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Lovely SMS, Text Messages

Life and Love . . .

Life and Love . . .

If you’re looking for Love - Look where you’d least expect it,
If you found it but He or She hasn’t ‘found’ you
– Tell them slowly from the heart what they mean to you,
If you lost yours' and are hanging you head in pain
– Love yourself for a while, treat yourself and show yourself some love,
You will Love again,
Your partner is out there ….your soul mate……….your Heart or rib Frame,
Love is an ocean there are ups and downs, tossing and turning,
It’s not the Ending place of the journey, nor where you begin
Like Life, Love is a journey,
It’s what comes between its birth and death that define its True meaning . . .

( Thanks "Maiasa", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay . . . )

Poem by - Unknown

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Posted by Maiasa on Monday, May 26, 2008 at 20:28 Comments (2)

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Thank you . . .

Thank you . . .

Thank you for being there for me
You are the air that I breathe
You had many chances to leave
You stuck by me during the hard times
I'm so happy that you are mine
Because of you my life is fine
You was there for me during the snow and rain
You even stayed during the pain
You're the best person that I know
I love it when your love shows
You were there when we were rich
You even stuck by me when we fell in a ditch
You was there when I had a frown
You turned it upside down
You gave me money when I was poor
Even though I ask for more
Even though the many times I lied
You made me happy when I cried
You gave me a roof over my head
Those many times you tucked me in bed
Because of you I'm not dead
Because of you I'm not on the streets
You kept me cool during the heat
You gave me shoes for my feet
You gave me everything I got
And you know that that's a lot
Even though all the times I did wrong
You stuck by me all this long
I'm happy today
Because this special day
Is in the month of May
Happy Mother's day . . .

Poem by - Unknown

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Posted by Unknown on Monday, May 12, 2008 at 01:29 Comments (2)

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Dear Father and Mother . . .

Dear father and mother . . .

Dear father and mother,
The things U have done to me
The way U have consoled me
Valuable, precious
U both stayed
While Rest were leaving
Never wore fine clothes
Never knew what comfort is
Instead gave me,comforted me
Yes , I argued and I quarreled
But in my heart I knew
No one other than you two
Now I’m grown
And sharing my life with another
Giving love to a kid
So busy so busy
You still look after my kid
No rest No rest
I know U both are tired now
And I cannot comfort you
I cannot give back
What U both gave me
I cannot sacrifice
Like the way you did
But within my heart I know I should
Now he invites to fly away
Leaving U two here, alone
Within my heart I’m dieing
U lived for us,never had dreams
With out we three
I planned to buy U fine clothes
planned to make ur life comfortable
When I was not grown
But today
He asks me to come
U ask me to go
To have my life
But I will never have my life complete
Without you two
And I’m scared, so scared
That I will not be able to return
To treat you, to share my bliss with you.
I never expect my happiness
Only you two be happy and comfortable
Even after I leave you
And until I return
stay healthy, young and happy
Then to have a life together again
Happy and content . . .

( Thanks "Shirandi", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay . . . )

Poem by - Shirandi Ekanayake

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Posted by Shirandi Ekanayake on Thursday, May 08, 2008 at 21:51 Comments (1)

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Warm wishes for Sinhala New Year . . .

Hi Guys & Girls,

Well I’m sure most of your guys going to be Sri Lanka's so
I wish you guys a Happy & Prosperous Sinhala New year . . . !
Suba Aluth Awrudak Wewaa . . !

(Please check the attachment)

Thanks,

Regards,

Asela Nakulugamuwa.

Posted by Asela on Thursday, April 17, 2008 at 20:56 Comments (1)

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I wish . . .

I wish . . .

I wish i could stay one more second
as my seconds are longer than years..
I wish i could steal a kiss
in one of those seconds..
I wish i could live....
In one of those seconds..
one of those seconds..
till you realise that i really loved you.,
till you realise you mean so much to me.
till i realise the seonds will be over soon . . .

( Thanks "Chandima", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay . . . )

Poem by - Chandima

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Posted by Chandima on Thursday, April 17, 2008 at 20:47 Comments (2)

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Priceless words . . .

Priceless words . . .

A husband wakes up at home with a huge hangover.
He forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees
is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water on the side table.
He sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and
pressed. He looks around the room and sees that
it is in perfect order, spotless, clean. So is the rest of the house.
He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table.
"Honey, breakfast is on the table, I left early to go grocery shopping.
Love You!"

Totally shocked with the note , he goes to the kitchen and
sure enough there is a hot breakfast and the morning newspaper.
His son is also at the table, eating. He asks, "Son, what happened last night?"
His son says, "Well, you came home around 3 AM, drunk and delirious.
Broke some crockery, puked in the hall, and gave yourself a black eye
when you stumbled into the door". Confused, the man asks,
"So, why is everything in order and so clean, and
breakfast is on the table waiting for me?
I should expect a big quarrel with her!"
His son replies, "Oh, that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom,
and when she tried to take your clothes n shoes off,
you said,

"LADY LEAVE ME ALONE! I'M MARRIED . . . !"

Moral
Self-induced hangover - $ 400.00
Broken crockery - $ 800.00
Breakfast - $ 10.00
Saying the Right Thing While Drunk – "PRICELESS "

There are truly some things that both money and Mastercard can't buy . . .

( Thanks "ankush sapra", for sending Story & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay . . . )

Story by - Unknown

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Posted by Unknown on Thursday, April 17, 2008 at 20:35 Comments (6)

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The song of December . . .

The song of December . . .

I was there awaiting and anticipating,
With those wishes of my loved ones..
I knew i'm heading for nothing
But still there remained 'something.'

It all happened again that day.
Another most beautiful one hour?
I doubted and i expected the least..
For i know she is just unpredictable.

I got off the board little confused.
For a second i looked at the sky...
I felt the stars but moon remained unshown.
I knew they meant 'something.'

I strolled my way straight and flat.
I made up my mind to face her..
And there she stood waiting..
At least now its just for me.

As i reached I held up my smile
But what a smile she gave..!!
For it looked so true this time.
And now 'something' surrounded me.

She walked beside me like a shadowfax.
I dared not to look her in eyes..
Thin air..Cold night..and bright moon.
Moon showed itself atlast!!

Brave Briseis ate in Achilles own tent.
I saw her taste Thetis' own best.
I was there smiling with her...I really did.
Yet something remained deceptive...i guessed.

The night closed in so soon
Merciless time as it always used to be!
My Chivalry would keep the Trojans apart.
For she wanted to retire for night.

And so she slept in serene peace.
With angels playing the piano chords.
As darkness started to rule...
May she dream her favorite.

Yet another beautiful one hour.
I'll hold onto it forever
But now there was 'something' around
And it became a real bother now...

The trains sirened suspiciously,
But they aren't that 'something'
It has followed me all through,
What could that 'something' be?

Was it 'something' i could see...?
I guess not..
But it was certainly i could feel.
I waited and now i heard 'something.'

I could hear all of them.
Its the song of my "true intimacy"
The song of my December.
But...Why did she not hear it?

May be she never liked it.
Or may be it was just my illusion..
Whatever be it..let it not disturb her.
Let her sleep unheard deep into the night..

May my song fade into the darkness unheard,
For sometimes..unheard melodies are sweeter.
And tonight before i fall asleep...
I will pray for a better day . . .

( Thanks "Sripaul.C.A", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay . . . )

Poem by - Sripaul.C.A

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Posted by Sripaul.C.A on Wednesday, April 02, 2008 at 21:02 Comments (1)

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