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tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52225532011-04-21T20:35:16.183-07:00sshahaneSandipnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1141100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5222553.post-1108701097120671382005-02-17T20:29:00.000-08:002005-02-17T20:31:37.123-08:00

I'm An Adopted Son Of TearsThe first tear that came from my eyes,is still my best friend,it consoles me whenever i feel like i have reached the end,it gives me company whenever i feel lonely in the night,once it comes out,like a feather my heart becomes light.Sitting in darkness,every night i search for you in my tears,they welcome my steps as i walk up and down the stairs,like a haunted soul,i

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Forever YoursNobody was I, and, had nowhere to go,Till you came aside and took me along;You enlightened me with your dreams,And gave me a reason to pull astrong.When the tides were high at the break of dawn,Rain kept falling but the rainbow was gone,When the lows were high and the highs were low,You never let me stop & you never let me know...You smiled.. .. .. an angelic ever-lasting smile,The

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INNOCENT DREAMSInnocent dreams, golden heart, rested on thy shattered past,Sensing the role of freedom above, freed thyself with unchained Love.Entered thy fantasies, which were mild,Drove out thy fears, which were wild,Revealed stories that were untold,Unfurled mysteries that were on-hold,Blessed with Love, serene seemed Life,With newfound happiness there was no strife,Till… time played itself

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Why?Why i am sad, that i am not the one to make u happy?Why my heart is so filled with love?why is it that I miss you, still I am Happy?Why I want you & at the same time I want what you want?Why is it the more I want to hate you, the emore I love you?Why is it that I have million questions & all of them answered at the same time?Is it what you call a TRUE LOVE, an eternal one!_Sandy

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Adieu !i am retiring...from the retiredment.i am getting up...from a deep sleep.i am now rising...from death bed.No looking back...from acute angles.No nostalgic feeling...from old albums.No running anymore...from own fears.A new begining.. .. ..Open sky beckons you.. .. ..Grow beyond imagination.. .. ..Grab it all, hands widespread.. .. ..No stopping here onwards.. .. ..No limits, no barriers,no

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Ek Poem:Don't dig my grave Oh Dear!When i am not there.Just plant a seed. that will bloom to flowers,to tell you my story!Nourish the plant with care,as it is my desire,that shall soar to the sky, see the sunlight,provide shadow to others!When i am not here,i would want to be everywhere,In every dream, every prayer,every action, every heart!o! Never miss me,or i will miss you too.Never weep over

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Live Again n Love Again! For those tears n pain For the shattered dream For the darkness n heartache For those sleepless nights..... I lived again and I loved again To seek that golden heart of mine And the tender touch And the eternal beauty within I laughed again As I never laughed before For the joy n pleasure For the Sunshine n rain My heart is a rainbow Now you will find all seven colors

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Raincoat : The gift of Magi A pick from a friend's online diary (for it's sensibly realistic (?) touch to the construed nitty-gritties of a TRUE love story ! See me greatly overwhelmed by the Raincoat theme here...) Walking on the busy streets, dysphoric, tired wet with the falling droplets imbrued, soaked A finger on the doorbell, sound and then silence a knock on the door, and finally a reply

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An Unusual Story The 479-word story consists only of words beginning with a 'W' and only 17 of those words are hyphenated compounds. 'Warm weather, Walter! Welcome warm weather! We were wishing winter would wane, weren't we?' 'We were well wearied with waiting,' whispered Waiter wearily. Wan,white, woe-begone was Walter; wayward, willful, worn with weakness, wasted, waxing weaker whenever

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IF.... By Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you but make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don't deal in lies, or being hated, don't give way to hating, and yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:

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A nice pick from a friend's blog... A Little House Cleaning Last Week I threw out Worrying, it was getting old and in the way. It kept me from being me; I couldn't do things my way. I threw out those Inhibitions; they were just crowding me out. Made room for my New Growth, got rid of my old dreams and doubts. I threw out a book on MY PAST (didn't have time to read it anyway). Replaced it

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Unseen Friends We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens. We all have to wonder, what this possibly means. With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze, Looking for something or someone, as we with in a daze. We chat with each other, we type all our woes Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes. We wait for somebody, to type out our name. We want recognition, but it is

