Imagine,John Lennon's most famous song,was recently voted"Britain's favourite song of all time".It's an idealistic song about peace and hope for a better world.
"Imagine all the people living life in peace."The song was a big hit in 1971,and again in 1980 when Lennon was murdered in New York.It became a hit for a third time after the terrorist attacks of September 11th 2001.
But who really wrote the song?Until recently the answer to this question was always John Lennon.But on a TV programme this week Lennon's wife,Yoko Ono,spoke for the first time about how she,in fact,helped to write the song.
Ono said that the idea and inspiration for Imagine came from some of her poems that John Lennon was reading at that time.The poems began with the word"Imagine":"Imagine a raindrop,Imagine a goldfish."Ono said,"When I was a child in Japan during the Second World War my brother and I were terribly hungry.I imagined delicious menus for him and he began to smile.If you think something is impossible,you can imagine it and make it happen."
In an interview just before he died,Lennon admitted that Yoko deserved credit for Imagine.He said,"A lot of it-the lyrics and the concept-came from her,from her book of poems,imagine this,imagine that".Lennon said that he was"too macho"to share the credit with her at the time.
Ono said that some of the song was written when they were flying across the Atlantic and the rest was written on the piano in their bedroom at their home in England.Ono said,"The song speaks about John's dream for the world.It was something he really wanted to say."Imagine became a popular song for peace activists everywhere.
In March 2002 the airport in his home town of Liverpool was re-named John Lennon Airport.A sign above the main entrance has a line from Imagine:"Above us only sky".
"Imagine all the people living life in peace."The song was a big hit in 1971,and again in 1980 when Lennon was murdered in New York.It became a hit for a third time after the terrorist attacks of September 11th 2001.
But who really wrote the song?Until recently the answer to this question was always John Lennon.But on a TV programme this week Lennon's wife,Yoko Ono,spoke for the first time about how she,in fact,helped to write the song.
Ono said that the idea and inspiration for Imagine came from some of her poems that John Lennon was reading at that time.The poems began with the word"Imagine":"Imagine a raindrop,Imagine a goldfish."Ono said,"When I was a child in Japan during the Second World War my brother and I were terribly hungry.I imagined delicious menus for him and he began to smile.If you think something is impossible,you can imagine it and make it happen."
In an interview just before he died,Lennon admitted that Yoko deserved credit for Imagine.He said,"A lot of it-the lyrics and the concept-came from her,from her book of poems,imagine this,imagine that".Lennon said that he was"too macho"to share the credit with her at the time.
Ono said that some of the song was written when they were flying across the Atlantic and the rest was written on the piano in their bedroom at their home in England.Ono said,"The song speaks about John's dream for the world.It was something he really wanted to say."Imagine became a popular song for peace activists everywhere.
In March 2002 the airport in his home town of Liverpool was re-named John Lennon Airport.A sign above the main entrance has a line from Imagine:"Above us only sky".
if this girl was wearing modern clothing do u think she would suit Janie better than my drawing? (No duh!!)
Temporary Home
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are angels who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to move on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before you can say “Thank you” or “I love you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
For some people, this world is only a stopover. They arrive here to do some good while they can, but they know that this is still not their true home. They are angels who come to light up our lives with their luminescence and to teach us what they can before they have to move on. They flash in on golden wings, but it seems that they are gone before you can say “Thank you” or “I love you”. They leave softly, without fanfare. They kiss our brow as lightly as a heart’s whisper, and smile, blinding us with its brightness. When we blink, they are gone.
Friends Are Forever,so I thought.
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back or be pissed off at you when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all friends for never.
When we need to go back to being friends FOREVER!
All those pictures that I bought,now torn apart along with my broken heart.
I miss those hugs and laughs we use to share,because now they act like they don't care.
Now all we do is fight.
I wish God would give us some light,give me a solution to solve all this tension.
Friends don't back stab you.
Friends don't talk behind your back or be pissed off at you when they feel like it.
Nobody seems to care anymore.
Now girls are turning into whores.
All I know is that now we are all friends for never.
When we need to go back to being friends FOREVER!
This is written about the perfect silence only found in the dead of night, and the feelings it inspires.
The title comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd love to hear what you like or hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl
The title comes from the description a friend of mine gave when we were stuck in the middle of nowhere at midnight and I found it sort of beautiful.
Enjoy (I hope) :)
Weighted air and winking stars,
darkness draped, tension wrought.
This night, this hour, is ours.
Silence chimes unspoken thoughts
that choke my mouth.
Silver moonbeams in glittering outline
surround you, and in our youth
this night, this hour, we intertwine.
I'd love to hear what you like or hate.
Thanks for reading.
DietCokeGirl
I'd wear that...
This is Molly Stray
