| Its not a dairy |
| Nor a checklist on my life |
| Its just a thought bubble |
| that forms in my head |
| And POP goes…….. |
| There…….. Its my world to you!!!!!!!!!!!! |
Monday, May 12, 2008
Read on………. Whats happening now………..??????????!!!!!!!
Unconditional Love…….
| Love me the way you do always |
| Untouched by any prejudices |
| Love me the way you do always |
| I've learnt what's being a child again |
| Love me the way you do always |
| For tommorrow may never come |
| Love me the way you do always |
| I shall take these memories up there….. |
| Love me the way you do always |
| Oh! It exhausts me to be there |
| Love me the way you do allways |
| Teach me to measure up with you |
| Don't you ever be tired all the way………………. |
SWEET CHILD OF MINE.......
| close your eyes |
| my little one |
| its dark outside |
| you are home |
| don't fear your mamma's here |
| My angel, my darling |
| you’re my beautiful child |
| I am watching you |
| Till the dawn crept its way |
| Wake up in the golden rays |
| Have your heart filled with a hope of the new day |
| Its just a question of few more years |
| You will be happy to face yet another new world |
| For now let me be part of your existence |
| Allow me your presence |
| Place me those uncountable kisses |
| For who knows when will I run out of them |
Thursday, May 8, 2008
The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do.It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company ...a church ...a home.The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past ...we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way.We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude ...I am convinced that life is 10 percent what happens to me and 90 percent how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our attitudes.
Don't move the way fear makes you move.
Move the way love makes you move.
Move the way joy makes you move.
Don't move the way fear makes you move.
Move the way love makes you move.
Move the way joy makes you move.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
What Good Is Love
I waited for your love in hope,
That ours would come again,
And make me feel the things I felt,
When we were one, back then.
But time and distance have erased,
The things I wished anew,
And now I find myself alone,
Though I am here with you.
What good is love, that does not touch,
What good is love, that gives you pain.
What good is love, that makes you run,
And makes you lost out in the rain.
I traveled to another world,
Out far beyond the one we knew,
I thought that I could live again,
And now I find I'm back with you.
But what of hearts that beat as one,
And what of passion and embrace,
Is it too much to ask of you,
To make these tears of mine erase.
What good is love, that does not touch,
What good is love, that gives you pain.
What good is love, that makes you run,
And makes you lost out in the rain.
Too painful this - to journey back,
To times of love and laughter free,
The times we lay together withA sense of you , a sense of me.
So now, I journey on alone,
Forever wandering, in my thoughts,
And I shall ask you once again,
What good is love.
I waited for your love in hope,
That ours would come again,
And make me feel the things I felt,
When we were one, back then.
But time and distance have erased,
The things I wished anew,
And now I find myself alone,
Though I am here with you.
What good is love, that does not touch,
What good is love, that gives you pain.
What good is love, that makes you run,
And makes you lost out in the rain.
I traveled to another world,
Out far beyond the one we knew,
I thought that I could live again,
And now I find I'm back with you.
But what of hearts that beat as one,
And what of passion and embrace,
Is it too much to ask of you,
To make these tears of mine erase.
What good is love, that does not touch,
What good is love, that gives you pain.
What good is love, that makes you run,
And makes you lost out in the rain.
Too painful this - to journey back,
To times of love and laughter free,
The times we lay together withA sense of you , a sense of me.
So now, I journey on alone,
Forever wandering, in my thoughts,
And I shall ask you once again,
What good is love.
Monday, May 5, 2008
HOW IRONIC.........
Every day just the same
Old rules for the same old game
All I gained was heartache
All I made was one mistake
Now the beds too big without you
Old rules for the same old game
All I gained was heartache
All I made was one mistake
Now the beds too big without you
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