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November 30, 2008

Wat life is abt

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What I Wouldn’t Do . .

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What I wouldn’t do

Just to hear you say

I love you

What I wouldn’t do

Just to hear you say

I want to be with you

What I wouldn’t do

Just to hear you say

No one else will ever do

What I wouldn’t do

Just to hear you say

I can’t live without you

What I wouldn’t do

Just to hear you say

There’s nothing you wouldn’t do

What I wouldn’t do

Just to hear you say

Just one of these, someday . . .
malith

I miss you…

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I miss you.
I miss your warm eyes,
the way you listen and care.
I miss your kisses
and all that we share.

I miss you.

I miss the touch of your hand,
so reassuring and sincere,
and the moments we spend together,
that I hold dear.

I miss you.

I miss all of the caring
things you do,
and spending the evening
alone with you.

I miss you.

I look forward to tomorrow
knowing that then,
I’ll be one day closer
to seeing you again.

You must have
guessed it by now…
I miss you!

suvenes

A Poem For Those Over 30

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A computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note
A window was something you hated to clean
And ram was the cousin of a goat.

Meg was the name of my girlfriend
And gig was a job for the nights
Now they all mean different things
And that really mega bites.

An application was for employment
A program was a TV show
A curser used profanity
A keyboard was a piano.

Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3 inch floppy
You hoped nobody found out.

Compress was something you did to the garbage
Not something you did to a file.
And if you unzipped anything in public
You’d be in jail for awhile.

Log on was adding wood to the fire
Hard drive was a long trip on the road
A mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a back up happened to your commode.

Cut you did with a pocket knife.
Paste you did with glue
A web was a spider’s home
And a virus was the flu.

I guess I’ll stick to my pad and paper
And the memory in my head
I hear nobody’s been killed in a computer crash
But when it happens, they’ll wish they were dead.

*Author Unknown*

Life

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A life poem

Life can seem ungrateful and not always kind

Life can pull at your heartstrings and play with your mind…

Life can be blissful and happy and free…

Life can put beauty in the things that you see…

Life can place challenges right at your feet…

Life can make good of the hardships we meet…

Life can overwhelm you and make your head spin…

Life can reward those determined to win…

Life can be hurtful and not always fair…

Life can surround you with people who care

Life clearly does offer its Up and its Downs …

Life’s days can bring you both smiles and frowns…

Life teaches us to take the good with the bad…

Life is a mixture of happy and sad…

 

So…

 

Take the Life that you have and give it your best…

Think positive, be happy let God do the rest…

Take the challenges that life has laid at your feet…

Take pride and be thankful for each one you meet…

To yourself give forgiveness if you stumble and fall…

Take each day that is dealt you and give it your all…

Take the love that you’re given and return it with care…

Have faith that when needed it will always be there…

Take time to find the beauty in the things that you see…

Take life’s simple pleasures let them set your heart free…

The idea here is simple to even the score…

As you are met and faced with Life’s Tug of War

 

 

K. sivanesan

Loneliness . . .

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Always thought that I would be more happier been alone
A wicked promise I made to myself
Assuming that nobody can change my stubborn mind

As life goes on , when time flies
Thought it’s better if someone there
To share all happy and sad moments
Someone to share my secrets and feelings
Especially to stand beside me when I am down

Over the Past years I see nothing but the loneliness
Haunting me like a black shadow covering my soul
And the one I regret most in my life now

Life is full of opportunities
Have to accept it at that very moment
Without waiting for better prospects
As these opportunities may never again be available

As I realised what I have missed in my life all these years
I am waiting to see a shooting star
To make a promise forever
To change my life . . .
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