Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 19 Dec 2007 13:24:26 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 19 Dec 2007 13:24:26 +0800

The dawn of this lively
season has come with
many new promises,
hopes & dreams.

Hope every hour
of your christmas is filled
with good cheer,
and may happy days fill
the coming year.

"Warm Wishes On Christmas & New Year!"

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Sun, 04 Nov 2007 12:24:50 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Sun, 04 Nov 2007 12:24:50 +0800

Originally posted by richong 3216:

.....haha, saw it somewhere and thought the wordings were well written. Didn't know it was a song until you mentioned it.

Poem Page 2 replied by richong 3216 @ Sat, 03 Nov 2007 14:27:02 +0800

richong 3216 — Sat, 03 Nov 2007 14:27:02 +0800

Originally posted by NeverSayGoodBye:

Girls In Distress

On top of old smokey
All covered with snow
Lost my true lover
From courting too slow

Now, courting's a pleasure
But parting is grief
And a false hearted lover
Is worse than a thief

For a thief will just rob you
And take what you have
But a false hearted lover
Will lead you to the grave

And the grave will decay you
And turn you to dust
Not one boy in a hundred
A poor girl can trust

They'll hug you and kiss you
And tell you more lies
Than the crossties on a railroad
Or stars in the skies.

So, come all you young maidens
And listen to me
Never place your affections
In a green willow tree

For the leaves they will wither
And the roots they will die
Your lover will forsake you
And you'll never know why?

Alamak! This song was my favourite during my time (in the 50ties) - how on earth you manage to reproduce it. Hats off to you & thanks for the nostalgia.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Sat, 03 Nov 2007 13:25:32 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Sat, 03 Nov 2007 13:25:32 +0800

CHEER UP!!

Laugh a little, sing a little
as you go your way!
Work a little, play a little
Do this every day!

Give a little, take a little,
Never mind a frown.
Make your smile a welcomed thing
All around the town.

Laugh a little, Love a little,
Skies are always blue!
Every cloud has silver linings,
But it's up to you!

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 03 Oct 2007 12:49:43 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 03 Oct 2007 12:49:43 +0800

..... The Power of Words .....

A careless word may kindle strife.
A cruel word may wreck a life.
A bitter word may hate instill.
A brutal word may smite and kill.
A gracious word may smooth the way.
A joyous word may light the day.
A timely word may lessen stress.
A loving word may heal and bless.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Mon, 03 Sep 2007 12:38:20 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Mon, 03 Sep 2007 12:38:20 +0800

.....Friends for life .....

In this world things come and go
with life's twists and turns
Its hard to determinate what the future may hold
The only real guarantee is nothing stays the same
And when we least expect it our lives are changed
If by some chance
We happen to lose touch
Please know that I'll be
Thinking of you and missing you very much
So before todays ends
I wanted to say
I'm thankful that we're friends
Yesterday & today.
With time and good fortune on our side
I hope that we see forever and stay
FRIENDS FOR LIFE.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 01 Aug 2007 11:52:15 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 01 Aug 2007 11:52:15 +0800

17-year-old Adama goes to the SOS Hermann Gmeiner School Bakoteh in Gambia, a country where 69% of the population live below the poverty line. She breaks the culture of silence surrounding HIV/AIDS. Read her poem.

Oh, you wicked AIDS
You have come again.

The whole village is mourning.
The promising gentleman has fallen dead
And the future of the family is in ruins.

You have hit again.
The bread winner has departed,
So the rising jewel is lost.

The terror of contemporary society.
You rob communities and leave our homes barren
Oh, you wicked AIDS

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 18 Jul 2007 14:02:46 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 18 Jul 2007 14:02:46 +0800

..... SECRET .....

Tell me your secret.
I promise not to tell.
I'll guard it safely at the bottom of a well.

Tell me your secret.
Tell me, tell me, please.
I won't breathe a word, not even to the bees.

