOW only is REAL.

Our Mind is Always Caught up in PAST or FUTURE
Living in the PRESENT is CONQUERING the SELF
“Now” is only REAL for 'Now' only EXISTS
Alas! Many Poets always Live in PAST or FUTURE!

(25-April-2010, Chennai)

poem by Gan Chennai
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Past paved way for the future

Past paved way
For the present
Shall become past
To pave way for future
The cycle never stops
Present always
Compared to past
A better future
Wished by all
What will come?
Nobody knows
Hope and desire
Never ends
Brings light in eyes
And smile on face
Light or darkness?
Is a question
Answer to which
Nobody knows
One thing is certain
If one lives
Shall become old
Perish with time
Become memory
Of the past

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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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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A Sonnet

Flattering Hope, away and leave me,
She'll not come, thou dost deceive me;
Hark the cock crows, th' envious light
Chides away the silent night;
Yet she comes not, oh ! how I tire
Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.

Here alone enforced to tarry
While the tedious minutes marry,
And get hours, those days and years,
Which I count with sighs and fears
Yet she comes not, oh! how I tire
Betwixt cold fear and hot desire.

Restless thoughts a while remove
Unto the bosom of my love,
Let her languish in my pain,
Fear and hope, and fear again;
Then let her tell me, in love's fire,
What torment's like unto desire?

Endless wishing, tedious longing,
Hopes and fears together thronging;
Rich in dreams, yet poor in waking,
Let her be in such a taking:
Then let her tell me in love's fire,
What torment's like unto desire?

Come then, Love, prevent day's eyeing,
My desire would fain be dying:
Smother me with breathless kisses,
Let me dream no more of blisses;
But tell me, which is in Love's fire
Best, to enjoy, or to desire?

poem by Francis Beaumont
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Anger buried deep inside me

My anger is angry.
Its pain.
Its frustration.
Its irritation.

My anger is angry.
My anger is confusion.
My anger is past, present and future.

My anger's disappointment.

My anger builds
up and explodes
like thunder on
a stormy day.

Its fiery red.
Its envy.
Its greed.
Its temptation.

My anger's TOO angry.
Won't you please help me stop?
I'm a blazing volcano
that's ready to pop.

poem by Ricky Baker
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My Anger is Angry