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That’s the way i am Friends call me simple, sweet, innocent Guileless, pure and decent Sober cute, and frank That the way i am Religious, kind, affectionate Strict, self-disciplined and great You will find a favourite chum Yes that’s the way i am Smiling, trustworthy, and witty Hardworking, helpful and pretty Competent, courageous, co-operative, and sportive

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Sorry... My sweetest friend in life... i know u will hear me... Becoz i wanna apologize.. There's one sad truth in life i've found.. While journeying from east to west... The only people i really wound Are those i love the Most. i flatter those i scarcely know, i please the fleeting guest, And deal full many a thoughtless blow To those who i love the Most. You never doubt me, For my feelings

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It's all in a State of Mind If you think you are beaten, you are: If you think you dare not, you won't If you like to win, but don't think you can It's almost certain you won't. If you think you'll lose, you're lost; For out in the world you'll find Success begins with a fellow's will; It's all in a state of mind. For many a game is lost, Ere even a play is run, And many a coward fails Ere

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And Forgive Me You forgive me for liking you too much, And I'll forgive you for not liking me enough. You forgive me for missing you so, And I'll forgive you for being so cold. You forgive me for the loud racing of my heart, And I'll forgive you for not hearing it. You forgive me for playing your games, And I'll forgive you for toying with my emotions. You forgive me for finding you so

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Gone are the days, ...........but not the memories --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gone are the days When the school reopened in June, And we settled in our new desks and benches. Gone are the days When we queued up in book depot, And got our new books and notes. Gone are the days When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet Managed to line up

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-to Rishi and Vrushali... Little Eyes Upon You There are little eyes upon you and they are watching you 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 girl who's dreaming of the day she'll be like you. You're the little fellow's idol You're the wisest of the wise In her little mind about you

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Our Blossoms Are Blooming Our blossoms are blooming Can’t you see cant you feel? Can’t the wind be smoother? Can’t the sky be clearer? So that the sunlight reaches them and The energy they need is there? They’ll be stronger and more beautiful If you let them bloom in peace They are children sweet and kind They are gentle and fragile They need love to grow stronger So that there journey isn’t

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Could it be love? What is this beautiful plaguing sensation Encapsulating me... Upon setting my eyes on you? It is with likeness to that... Of butterflies embracing A rare and precious flower Softly... gloriously... magically... Fluttering, tickling my heart strings... As though it were a fragile harp And I'm somewhat paralysed... Words just seem To have taken flight with the wind And I can

Sandipnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5222553.post-1079105395664605302004-03-12T07:29:00.000-08:002004-03-12T07:33:02.436-08:00

I Could I could write you a letter, But what would it say? Could it make things better? Would it make everything okay? I could write you a song, Full of love hope and grace. Would you tell me what went wrong? Could you say it to my face? I could make a telephone call, And listen as you cried But I would not let you fall, And if you did, we'd both know I tried. I could make the world go away

Sandipnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5222553.post-1078982964353101972004-03-10T21:29:00.000-08:002004-03-10T21:32:29.200-08:00

Never Leave Behind Regrets ... Too often we don't realize what we have until it is gone; Too often we wait too late to say "I'm sorry - I was wrong." Sometimes it seems we hurt the ones we hold dearest to our hearts; And we allow foolish things to tear our lives apart. Far too many times we let unimportant things into our minds; And then it's usually too late to see what made us

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Blizzard Lost in the wood , i search for a path, One leading to safety. Terrified as I was , i lost no hope, For my mother always said, Luck favours the brave. i ran , i ran , The eerie voices behind me. The owls hooted , the wolves howled, What a dreadful night ! The snow blew on my face , i could see nothing , The great pines could not shelter , Me any longer, i had to go and find my way out,

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Arz kiya hain... Jab Jab ghire Baadal, Teri Yaad aayi Jhoom ke barsa Saawan, Teri Yaad aayi Bheega main,lekin phir bhi teri Yaad aayi Kyon na aaye teri yaad? jo tune chatri ab tak na lautai... Bas nazron se dekh liya hota agar tamanna thi azmaane ki, hum behosh yun hi ho jate kya zaroorat thi muskurane ki; har sahil ko kinara mat samjho, har dost ko sahara mat samjho,