Tell me your secret.
It will be a pebble in my mouth.
Not even the sea can make me spit it out.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Fri, 06 Jul 2007 16:43:26 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Fri, 06 Jul 2007 16:43:26 +0800

..... AGONY .....

Unfinished Buiness, you wanna cry
It's not time yet for me to die.

No one hears a word you sad,
Your scream with anguish
What has been days, it seems like years
Do you still wanna live? or you just wanna die?

The rest don't give a f.uck
Medicine turns sour, treatment went bitter
You want to bite off the tube
They tie you up and stuff it back in.

To keep you alive
Your eyes, filled by the crimson sea
Wishing you had died.

Everyone thought you wanted to live,
Though you said you wanna die
But, it's all too late
Now that you can't speak
No one hears you cry!

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 20 Jun 2007 12:29:42 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 20 Jun 2007 12:29:42 +0800

..... The Spider's web .....

The spider dropping from twig
Unfolds a plan of her devising
A thin premeditated rig
To use in rising.

And all that journey down from space,
In cool descent and loyal hearted
She spins a ladder to the place
From where she started.

Thus I, gone forth as spiders do
In spider's web a truth discerning,
Attach one silken strand to you
For my returning.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Fri, 01 Jun 2007 12:32:01 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Fri, 01 Jun 2007 12:32:01 +0800

..... Influence .....

There are little eyes upon you,
And they're watching night and day;
There are little ears that quickly
Take in every word you say;
There are little hands all eager
To do anything you do;
And a little boy who's dreaming
Of the day he'll be like you.

You're the little fellow's, do;
You've the wisest of the wise,
In his little mind about you,
No suspicious ever rise;
He believes in you devoutly,
Holds that all you say and do,
he will say and do in your way
When he's a grown up like you.

There's a wide-eyed little fellow,
Who believes you're always right,
And his ears are always open,
And he watches day and night;
You are setting an example
every day in all you do,
For the little boy who's waiting
To grow up to be like you.

Poem Page 2 replied by theta @ Sat, 19 May 2007 14:50:44 +0800

theta — Sat, 19 May 2007 14:50:44 +0800

The Song of Wandering Aengus
by W. B. Yeats

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Sun, 13 May 2007 14:07:32 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Sun, 13 May 2007 14:07:32 +0800

..... Advice Is Cheap .....

When I ask you to listen to me
and you start giving me advice,
you have not done what I asked.

When I ask you to listen to me
and you tell me I shoudn't feel that way,
you are trampling on my feelings.

When I ask you to listen to me
and you try to solve my problems for me,
you have failed me.

Listen! All I asked was that you listen,
not talk to or do...
just hear me.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Tue, 01 May 2007 14:06:09 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Tue, 01 May 2007 14:06:09 +0800

..... FOOTSTEPS.....

A careful man I ought to be;
A little fellow follows me.
I do not dare to go astray
For fear he'll go the selfsame way.
Not once can I escape his eyes;
Whate'er he sees me do he tries.
Like me he says he's going to be..
That little chap who folows me.
I must remember as i go
Through summer sun and winter snow,
I'm molding for the years to be.....
That little chap who follows me.

Poem Page 2 replied by starblue @ Wed, 18 Apr 2007 21:58:56 +0800

starblue — Wed, 18 Apr 2007 21:58:56 +0800

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 04 Apr 2007 18:35:20 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 04 Apr 2007 18:35:20 +0800

..... Gentle Words .....

What the dew is to the flowers,
Gentle words are to the souls,
And a blessing to the giver,
And so dear to the receiver,
We should never withhold.
Gentle words, kindly spoken,
Often soothe the trouble mind,
While links of love are broken
By words that are unkind.
Then O, thou gentle spirit,
My constant guardian be,
"Do unto others," be my Motto,
"as I'd have them do to me."

