Tuesday, 31 January 2012
After the wreck, cruise ship crew hanker for the sea
Monday, 30 January 2012
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for father's day
Sometime it's hard tho know
What to do and life seems,
So difficult and confusing
But always, Dad
you are there for me
Showing me what is good and night
Helping me make the best decisions
Teaching me
By your loving example and strong
Never-ending faith
And Dad
I just wanted you
To know today
How much I admire
And how lucky I feel to have a father
Who is such a good and caring man
Happy Father's Day Dad...........
What to do and life seems,
So difficult and confusing
But always, Dad
you are there for me
Showing me what is good and night
Helping me make the best decisions
Teaching me
By your loving example and strong
Never-ending faith
And Dad
I just wanted you
To know today
How much I admire
And how lucky I feel to have a father
Who is such a good and caring man
Happy Father's Day Dad...........
Saturday, 21 January 2012
Friday, 20 January 2012
ALONE, alone
Alone in the dark room
No one cares about me
so Lonely that i don`t find one to say ' hey '
No one can understand my feelings, my pain
No one can satisfy my soul
My soul covered with Darkness
empty with the precious values
full of the nothingness of the world
the estrangement forms a pic, a wired pic
No one can see, except me
so frightened this world
trying to escape from the pic
no hope to make it a way
following me as myself
Have one aim is to kill
decide to stop running
to find away to hide
New feeling i got to release
For the first time iam ready for the fight
But, it`s not important who will win
What really matters that ' i tried to prove myself '
hopeless 111
No one cares about me
so Lonely that i don`t find one to say ' hey '
No one can understand my feelings, my pain
No one can satisfy my soul
My soul covered with Darknessempty with the precious values
full of the nothingness of the world
the estrangement forms a pic, a wired pic
No one can see, except me
so frightened this world
trying to escape from the pic
no hope to make it a way
following me as myself
Have one aim is to kill
decide to stop running
to find away to hide
New feeling i got to release
For the first time iam ready for the fight
But, it`s not important who will win
What really matters that ' i tried to prove myself '
hopeless 111
Worlds Away
Why do I feel
You are worlds away?
Your soul is so distant
From mine.
Why do I sense
You hardly understand
The feelings of my heart
The thoughts of my mind?
You stand on the distant shore
A gulch without a bridge
Keeping you away.
My intuition tells me
You think you stand
Beside me
Why then do I feel
You are worlds away?
Jenny Williams
You are worlds away?
Your soul is so distant
From mine.
Why do I sense
You hardly understand
The feelings of my heart
The thoughts of my mind?
You stand on the distant shore
A gulch without a bridge
Keeping you away.
My intuition tells me
You think you stand
Beside me
Why then do I feel
You are worlds away?
Jenny Williams
Wednesday, 18 January 2012
"Your Love Kills Me"
It's time for me,
It's time that I try to move on,
Before your love kills me...
And I'll break free,
From all of the damage you've done,
Before your love kills me...
It's time that I try to move on,
Before your love kills me...
And I'll break free,
From all of the damage you've done,
Before your love kills me...
My Heart
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when yours is in need
and return it to me
when yours is freed,
then listen to me,
you will have to repay
whatever you had promised
to come by my way..
and I will ask for more,
for that time, that wait..
just like one asks
for interest rate,
so don't borrow my heart
as you take a loan,
instead take my heart
as if it's your own!
Mugdha Khedkar
Tuesday, 17 January 2012
If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
Pablo Neruda
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
Pablo Neruda
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Monday, 16 January 2012
For love
For love,
I'd do anything
For love,
I'd bring
Out the shine
Or a
glimmer
In her eyes
For love
I do not know of or
The emotions it
Does bring
For I am without
Patience
For I am without
Confidence
For I am
Ignorant
For I am with
Peace.
I'd do anything
For love,
I'd bring
Out the shine
Or a
glimmer
In her eyes
For love
I do not know of or
The emotions it
Does bring
For I am without
Patience
For I am without
Confidence
For I am
Ignorant
For I am with
Peace.
Thursday, 12 January 2012
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