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Tujhe ani majhe contributed by Bharat... tula lagto chaha, mala lagtey coffee tula nahi avdat, me ulti ghatleli topi tula vatte thandi, mala hota garam tu ahes lajalu ani me agdich besharam tuzha ani mazha jamnaar tari kass.||1|| zhoptes tu lavkar ani uthtes pahatey avdatt nahi tula boxing ani karate me matra zhopto bara cha nantar raviwari nasta cricket shivay gatyantar tuzha ani

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I Love You ============ Written & Contributed by: Julienne van Aardt How do I love thee? To a depth that cannot be measured. To a width that erases all uncertainties. Why do I love thee? You are the most honourable man I know You are kind and gentle You are wild and passionate You are all I ever want to love like this. I do not know if I will see you again, Yet I will

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She is so konfuzzing... An angel of truth and a dream of fiction, she is a bundle of contradiction, she's afraid of a wasp, will scream at a mouse, but will tackle her boyfriend alone in the house. she'll take him for better, she'll take him for worse she'll break open his head and then be his nurse but when he's well and can get out of bed she'll pick up the tea-pot and aim for his head.

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You Know Who - by Catherine It was great, The times we had. Some made me laugh, Some made me sad. But now we’re done, We’re over with. Our “one true love”, Was just a myth. I know it’s my fault, That we parted ways. In painful regret, I spend my days. But what can I do, It’s already been done. Away from the pain, Is where I’m trying to run. I’m sorry I hurt you,

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Don't Worry - i'll Help i will support you when days do seem dark, when you feel that you can't stop the pain in your heart. i will be there for you and I'll hold your hand, together we'll make it out of this Shadowland. Never forget that i think of you often wondering how you are and if you've forgotten; or if you are crying alone with your pain, thinking it's hopeless and that you are to

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Think kal ho na ho... Think of all the people That never got the chance To say their last good_bye Without a backward glance. Think of all the people That said, "Have a good day" As they walked out of the door On their very last day. Think of all the children That said, "Mom don't be late. i'll see you when you get home." And now they sit and wait. Think of all the lovers Running late and short

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Angel Of Hope Just when I thought it was over, When my world was turning dark. God sent me a great friend, To light up my world with a little spark. I was upset beyond belief, Happiness was turning into a ghost. My friend lent me a shoulder to cry on, She came when I needed her most. She came when I was falling down, With her kind words she picked me up. She showed me life was worth living,

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He Is God He is the First and Last, the Beginning and the End! He is the keeper of Creation and the Creator of all! He is the Architect of the universe and The Manager of all times. He always was, He always is, and He always will be... Unmoved, Unchanged, Undefeated, and never Undone! He was bruised and brought healing! He was pierced and eased pain! He was persecuted and brought freedom! He was

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This one is really nice!

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Happy New Year! Welcome to the New Year! I hope it will be the happiest you've ever known, and that it will be a year filled with dreams come true. This is such a perfect time to think of wishes you want to turn into realities and goals you want to reach. It takes a lot to set your sights on a distant horizon and to keep on reaching for those goals. It takes a lot... of courage and hard work

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Nobody Nowhere... It felt so lonely within - Having had none to share my emotions & none to share my feelings... Life'd not been a bed of roses, it'd been laden with thorns, Fond memories to cherish forever had only become forlorn; E'en the sound of music of life seemed to have lost out on its voice, With gloom cast around, there was just no reason to rejoice. People knowingly smiled having

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A Girl's Garden by Robert Frost A neighbor of mine in the village Likes to tell how one spring When she was a girl on the farm, she did A childlike thing. One day she asked her father To give her a garden plot To plant and tend and reap herself, And he said, "Why not?" In casting about for a corner He thought of an idle bit Of walled-off ground where a shop had

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In The Darkness Written by Yvette Engelbrecht In the darkness I see your face Moving closer to mine slowly You touch my skin as if it was lace Tonight I'm yours, yours totally In the darkness of the night I feel your body so close to mine The only light around is the moonlight As our bodies collide as one line In the darkness you kiss me tenderly Your hands move softly

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BREAK UP Written by: Michelle Satui (She is from Papua New Guinea) I wonder lonely across the field Trying to understand the way i feel It has been sometimes. Yes! Yet, i cannot describe it in words. The marigolds are laughing Dancing and forever hugging! Wishing i could do the same Only to be reminded, you've gone away! How could you have broken my heart? I thought it