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Thu, 22 Mar 2007 16:18:50 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Thu, 22 Mar 2007 16:18:50 +0800

Originally posted by alexkusu:

everyone didn't put their referencing!

all fail!

*disappears*

..... that's the purpose of poems. it makes you WONDER!!??

Poem Page 2 replied by hiphop2009 @ Wed, 21 Mar 2007 13:03:36 +0800

hiphop2009 — Wed, 21 Mar 2007 13:03:36 +0800

Originally posted by alexkusu:

everyone didn't put their referencing!

all fail!

*disappears*

for mine, it is created by me, dats why u see my signature at the end of my poem~ =)

Poem Page 2 replied by alexkusu @ Wed, 21 Mar 2007 12:54:38 +0800

alexkusu — Wed, 21 Mar 2007 12:54:38 +0800

everyone didn't put their referencing!

all fail!

*disappears*

Poem Page 2 replied by hiphop2009 @ Wed, 21 Mar 2007 12:33:57 +0800

hiphop2009 — Wed, 21 Mar 2007 12:33:57 +0800

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 21 Mar 2007 12:10:53 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 21 Mar 2007 12:10:53 +0800

..... Sorrow .....

In this sad world of ours, sorrow comes to all,
and it often comes with bitter pain.
Perfect relief is not possible,
except with time.
you cannot now believe that you will ever feel better.
But this is not true.
You are sure to happy again.
Knowing this,
truly believing it,
will make you less miserable now.
I have had enough experience to make this statement.

Abraham Lincoln

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Mon, 05 Mar 2007 11:41:20 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Mon, 05 Mar 2007 11:41:20 +0800

..... Sitting in the grass .....

Sitting in the grass
Under the stars
by the extinguished fire,
sitting there after the last trip
with a jug and a pail of water,
amazed at how long the wet logs
continue to sizzle,
mistaking a firefly in the grass
for a spark,
confusing, as i look up,
stars and fireflies,
thinking, though, about my mother,
looking at the brilliant pricks of light
in the dark sky,
at the dark shapes of trees, darker than the sky they stand up against,
thinking about how much i love
that which is no longer visible,
telling my mother out loud,
not loud, really, but very quietly
saying her name,
the personal name i had for her,
speaking it to the night sky
as our ancesters would
pray to those
who lit a path back
to the source.

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Wed, 14 Feb 2007 14:04:03 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Wed, 14 Feb 2007 14:04:03 +0800

..... A Quoi Bon Dire .....

Seventeen years ago you said
Something that sounded like Good-bye,
And everybody thinks you are dead
But I.

So I as I grow stiff and cold
To this and that say Good-bye too;
And everybody sees that I am old
But you.

And are fine morning in a sunny lane
Some boy and girl will meet and kissed and swear
That nobody can love their way again
While over there
You will have smiled, I shall have tossed your hair.

HAPPY VALENTINE"S DAY!!!

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Tue, 13 Feb 2007 13:38:40 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Tue, 13 Feb 2007 13:38:40 +0800

..... For Valentine's day eve;

Time Of Roses

It was not in the winter
Our loving lot was cast;
It was the time of roses -
We plucked them as we pased!

That churlish season never frowned
On early lovers yet,
O no - the world was newly crowned
With flowers when first we met!

'Twas twilight, and I bade you go,
But still you held me fast,
It was the time of roses --
We plucked them as we passed!!

Poem Page 2 replied by NeverSayGoodBye @ Thu, 01 Feb 2007 11:39:12 +0800

NeverSayGoodBye — Thu, 01 Feb 2007 11:39:12 +0800

Rat race??

Don't make us laugh
It's you humans
Who're always in a haste

Ever seem a rat
in a bowler hat
rushing to catch a train?

Ever seen a rat
with a brief case
hurrying through the rain?

And isn't it a fact
that all that hurry-hurry
gives you humans heart attacks?

NO, my friend,
We rats relax.

Pass the cheese,
please.

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