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| Why you are my Friend . . . |
Why you are my Friend . . .
When i heard you speak, Emotions in hand, tongue in cheek Couldn't help but see, A reflection in you of me.
Speaking thoughts, i always knew, never did say before, but its true think the same way as you do, i know everything you say is true
But think as you speak, for You speak on many more Thoughts we may not agree on, Things we could only fight on
But remembering things we share, Knowing that we both will always care for a smile, a laugh, a glance this way, Knowingly, i look away
A tear to hide, a smile to share Things we do, with friends so rare To know each other better, With every year together . . .
( Today I like to dedicate this poem to my best female friend "Nimesha" . . . )
Story by - Unknown
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| Posted by
Asela
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Tuesday, June 07, 2005
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10:23
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| Soul mate . . . |
Soul mate . . . Once upon a time, there was a teacher and his student. One day they were lying down under a big tree on a grassy plain. Then, suddenly, the student asked the teacher, Teacher, I’m confused, how can I find my soul-mate..? Can you please help me..?
Teacher : Silent for few seconds, then he answered, well; it’s a pretty hard and easy question. Student : (Thinking hard) Huh??? Teacher : Look that way, there’s a lot of grass there, why don’t you walk there, but please never walk backward, just walk straight ahead. On your way, try to find a beautiful blade of grass and pick it up, then give it to me. But just ONE blade of grass! Student : Well, ok then.. wait for me.. walked straight ahead on the grass field.
A few minutes later.. Student : I’m back. Teacher : Erm, well I don’t see any beautiful blade of grass in your hand. Student : On my journey, I found a few beautiful blades of grass, but each time I thought that I would find a better one, so I didn’t pick it up. But I didn’t realize that I’m at the end of the field, and I hadn’t picked up any. ‘Cause you told me not to go back, so I didn’t go back. Teacher : That’s what happens in real life..
What is the message of this story..? In looking for your soul mate, please don’t always compare and Hope that there will be a better one. By doing that, you’ll waste your lifetime, ’coz remember Time Never Goes Back”. It applies similarly in finding your ideal life partner, your suitable, career or business opportunity.. Therefore the morale is :
LOVE & GRAB HOLD of the opportunity that you have. Don’t waste time now - Go & get it now . . .
( Thanks "Tatiana da Silva", for sending this story & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay . . . )
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| Posted by
4MinutesPerDay
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Monday, June 06, 2005
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| Don't ask me . . . |
Don't ask me . . .
I'm not begging you to love me. I'm not really even asking you. But, isn't it alright If I cherish that hope in my heart? If I dream of just holding your hand, It will hurt me - not you. I will try to keep my eyes from shining When they see you. And I promise I will try not to smile a special smile When you say hello. but, please Don't ask me Not to love you . . .
Poem/Thought by - Unknown
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| Posted by
4MinutesPerDay
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Thursday, June 02, 2005
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| Nobody Nowhere . . . |
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 walked over the soul, Seeking pleasure in what they did by being menacingly cold; Oblivious of the hurt they had caused to the lonely heart, Unknown of the pain undergone in the mysterious past.
Ebbing away off the power to overcome strife, Looking beyond the horizons of this solitude life; Unfazed with the thought of embracing death, Readied to tread thyself on the road of perdition...
Ending up being a Nobody Nowhere . . .
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| Posted by
4MinutesPerDay
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Wednesday, June 01, 2005
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| Forbidden Love . . . |
Forbidden Love . . . What I feel for you, couldn't hold it inside, had forgotten the whole world for a while, did stupid things for a while My nights go sleepless aching for you Although I know your nights are not so For the morning, rays shine the truth, Though I love you so deeply and so true It aint enough Every pain of mine aches for your arms Every teardrop yearns for your embrace Every look at a child screams for our future You gave me hope when I needed it the most You met me when I was lost in the wilderness You are the whole and soul I need in my life but every setting ray shows the price For I believe we belong for each other, but can't be together But I still love you wholly and deeply For I think my love for you will never end Except maybe when i'm dead and sent In this forbidden love we share . . .
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| Posted by
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Tuesday, May 31, 2005
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| Will someone miss me someday . . . |
Will someone miss me someday . . .
I see the sun in the sky Trees are moving through the wind Who am I..? What's my place in this great world..? Am I like the trees..? Like the sun..? Like the sky..? I try to find my way in this life But that isn't easy to me
Some people say When you body die, your soul live further you will live further in the mind of your friends.. But what if your soul dies..? You have to go on Even when you don't want..
Will someone miss me someday, when I die in this big world . . .
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| Posted by
Asela
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Monday, May 30, 2005
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20:24
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