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Words We Said Yes I am a keeper You gave me things to keep Thoughts, memories, words All comfort in my sleep We both chose those words Keeper I don’t use lightly Where do you keep yours I think about mine nightly The keeping lasts forever Forever is what you said Happy to have them with me Each time I go to bed Hope this is not in vain A keeper I chose to be Hope you hold the thoughts I keep

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Its Been A Long Time Its been a long time since i saw you since i touced you since i felt you since i caressed you its been a long time since i fell in love since i looked in your eyes since i saw you smile since i felt your warmth its been a long time since i talked to you since i said i love you since i walked with you since i danced with you its been a long time since my fingers went

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Hard Word To Say Why can’t you say the word The hurtful word goodbye How long can I linger How much longer will I cry Have I played the fool Been a fool long enough Yes, I do know this, Yet good-byes are really rough A word I do not like I would rather say g’day Waiting, patiently, lingering Still on my mind you prey I know it will be hard Good-byes are what I fear Still open without closures

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Always Friends I accept you in confidence, I listen and admire your wisdom. We are one when we are together, You and I will always be friends. When you are angry, I am there to sooth your aggression. When you are sad, I am there to cheer you up. We understand each others thoughts, Words with us aren’t needed. We have a trust that is very rare, You and I will always be friends. What we enjoy

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Kora kagaj kagaj hain, kalam hain, dawat bhi, par woh labj nahi, arjoo nahi, aur woh jajbaat bhi socha karte the, woh sab pal jama karke rakhenge, par ab woh jamana kaha? jisme inko sama karke rakhenege Najar jamegi, palak uthegi, puchane hal-e-dil ek jhalak aayegi, aawaj deti phir dur talak jayegi kabhi dil ki kashti me, toh kabhi yadon ke basti me, rehte hain woh pal, gujarate hain phir

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Tonight I Dream, Tomorrow I Live -By Tin Nguyen Ah! Do you dream at night? Is a dream of light or twilight, Of hope or of joy maybe? I describe it as an escape, A way of being happy In a world we can entirely shape. Ah! Did you dream last night? Mystical powers at hand, And energy replenished to the fullest. In fact, you dream to rest And live for a next sunlight. Am I truly right Or you don't

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Tonight I Dream, Tomorrow I Live Ah! Do you dream at night? Is a dream of light or twilight, Of hope or of joy maybe? I describe it as an escape, A way of being happy In a world we can entirely shape. Ah! Did you dream last night? Mystical powers at hand, And energy replenished to the fullest. In fact, you dream to rest And live for a next sunlight. Am I truly right Or you don't understand?

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No communication -from PINAL DAVE's collection Total silence, a black hole, an endless abyss. It hurts my ears, it hurts my eyes, it hurts my heart I yearn to hear, to know, to feel. Where are you? Where have you gone? What are you doing, thinking, dreaming? I used to know. There is such a void where the words used to live A loneliness only you can fill. The words have gone,

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Only You -Dawn Nissen With you, it's all about voiceless communication- always knowing exactly what to say, but never actually having to say it. When no one seems to be listening, you hear. When I hurt but don't show it, you know. When I turn away to hide my tears, you see. When I feel like I can't get through to anyone, you understand. Your eyes glow just for me, and I know

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I HAVE A FRIEND © Ashley I have a friend Who is perfect for me She listens to all my problems No matter how dumb they may be She likes herself for who she is And never tries to change She tells me to be myself And that I should never change She was shy on the phone But she would still call And we would talk for hours About nothing at all We would talk about love and life And discuss what

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The Funniest Matrimonial Ads ......... Just too good... FISHERMAN Wife wanted, must be able to dig, clean, cook worms and clean fish. Must have own boat with motor. Please send photograph of motorboat. SALESMAN Once in a lifetime offer, to get yourself the original, genuine article. One of the most handsome and smartest bachelor's around is now looking for a wife. And you could be the lucky

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Following My Dream Following my dream one day I stepped into a world A world that was so beautiful That took me in a trance Driving away all my fears and uncertainties Taking me to a whole new level of serenity Surrounded by a calmness A calmness I never knew existed....... The perfect state of bliss. And then i felt that one thing That I should have known before would happen 'cause it was

