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Can I . . .
Can I . . .
 
So tenderly you held me
Smoothly you spoke to me
Couldn’t realize it was odd of someone
To be so dearly
Since no one can be
In a world so cruel
riches oriented
Moment, we bustle
After what we lack
cars, stair compartments
Hard to impede
thousand duties, intolerable burdens.
But still I feel the warmth I felt
Still have the desire
to slow down
to get lost in your asylum
But darling can I?
Can you stay a while . . .
 
 
( Thanks "Shirandi Ekanayake", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay... )


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[597]
Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Wednesday, April 05, 2006 at 08:19 Comments (0)

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I need you . . .
I need you . . .
 
I know you are too good,
I know you can give up that habit.
You will be there and you can be
even without those things
Its your belief, that without that you can't be there.
 
Its mere thinking,
You have to understand the truth,
Its you, who build up the habit,
Not the habit that build you.
 
And I know you too know all these,
I am simply reminding you the things.
I don't know whether it will hurt you,
But for your goodness, I have to do it,
evenif it may hurt.
 
Now, its the time, so that you can stop it,
And you may believe that you can control it anyday.
But I heared a lot, seen a lot,
Its not that easy, to stop in a later time.
It is the fact,
You have to admit it.
 
You too know it, but
I am just reminding you.
I want to see you till my last breath,
like this, as energetic, happy and healthy.
 
I am hard and selfish and cruel,
I want you to be there for me,
in all my miseries.
I am too selfish, so that
I can't give up my decision, for your happiness.
I am selfish, I want you.
 
May you think, there is no need life without fun,
But life is not a fun, its a fact,
Its not a thing to laugh at.
 
You have to realize your potentials,
You have to understand yourself
You have to give up those things for me,
For me, who is as selfish as a devil.
 
You may get angry,
I won't care, in this case,
I told you , I am cruel,
I need you . . .

 
 
( Thanks "Naveen", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and  likes to dedicate this poem to "To my Brother". . . )


Poem by - Manjusha
 
[596]
Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Tuesday, April 04, 2006 at 08:07 Comments (0)

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Don't live in the past . . .
Don't live in the past . . .
 
Yesterday was history
Tomorrow is a mystery
Today is a gift
That's why it's called PRESENT
 
Don't live in the past
Live in the present
focusing the future
Without high expectations.
Coz you'll never know
What the future holds
Be prepared to take both
good and bad
With a cheerful mind . . .

 
 
( Thanks "Christine", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and she likes to dedicate this poem to "my best friend Malintha whose Mom is suffering frm brain cancer and spending the hardest time
of his life."
. . . )



Poem by - Christine
 
[595]
Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Monday, April 03, 2006 at 09:36 Comments (0)

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My Innocent Love . . .
Posted by Asela on Sunday, April 02, 2006 at 09:23 Comments (2)

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I'm filled with thankfullness . . .
I'm filled with thankfullness . . .
 
I'm filled with thankfullness
each time i remember..
how good you have been to  me
how helpful and tender..
since, words cannot express
such gratitude today..
i thank you
and thank God
for sending you my way . . .

 
 
( Thanks "Amanda(E.M.)", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and she likes to dedicate this poem to "Specially dedicated to my darling mum and dad". . . )


Poem by - Amanda(E.M.)
 
[593]
Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Thursday, March 30, 2006 at 07:02 Comments (0)

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Love . . .
Love . . .
 
God knows since when you're in my heart
Since i'm there you have been with me
"I promise"
You're the only one in my heart till eternity..
 
Life is like a long path
Where people just keep walking by
Whom are you waiting for then
Walk along till the end..
 
Love is like a sacrifice
Which people always have to bare
Let us take this sacrifice
To show that we really care..
 
I've been waiting all this while
Since i've met you in my life
I'll do anything for you
To show that "i love you" too . . .

 
 
( Thanks "Walpolage Perera", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and she likes to dedicate this poem to "The boy whom i love in my life". . . )


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[592]
Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Wednesday, March 29, 2006 at 07:06 Comments (0)

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Love For me is . . .
Love For me is . . .

It’s when I shed tears for you and
    Still pray for your happiness.
 
It’s when you ignores me and
    Still I care for you
It’s when you start loving some one else and
    Still I love you and honestly say
    “I’m glade that you found happiness”
 
Love is how you treat him-
    But not how you admire him
Love is how you respect him-
    But not how you argue with him
Love is how you understand him-
    But not how you listen to him
Love is how you appreciate him-
    But not how you criticize him
Love is how you forgive him-
    But not how you forget him
Above all; love is how you love him
    But not how you hurt him
 
In this way I love you- till my last breath blows away and
    When I die you will be cherish in my soul for ever . . .
 
 
( Thanks "Wathsala Chandrasiri", for sending the poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and she likes to dedicate this poem to "the one i Love". . . )

Poem by - Wathsala Chandrasiri
 
[591]
Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Tuesday, March 28, 2006 at 07:03 Comments (263)

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