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Somethings been lingering,came out.
Late fall is not easy on us unless we take time to appreciate the good and also to reflect on our life
view of the mersey
Dreams are merely wishes. We don't need it All to find true happiness. Be content with what you have. It's what God gave you.
I've seen Pastors, seeing their fruits, whose divine calling were doubted by people. In same way have I seen couples that boldly said God showed them their spouses but whose marriages ended in divorce. Then I ask, "Could it really be true, that God actually called them or actually chose spouses for them?" Since you know it was true that Jesus asked Peter to come on the water, yet he almost sank, then the answer to those is "Yes, It could be true!" That God has shown you a line of business, given you a talent, a spouse or has called you into ministry is not enough to 'ground' their respective successes. Sometimes we relay a portion of the scripture and asked "Could it really be true, that God meant this for me? It is indeed true. Just that for every sweet rice there is an attached price. Choice, Price and Core Values are three wise men one would have to follow and take heed to, if one decides to hit success in the end. And you see: you can't get anything worthwhile done without them. Negligence, carelessness, pride, unforgiving spirit, indecision, laziness, indiscipline, living a "goalless" life, will only lead you to the palace of REGRET! Moreover, when you read that this is the day that the Lord has made, and yet you launch out and end up being sorrowful in the evening, what would you think is missing? It is the phrase: "I will rejoice and be glad in it!" And this is born out of choice. It is indeed true that He's created us as heads to dominate, and to be above only. So choose to live in the realisation of it. Else you'll be beneath only! Finally, decide to choose joy unspeakable today: my million dollar piece of advice! Smile still does it :) :) :)
Let's to see your shadows, On the table still your empty glas It's made me more sad I want you come back And to sniff your smell
it's a personal situation of domestic abuse and chemical abuse; someone I once knew, to that someone that is they way they are now.
DEDICATED TO STEVE6611
Real reaction I feel when I'm untruthful, whether on purpose or not.
To my ghost of memries
This is WHY I was canceled my membership last night that GREAT-MIND works under silence, they know whatever they do have NO IMPACT on the gentry as nobody accepts an WISER than that of them, this is so true and a proven fact, look at the "JESUS" , every body speaks of EXPERIENCE but, talks from the BOOKS that were written by others experienced !!! We everybody JUDGE every one without digging deep into it, we hurt unknowingly, we console to the extream. And most amazing fact is, we come up with knowledge we have gathered in school days which we never apply in our own life, we all want to keep a NOBEL winer inside though !!! What if all the GREAT-MIND goes behind the SILENCE ?!? ---it is not that far away when this planet will be filled with BLOGGERs only ---GUST A THOUGHT
I spend 10 years writing this poem
HAVE BEEN IN LOVE IN MY LIFE THREE TIME YET LOVE HAS NOT LOVED ME SO AM ALWAYS LOOKING FOR IT
true story
You be there for some REASON I make better for my MISSION, Away You meet there for some VISION I seat bare for the SEASON, You May You cross every your ALLY I toss every single BALLET, You say You be there for some REASON I st
Green leaf branches stretching The sun's glinting eye Awake the sleeping Barren branch Now blossoms in the sun Bud's open to the glow The rays of sun Life blossem to make The leaf grow Rise up into the sun Glistens from the heat A
Im tired....we olse the time ..every time....our shapes are changing....our life details are changing....at the end...we dy....we finish
Red barren dust from the ground the Sound you are their My precious The sound from within The lure of greed tainted Man's soul For lie in the barren soil unseen Sound of metal and mans greed Bright yellow Destroyer of man's soul Man'
true stort
When he didnt say goodbye
It´s pleasant to spend time sleeping out, waking up, don`t have to jump up in a hurry, cozy breakfast, enough time doing things for yourself, everything you have to do ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Batterd and bruised Wind and rain Rivers flow deep Rivers flow high Enters towns and Villagers you don't care Batterd you blow Your torment no bound From oceans deep Your cyclones rage We call you names Ciara Dennis the menace
I felt sad when I wrote this, because in reality, eventually, we all die and leave loved ones behind. But I was happy too, because being with someone to the very end, may make life so happy, that when you die its just another thing you share with that someone. So really, death doesn't have to be a sad thing. At least I don't believe so.
Oh year! Oh year! where did you go, Will the next be any better we would all like to know. I ask the new will you make us glad, That this time this coming year will not be as bad. It's no stopping the quickness,' as we have served ones like you
Tere Mere Baare Men Baaten Hogi Taare Men Dil Gali Yaaro Men Ab K Bar
To the person who make the heart too fast. And made everything so new!
I’d like to be a nest if you were a little bird. I’d like to be a scarf if you were a neck and were cold. If you were music, I’d be an ear. If you were water, I’d be a glass. If you were light, I’d be an eye. If you were a foot, I’d
Looking Looking Nice But Looking Like That Ice . . . BEWArE LOVE is a THIEF, You will loose everything !!!
Inspired by cooking dahl
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sure right now, there are people all over the world who are just like you. They’re lonely. They’re missing somebody. They’re in love with someone they probably shouldn’t be in love with. They have secrets you wouldn’t believe. They wish, dream, hope
one day i will leave this world and never come back.... my parents and my family and my friends will cry to see me dead.... my friends will miss me when they sit together,but they will never hear my laugh,my voice.they will not be able to see m
It's Valentine day and as I went to gym, though that it is absolutely necessarily to write a poem about valentines day!
for my little friend jj
its like a riddle.
just an idea
I love and lost really to love again Love have no boundaries or no color
A story
particularly fond maternal affection once offered
what is good for you is not good for any one else.
The rain falls gently on the rooftops, A soft patter that never stops, In the darkness of the night, The raindrops shimmer in the light. The world is hushed, the streets are still, As the rain continues its gentle trill, The leaves rustle in
And the past is gone, confined to history,we live for today its as far as we can see, but, history has a story to tell, it shows the future, it shows it well, because everything goes around and around, well, at least thats what I've found, so history
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