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Splat by Brian Quinn A wise-man was seated in silent prayer, When a stranger came by and rested there. The stranger was haggard and his clothes were all torn, And he spoke to the wise-man in a voice all forlorn. "Which road do I take to get serene above all, For wherever I go I hit splat into a wall?" The wise-man smiled, easing the stranger's load, And he pointed his finger down a

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CHERISHED MOMENTS -Thanks Samudyata. When I was like a lost soul Moving about with a fluttering mind This was the time when you came To show me the seven colours of life yes,now also your thoughts keep me awake. I cherish your presence and feel your absence For the only asset I have

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Build A Box Of Friendship by Chuck Pool Into a box of friendship To insure that it is strong First a layer of respect On the bottom does belong. Then to the sides attach, In the corners where they meet, Several anchors full of trust, Devoid of all deceit. The height of friendship can be measured By the sides of four, So make them all a larger cut, And the box

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Broken Pieces -by Bonnie Butler It's like a book, broken pages mixed together, words scrambling around the crazy memories scattered around what about that night we spent trying to put together the pieces of life? All the intellectual conversations like little Stars, but it wasn't so simple, it got confusing and impossible to understand. Words weren't just words, they were incredible thoughts.

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You Made Me Fly by J. Samm I longed for acceptance You welcomed me with open arms I longed to be heard You turned to listen I felt worthless You treasured me I thought I was incapable You gave me a chance to prove what I can do I was without talent You called me gifted I was trapped in a shell I built for myself You set me free I never knew I could do anything that counts You believed

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A Smile A smile is something that brings you joy It makes you happy though you're annoyed It fills up in life , a really big void It cleans the cloth of life that is soiled When you help a person , make them smile Brighten up their lives for a little while For when a person learns to smile He feels he has walked longer than a mile When a person smiles , his joy is shown Even though on the walk

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You Ask Me If I Love You -by Shynebrite You ask me if I love you And I don't know what to say You're my best friend and my lover The thought that starts each day You ask me if I'll stay But deep down I want to run Though I cannot imagine life without you You might just be the one I don't know how to tell you That I need and want you so Your kiss, your touch, your eyes, your smile Are things I

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Within Me by Kathleen Sheppard Scarlet lips as red as a rose, perfect hips in a seductive pose. On the outside this is what I may be, but what about looking at the heart within me. Long black hair, surrounding my face, baby blue eyes and full of grace. This is what most men chase, but my soul and feeling cannot be erased. Long, untouched legs with a snug fitting skirt, a

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Sleepless Night [miscellaneous poems] A sleepless night Spent struggling Through the meanders of my mind In endless explorations. Innumerable considerations Scattered around As stars in the sky None with enough light Of its own But adaptable In their interconnection To show me the way. The harmony of the universe Confined for a moment in the boundaries of my head explodes in its beauty. The

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If You Were If you were busy being kind, Before you knew it you would find You'd soon forget to think `twas true That someone was unkind to you. If you were busy being glad And cheering people who seem sad, Although your heart might ache a bit, You'd soon forget to notice it. If you were busy being good, And doing just the best you could, You'd not have time to blame some man Who's doing just

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A Bed of Roses A bed of roses, A field of poppies, The landscape ends, To begin with clear blue sky. No clouds to break, This illusion of peace, No sun, but yet I'm warm, A gentle breeze, But no grass stirs, No movement but The beat of my heart. Laying close together, But yet I'm alone, A bed of roses, A field of poppies. Just a dream , The affair of the heart.

