It's already been a month.
I am stuck in one place,
yet they march forward.
They are so content
to keep marching forward.
I can't figure out how
it's only been a month, and
I can't march. Can't speak.
I can't find it in me to move forward.
I can't march. Can't speak.
it's only been a month, and
I can't figure out how.
to keep marching forward.
they are so content
yet they march forward.
I am stuck in one place,
It's already been a month.
sands journey through an hourglass
Out in the yellow ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ the bee
Hums ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ Spring,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ sweet notes ¦¦¦¦ the larks ¦¦¦ wing,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ wander ¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ now? or ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ then? for now,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ the larks ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ pour showers:
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ May is on the flowers,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ shadows dance ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
What's this, ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ change
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ the grace
Of heaven ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ earth in ¦¦¦ embrace.
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ heart, ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ to feel ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
Look, ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ see
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ the sun's decline:
¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ even in death divine,
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
(Blackout of Modern Love XI: Out in the Yellow Meadows by George Meredith)
Her serene beauty was unparalleled.
We could only watch in blessed awe.
With grace she morphed into a butterfly.
Gently she flew far beyond our realm.
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The hours passed like seconds
And stripped our youth away
The years they passed like miles
From the window of a plane
As life goes on and ticks away
And the glass runs out of sand
The hours pass like seconds
Times a curse upon this land
The skies open up
What was light has turned dark
Clouds turn red like blood
All clocks have stopped
Judgement Day
The time has come
Nowhere to run nor escape
Very hour
Began on precise schedule
People on Earth tremble
Shouts of spare
Earth faces showed fear
The Earth will become no more
Heaven keeping score
New Earth thereafter
Cold hearts relish hot
Prophecy foretold prior in biblical terms
Earth was warned well in advance
The world was given a chance
Earth judgement is here
Tongues will confess
Some will fail while others will prosper
Earth will move like an Earthquake
Heaven’s sake
World fate
The skies look up and observe
Having no relief
Pity on the world at hand
Wait and be among
Doomsday passage, the world has entered.
I saw you for the first time today as a lady.
You were sitting in the sand in the late day sun,
Your face framed by the broad-brimmed hat.
You smiled so beautifully under that,
That even your father could see the lady inside.
I saw you for the first time on your birth day.
And I thought I’d never seen a song til then.
But angels whispered and parents prayed
So fervently that angst was stayed.
And the Father blessed the lady inside.
I saw you for the first time as a woman.
It had somehow not occurred to me til then.
That you could have a life apart from me
Or anything other than this family.
But even fathers, someday, must see the lady inside.
a broad tessitura
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Si, oh mi amante, a quien le gusta follarme.
Auh to as to this
might love keep us together
anything isCualquier otra cosa es inaceptable.
Mi your gaurdia Sin ser amado y sin recibir amor a cambio.
I sang a Canté una canción triste por tu falta de interés;
canté una canción triste porque no me querías;
mi anhelo parece indiferente.
Entonces reconsideraste tu naturaleza reservada
para ser mi amante, con un repentino interés.
Cariño, nunca me dejes;
que jamás nos separemos;
no me dejes con el corazón roto
No sé por qué
No sé por qué
Cariño, no sé por qué
Música, música
A ella le encanta la música
Me encanta la música contigo
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Una canción para una cantante con reputación.(feminine)
Una canción para un cantante con reputación.(masculine)
a foot bridge or culvert
From my door in a lovely town,
I look straight ahead in wonder,
clouds, seascape, distant boat,
are core of an early morning view,
a homely place now awakening,
the sound of each window heard,
people sense this charmed spot,
has depth, magic, and mystery,
which is such an attraction say,
as the day of passage in sunlight,
a green and brown leaf exponent,
from tree top towered ring fence,
on blissful watch as passersby,
aware of sage eager eco eye,
that glances o’er round the clock,
plot, play, pursuit, and presage.
of an urban gathering on purpose,
with infectious soul stepping forward,
in directions of a wonder world dream,
which at this point has only begun
sitting with my memories
takes me back in time
when the bright sun always shone
on lost youthful dreams
as time runs away from me
calling for the mundane of everyday life
why does it now sweep me up
and seemingly trot along
to embrace me as a co-conspirator
woven in the tight fabric of time itself
time and again we attempt
to turn back the clock by our reminiscing
only to waste time which only runs forward
or does it
can we change the past by altering the present but
should we
embrace the passage of time as we can’t stem its flow
in the race for immortality as each become a memory
The stench of freedom gone,
Trapped in a cage on water,
Chained to mirrors of their own fate,
Condemned to a slow death - with their own neighbours
Slowly roasting in a human sized oven,
Contrasting to the cold waters beneath -
A new home for those who choose to rest in peace
Trapped like sardines packed in a can,
No hope, no oxygen, no way out,
Bodies become one,
As their flesh seek help,
As their blood leaks out,
Their mouths a drought,
Voices caught by deathly sounds,
Echoes of whips travel around,
A warning - a preview of what is to come when they reach land
It seems like time is speeding up
The more it sped, the less we had
Is it just a perception hiccup
Or does our time limit make us sad
In youthful days, time seemed to move slow
We had fun moving through the hours
We enjoyed basking in its glow
As we accomplished our goals and our dreams flowered
The passage of time, an expression that brings together a barrage of feelings that, if we are not aware, carries us without scruples through experiences that—depending on their importance—subdue us in their passing, taking hold of our dependence for long periods. And if we do not awaken from its advance, it would take us without pause to a lamentable end where, after a merciless inventory, we would see that not everything was as we would have wished, without the joy of being able to turn time back.
So let us learn from that past and continue looking, with our own strength, toward a future that smiles upon us—with love!!!!!
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As each page she turned
bared what she was yet to know;
chapters yet unlearned
lit by evening’s candle glow.
Fairies flew, as she did grow.
Can a man be be both blessed and cursed,
by long memories of combs and curls..
and is there any true penance to be done
believing anything could be worse?
The girl of aubern riding fast past my porch
always laughing into the dusk-
still, smile
in spite of myself,
remembering it just as it was.
Popcorn smell wafting down the cinema hall,
and what's more, thank the lord!
invited to sit with two college sorority girls
replete with rice and loaded squirt guns
at the late night Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Holding hands with the girl nextdoor,
Miss Dear to Heart and friend.
Return to that wonderous world of before-
ah, to be sixteen at Six Flags
again!
Just wish I could remember the names,
that belong to all those laughing faces...
in fine pigtails and shining braces,
held now, and forever
in a heart's Hall of Fame.
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