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Don't Mess With Women . . .
Don't Mess With Women . . .
 
A woman and a man are involved in a car accident; it's a bad one. Both of their
cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt.
 
After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "So you're a man,
That's interesting. I'm a woman. Wow, just look at our cars! There's nothing
left, but we're unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should meet and
be friends and live together in peace for the rest of our days".
 
Flattered, the man replied, "Oh yes, I agree with you completely!
"This must be a sign from God!"
 
The woman continued, "and look at this, here's another miracle. My car is
completely demolished but this bottle of wine didn't break. Surely God wants
us to drink this wine and celebrate our good fortune."
 
Then she hands the bottle to the man. The man nods his head in agreement,
opens it and drinks half the bottle and then hands it back to the woman.
 
The woman takes the bottle and immediately puts the cap back on, and hands
it back to the man.
 
The man asks, "Aren't you having any?"
 
The woman replies, "No. I think I'll just wait for the police . . .
 
Story by - Unknown
[854]
Posted by Unknown on Thursday, April 05, 2007 at 21:03 Comments (0)

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Achieving Target . . .
Achieving Target . . .
 
A man was sleeping in his house.
Suddenly a Devil from Hell appeared & said,
"Go out & Enjoy. Nothing will happen to you for next 10 years".
He did so & met with an accident & died.
On the way to Heaven, saw the Devil whistling 'n' relaxing.
He asked Devil why he lied to him.
Devil replied, "SORRY SON, APPRAISAL TIME, HAD TO ACHIEVE TARGET . . .

 
Story by - Unknown
[853]
Posted by Unknown on Thursday, April 05, 2007 at 20:56 Comments (0)

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Feelings . . .
Feelings . . .
 
I shed what's call feelings,
Long time ago,
But I could not kill it
When I saw the pitiful eyes of it,
It was shivering, Begging me
Not to leave it alone,
Told me that
It will never let anybody hurt me,
Any body at all,
Told me that I will be strong , But so soft though,
Didn’t want to believe,
How could I ?
I wasn’t even sure  about my self,
I stated walking alone,
At least I thought,
But everyday  when I turn back,
I see my feelings crawling behind me,
I will tell you the truth,
I turn back and see
Just to make sure Its coming behind me . . .
 
 
( Thanks "Sanjeewa K", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..)

Poem by - Sanjeewa K
[852]
Posted by Sanjeewa K on Wednesday, April 04, 2007 at 20:48 Comments (1)

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Kiss or Corrupt My Innocence . . .
Kiss or Corrupt My Innocence . . .
 
I sit here wondering what your plan is with my innocence
Would you like to kiss it or corrupt it?
Kissing it may not be as good as corrupting it would be
But should you corrupt it then I can no longer think of it as Innocence
 
I wonder if you are the one that will have the privilege of the one thing that I value the most.
If yes do you promise to value it as much as I do?
Or will you take it and abuse it to suits your needs?   
I sit here and visualize your every manoeuvre
I can see how your charm me into giving it up without a fight
Day by day you caress my Inner Queen
 
But even so I am taken back by your straight and direct mannerism
Its as if you are slowly luring me into your den
I can clearly see how you plan to devour my Innocence.
And as much as I like the thought of you having your way with my Innocence
 
I can still hear my inner voice asking with a very soft yet harsh tone
Does he deserve my INNOCENCE?
The voice also whispers to me:
Be careful for once your innocence has been touched it can never be restored to its original state!!!
 
Should you choose to only Kiss my innocence
I might just find myself longing for more
Should you corrupt it I may find myself wanting it back
So hear I sit silently wondering what your plan is
 
Will you Kiss or corrupt the thing I treasure the most . . .
 
 
( Thanks "Marlow, Latoya L", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..)

Poem by - Marlow, Latoya L
[851]
Posted by Marlow, Latoya L on Wednesday, April 04, 2007 at 20:25 Comments (4)

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In the same way that rain breaks . . .
Posted by Buddha on Wednesday, April 04, 2007 at 19:51 Comments (2)

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I'm out here waiting for you with all I have to..
I'm out here waiting for you with all I have to give . . .
 
My thoughts are with you each day,
I wonder if you think of me as much as I think of you each day,
If only I told you,
if only I did you'd most probably hate me
but I know that you'll understand.
I know the timing wasn't right.
I know that you cared.
But neither of us was prepared!
I would love nothing more that to let you know that you're my life,
my love and my everything!
May God Bless you in all you do,
In my heart you'll always stay
...love you always my dear friend . . .
 
 
( Thanks "Candice", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and she/he likes to dedicate this Poem to "Shane Sickle". . . )

Poem by - Candice
[849]
Posted by Candice on Thursday, March 29, 2007 at 22:30 Comments (1)

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Risk . . .
Risk . . .
 
There are no guarantees
Life throws things at you
You can catch or miss them
But they will come, ready or not
 
I always looked for the real thing
Never trusting in the possibility
Risk-taking not my forte
Staying safe at all costs
 
Even playing it safe is not certain
Safe has hurt me
Zero risk gets zero gain
Sometimes playing it safe costs you more
 
It has me,
In not fighting the battle
you may lose the war
In not believing in a dream
You may never sleep peacefully again
 
So let go of the fear
Reach out for the flame
So what if you get burned
Better that then numb for life
 
Better to remember passion and joy
Along with the pain and tears
Then to have no memories worth
Remembering
 
So to hell with safe
I am going to gamble and bet
Until I win back everything I lost
And my life is what it was meant to be . . .


Poem by - Unknown
[848]
Posted by Unknown on Wednesday, March 28, 2007 at 22:08 Comments (1)

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