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I'll Love You I'll love you when you're dumb, I'll love you when you're smart, I'll love you any way you are, Right from the start I'll love you if you're tall, I'll love you if you're short I'll love you if you're pretty, Or just an ugly dork I'll love you if you're toothless, I'll love you if you're blind, Anything that's wrong with you, To me you'll be just fine My heart is opening up now,

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Someone Special On a beautiful summer day I was lying under a big oak tree far away from the troubles of nowadays with a chilling sensation of being free I fell asleep and started dreaming dreaming about a special person but when I awoke, I couldn't believe what I was seeing there she was, my special person We spent the whole day together sharing our thoughts and feelings hoping this day would

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My Love, My Life You have always been there When I needed someone, When I needed a friend. When I made a mistake, You always let it slide, As if you didn't take notice of it. Every time I went astray, You were always there, Waiting for me, Knowing, Just somehow knowing, I would come back to you Once more. I don't know how I can thank you Or love you enough For all you've done for me, For all

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Dream You know, I had a dream last night We were together for ever You know everything's all right We wont part, no, never That's how I love you That's what I've got to do Because I love you It's all I want to do In the strangely fading light We were one divided There and then we knew the sight All at once decided Telling I love you Telling me what to do That's how I love you

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Things I Love About You Your eyes which first held me captivated where I stood. Your smile to dazzle the sun and warm every corner of my soul. Your voice like a sparkling mountain stream which flows into my heart. Your walk and the way your gracefulness takes my breath away. Your hair about which I dreamed cascading into my face as you leaned over me. Your hands whose caress I crave to

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Tuesday's gone Train roll on, on down the line, Won't you please take me far away? Now I feel the wind blow outside my door, Means I'm leaving my woman behind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My woman's gone with the wind. And I don't know where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. Well, when this train ends I'll try again, But I'm leaving my woman at home. (chorus) Tuesday's gone

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The Snow-Storm - Ralph Waldo Emerson Announced by all the trumpets of the sky, Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields, Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air Hides hill and woods, the river, and the heaven, And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end. The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet Delated, all friends shut out, the housemates sit Around

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More on life... The Meaning Of Life One day I met a wise old man Who was sitting in the park And there upon the bench with him We talked ‘till early dark He told me of his travels To a far off distant land Where the secret meaning of our lives Was taught to him first hand I listened to his story Amazed by what he said The simple truth of which he spoke Was knowledge not widespread In great

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Lifes Struggles A man found a cocoon of an emperor moth. He took it home so that he could watch the moth come out of the cocoon. On the day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the moth for several hours as the moth struggled to force the body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no

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Unexpected No There are times, I just have to say "I wish the world would go away. And leave my love and his heart Together with mine, never to part." We sit alone, underneath the star-filled sky I look at him and see a flame in his eye He leans forward and kisses me I feel his love, now set me free. We end the kiss, he takes my hand He slips on a ring, a wedding band He is down on one knee,

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c. i think she's in love again. her blue-eyed arms are bare again. yesterday i woke to find that the world doesn't end for anything, these days. i think it's that girl with all the rings. i'm just a kid but that excuse is wearing thin it's getting harder and harder to excuse myself from thinking, harder and harder to hide my surprise that the whole world's still around when c.'s falling

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Look Within There is so much beauty in This wondrous, blue rose If only we could capture it Within our very souls If we could take its beauty And apply the glow within Search a little deeper In the soul beneath our skin Take what it does stand for And shed its love abroad Don't hide the glow within you But share the love of God You know you can't touch beauty Without it rubbing off on you

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"I can't begin to tell you how much you mean to me. My world would end if ever we were through. I can't begin to tell you how happy I would be if I could speak my mind like others do. I make such pretty speeches whenever we're apart, but when you're near the words I choose refuse to leave my heart. So take the sweetest phrases the world has ever known, and make believe I've said them all to you."

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"Your life and my life flow into each other as wave flows into wave, and unless there is peace and joy and freedom for you, there can be no real peace or joy or freedom for me. To see reality--not as we expect it to be but as it is--is to see that unless we live for each other and in and through each other, we do not really live very satisfactorily; that there can really be life only where there

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"Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me." - Sarah Bernhardt

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Some nice quotes... "Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins and in this way only." - Les Miserabeles "Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up

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Do I need to say you those three words? It is not a word, nor a single action. In truth, it can never be wrong Like the sunrise, perfect in every possible way. It is many things and yet it must exist In the small space of the heart. Once found it can bloom endlessly, with no cease. It can choke one's throat, bring one to tears... But it never hides in shadows or in darkness It never feeds

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Power of Positive words A group of frogs were travelling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. All the other frogs gathered around and said they would never get out. The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the unfortunate frogs to stop jumping out. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that

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On The Edge Of Dreaming On the edge of dreaming When the brain lets go When it stops its scheming And the blood runs slow Then the heart speaks clearly Of the things it knows Things it bought so dearly At the evening's close Will the wine keep flowing When the kissing stops? Will the love keep growing When the blossom drops? In the clear light's dawning On the edge of day Dare we tell the

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Happy Mother's Day

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Everyone needs this list to live by: The most destructive habit......................Worry The greatest Joy...............................Giving The greatest loss................Loss of self-respect The most satisfying work...............Helping others The ugliest personality trait.............Selfishness The most endangered species.........

