a hopefull life

Waiting is pleasure,
sometimes it makes pain.
Every one have to wait for something,
it gives pleasure and hope.
Hope leads to a long life,
life will make happy to someone.
If you didn’t have any one to wait,
just wait for a good dream,
some times it helps you
to get an unforgettable life in earth.
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
no one can avoid waiting ....if yes..there is no life..
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money makes pain...

We need money to live better
Someone lives for money
And others living in money
Others are not aware about money
Someone kills and someone killed for it
And started war only for this
Finally every one goes to end
Which cannot stop by money?
So money will make more pain…
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
its not good to live only for money...
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I will remember

one who loved me so much
once asked,what should i give you
to remember me always,
i replayed , you just tell me
to forget you...
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
she left me, but i remember her always
bcuz she told me to forget her....
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a profile is nothing..

she wants my profile
just to calculate my value of mind ,
which reveals love and honest.
nothing to hide and nothing to add later.
she is online and waiting for it.
i failed to fill the coloumns.
but , i tried to write something
and filled blanks with words like these;
everything is in my mind, it can show all.
i wish to open it, to get love and care from you.
but it coverd with trust and belief.
so i couldnt breake my beliefs and trust..
sometimes we never think twice..!
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
everyone need more care and loving.
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Ever Memorable Star !

the finale curtain is done,
and star is behind the screen now
he is singing a ever memorable song
which we cannot hear and see him
but he is still in his work
with a motive to make it perfect
tears in our eyes with endless love in mind
nobody can share it
and there is no one like him.
and i dedicated these lines to my
favourite; michale jackson.
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
to michale jackson
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UNDERSTANDING...

How to tell you to understand me very well
Understanding is not easy as you think
If it is between two souls
And more if they are more honest and truthful
I am sure you will take more time to do this
But how can I wait for you
To live without a dear and near
Understand me is so simple
If you are honest and humble
Then you never take more time
Bcuz you just need to take the way to
Think about your feels to understand me
But it is not easy as you think
If you are trying to cheat me and your soul…
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
HOW CAN SHE UNDERSTAND ME...IF I SAY LIKE THIS..?
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hope about future..

We think, we are very famous here,
In our family and friends,
And we making a wall between everything,
And fails to understand that,
We are strangers here,
May some one can realize us
But more of them not.
We are very proud about relationships but,
that we have done
We couldn’t get it, perfectly.
if we show our heart, they doubt it
We used to say, we are fine and o.k.
but forget what really happened,
We have a role in a drama,
and waiting a good future everytime...
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
human life in this earth is not predictable.
happening strange things evry day..
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need to make trust...

I never forget that moment
when i connected to connecting singles
and started to share my feelings to others
who never make feel, as i am alone here.
i came here to connect one !
but i did with many,
they are sharing feelings and emotions,
they are not thinking about their limits,
and says there is no boundaries in earth,
while some one makes walls in their minds,
that never satisfies them in the earth.
we don't have any time to waste
but need to make some trust !
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
who can forget that moment...?
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why did she kill that child..?

One day I was passing a door of a labor room in a hospital
I heard a scream of a lady from inside that room
I felt she was suffering more pain that cannot control her
It hurt my inner soul and I asked one of the bystanders there
Who is crying and why she is doing like this?
One told me, she is doing an abortion by a doctor
Doctor trying to put medicine to her uterus
To cut all relationships from that mother with the child
That procedure touches into that motherhood
And it was not sufferable for her
That makes more pain than pain of a delivery of a child...
After half an hour she came out and walked slowly to home
And she will come back tomorrow to complete the procedure
And to clear all deposits inside
Tonight she cannot sleep well
Bcuz the medicine will clean all connection of that child from her
I thought why she ready to do that...
Thousands of couples are spending millions for a child
And for their dream to come true...
I thought she killed that child anyway
It may be a boy or girl with their face on earth….
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
a true experience from a hospital...
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LIFE

I wished to get a flower
but i got thorn
and managed that faith
with my belief
now i reached the heaven of life...
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Posted: Jul 2009
About this poem:
unexpected happenings in life, leads to think twice.
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a little star

In a snowy morning, I found a little star lay in the garden

I remember it falls from sky, last night
But still it is the garden,
Willing not to go back to sky
May be its love rejected by any star, that loved too much.
I felt sad, and she is still in the garden.
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
the hint from a song
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My friend’s family and a bike

I am sure; it was very nice to see my friend
Who was very happy in his life before his marriage?
And he was very comfort in his bike to sit and in ride on it.
Its seat was very comfortable,
And he can easily move on it, forward or back.
But he started to share this comfort seat when he got married
And his wife was not fat at all, and they managed it very well
They traveled days and years on it with that comfortable seat.
But surroundings are not even better, they got two kids
The first one is a daughter and a son
But my friend never stops riding the bike with family
They are on the bike every day to travel anywhere else
And now I found, my friend is not happier than before
He cannot sit on it very well, and is not comfortable now
He is talking about small seat of his bike...
But he is not aware about his kids who are growing every day…
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
many of the poeple is like my friend...
may be you can take it as a joke
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