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The Horrible Things I Did by Ron Carnell When I was just a youngster The worst that I could do, Was steal a piece of pie, And maybe a cookie or two. But the older I became, Oh, the horrible things I'd do; Like stepping on ants and bugs -- The thousands I must have slew. Now I'm grown, they tell me. I wear the uniform of my land. And today I finally did it -- Today I killed a man. I didn't

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My Different Friend by T The differences ring out far and near Yet we only hear the echoes of where our friendship starts and ends Boundaries set by color and race hide my tears I pray. Ashamed of my own people I search for something odd something different a chance to end the rage how much will it take to stop the hate? We walk in disbelief of what we really are scared by our denial of

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You and I Alone inside An empty room Watching the rose in the vase On the windowsill die Watching the moon in the sky Disappear behind a cloud Body spirits coincide Eye to eye touching view There's only one of you Who understood my mirror eyes When you sang it made me cry For I thought I'd found paradise But we cannot live for always I had to leave Gaining a love for you Was like walking

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Touching... Information Please When I was quite young, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood. I remember well the polished old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother used to talk to it. Then I discovered that somewhere inside the

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"You're My Best Friend" (Deacon) Ooo, you make me live whatever this world can give to me It's you, you're all I see Ooo, you make me live now honey Ooo, you make me live You're the best friend that I ever had I've been with you such a long time You're my sunshine And I want you to know That my feelings are true I really love you You're my best friend Ooo, you make me live

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Nice Quotes... Ability Man cannot live by incompetence alone. Laurence J. Peter ----------------------------------------------------------- Discipline Some people regard discipline as a chore. For me, it is a kind of order that sets me free to fly. Julie Andrews 1935-, British Singer, Actress ----------------------------------------------------------- Motivation We promise

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The Cold Within Six humans trapped by happenstance In black and bitter cold. Each one possessed a stick of wood, Or so the story's told. Their dying fire in need of logs, The first woman held hers back For on the faces around the fire, She noticed one was black. The next man looking cross the way Saw one not of his church, And couldn't bring himself to give The fire his stick of birch. The

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The Rose John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with

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Perception - Faye Jones There is many a time You seem to read my mind. But in the end You can't know what I intend. Your view of my actions Are clouded by your past attachments. Your memory guides your comprehension. If only you could change the definitions. Erase the imprints on your heart. Make a new start. Allow me to ease your misery. Let us make our own new history.

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Tomorrow May Become Never -by Andrea Hill Say your "I love you's" today Tomorrow it might be too late Here and now is forever Regrets my friend, are too hard to shake Tomorrow may become never Who knows when they could be gone I've done this one time too many Although I knew it was wrong So "I love you" mother and father "I love you" my brother alike "I love you" my husband and

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Through The Fire I remember being warned not to go there. I tried to learn to think things through. I really did try to go slow. It made sense not to go near anything that would burn. No one else is to blame, I knew to stay away from the edge. I never saw the danger of your smile. I certainly never dreamed that my heart Would race so wildly out ahead. I really did try to go slow. Then I walked

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Message In A Bottle To you (because you found it): I am lost on a desert island. Long captivated has its beauty held me, But it does not make up for being lonely. I'm begging you, please rescue me; Else I may lose my sanity. Creeping insanity, I fear it may come Before my rescue... Wait, I hear a steel drum! Could it be that my salvation's at hand By the lonely wand'ring of a cruise liner's

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El amor no hace promesas Love makes no promises If you only knew, what i've been going through Waiting and wanting you Could this be love How, tell me how will I know Will my heart make believe it's so Or can I trust the way i feel If you could read my mind You see how hard I've tried Still I can't decide If you only knew, what I've been going through Waiting and wanting you Could this be love

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