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Wednesday, December 30, 2009
True Love
love me tomorrow
together we will erase all over our sorrows
in the glorious heavens is where we settle
rains upon us
a dozen rose pedals
each rose representing the love i see
when your sparkling eyes gaze upon me
as the red roses blossom in the rainy spring
let us fly into the sunset with our angel wings
putting this puzzle together part by part
half of my love
and half of your heart
now we have a beautiful creation
that was sent from above
One heart that is filled with love
--- by Unknown
Friday, December 25, 2009
15 Most unique coiffure
Various human way to express themselves, usually means they will have a different motivation. There's reply because I wanted to be and to look for attention, no reply was as pleased with the trend of the world, some are probably idly wrote.
Below is a collection of models most eccentric haircuts. It consists of various people, from children, women, adult men. Their coiffure may be trendsetters by you? Dare? Let's see coiffure most bizarre, funny and unusual:
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Respect the love and feellings of a person who loves you....
Once upon a time a Bird fall in love with a white Rose.
One day He proposed her but She refused. She said I don't love you.
But Bird daily came and proposed her. Then white rose said when I'll turn into red colour I'll love u. One day bird came and cut his wings and spread his blood on the rose and rose turned into red. Then rose realized How much the bird love her! But it was too late. The bird was dead..!
So,respect the love and feellings of a person Who loves you..
SORRY.. :(
Starting a new post with a "sorry" is quite unusual, but I want to say you "sorry" for last couple of days I was unable to give any fresh posts. However,I'm confident,you liked my previous posts on poems of mine and others.
I guess you understand that giving fresh posts at a regular pace need some efforts and a lot of patience. Its not that writing regularly is quite a difficult task, but needs commitment and dedication.
Very recently,a good friend of mine sent me a cool sms about love. Personally I found the sms extremely thoughtful and life-learning. You will see that in the following post.
I felt so glad for many of you gave your valuable comments and thereby inspired me much.. Again,all kinds of such feedback and/or new idea will be highly appreciated.
I wish you have a colorful winter season. CHEERS!
Saturday, November 28, 2009
ENJOY EID
Pray for all who can not enjoy
Lend a hand who can not enjoy
Think for all who can not enjoy
GO to just one who can not enjoy
He will pray for you
He will think for you
He will certainly enjoy
You will indeed enjoy
Think over it, U will enjoy
Believe it, U will enjoy
Just do it today and ahead
I swear to GOD, U will enjoy
by- SAJID
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
"OH MY FACEBOOK FRIEND", by-- M M Asifus Sadat.
Oh my facebook friend
Again I feel so glad
Oh my facebook friend
My heart shakes seeing your wall post,
Seeing all those colorful pictures of yours
My heart becomes full of joy.
Oh my facebook friend
I need you be with me in every turn of my life,
Its my heartful pleasure
To staying connected with you.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
"I CAN DO ANYTHING FOR YOU",by-- M M Asifus Sadat.
I can do anything for you,
I can bring the moon for you.
I can visit the whole world on foot for you,
I can fight with a tiger for you.
I can do anything for you,
I can do bank robbery for you.
I can swim the English channel for you,
I can wait my entire life only for you.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
A Valentine Poem for My ____
On Valentine’s Day, the day of affection,
My thoughts naturally turn in your direction.
I think of many things, big and small
That you’ve given to me and given your all.
You see me always in the kindest light;
You’re a glow in my life, golden and bright.
I’m thankful for the happy ties that bind
Me to you in our family, and I’d like to remind
You of all the special memories I treasure.
Having you in my life is nothing but pleasure!
You’re a walking example of how to live,
How to share, how to teach, how to love, how to give.
Please accept this Valentine poem,
warm from the heart of your _____
By Joanna Fuchs
Thursday, November 19, 2009
If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.
- Courtney Kuchta -
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
What I Love About You
What I Love About You
I love the way you look at me,
Your eyes so bright and blue.
I love the way you kiss me,
Your lips so soft and smooth.
I love the way you make me so happy,
And the ways you show you care.
I love the way you say, "I Love You,"
And the way you're always there.
I love the way you touch me,
Always sending chills down my spine.
I love that you are with me,
And glad that you are mine.
- Crystal Jansen -
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
"MAD IN LOVE WITH YOU", by M M Asifus Sadat
MAD IN LOVE WITH YOU
M M Asifus Sadat
I'm just mad in love with you
It's not all my fault,
Damn it! Because you are
So so beautiful and hot also.
I'm just mad in love with you
Want to marry you,
Want to hear desperately
Nothing more but a single yes.
I'm just mad in love with you
Don't know whats in your mind,
To make you love me also
I'll bet my whole life.
I'm just mad in love with you
Please nod your head and say yes,
I promise will never hurt you
My love is so pure-only the God know this.
Monday, November 16, 2009
"TOGETHER U & ME", by M M Asifus Sadat
TOGETHER U & ME
M M Asifus Sadat
Together U & Me
Will make a happy tomorrow,
That will be full of fun
Not a single sorrow.
Together U & Me
Will share all our passion,
Each day we will make love
Full of inspiration.
Together U & Me
It's our endless journey,
Only to see you happy
I'll make a lot of money.
Together U & Me
Nothing can separate us,
Everything so nice & fine
Till the final end.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
"BABY I LOVE YOU", by- M M Asifus Sadat
"BABY I LOVE YOU"
by-M M Asifus Sadat
Baby I love you
I love you but still can't say,
My love is so bright
As the mighty sun-ray.
Baby I love you
Don't know you love me or not,
You have occupied my heart
Because you are God damn hot!
Baby I love you
With all my heart,
You can't deny my love
Otherwise I'll become a nerd.
Baby I love you
I need you so badly,
If you don't accept my love
I will pass rest of my life so sadly.
Baby I love you
If you say only once a yes,
I'll be the most happiest man on earth
No doubt about that!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
A picture of my ideal mate
Thursday, November 12, 2009
"GOD", by Kazi Nazrul Islam
by- Kazi Nazrul Islam (click "here" to learn about Kazi)
Who are you, my friend,
searching for God in heaven
and the underworld?
Who are you- searching
through the wilderness
and mountain peaks?
It's a pity- O Rishis and Dervishes,
you go on searching for Him
from country to country
while holding the Jewel of the Heart
in your own heart!
The whole creation looks at you
while your own eyes are shut.
You search for the creator
instead of searching for your self.
O self-inflicted Blind- open your eyes,
look at yourself in the mirror.
You'll see- His shadow falls on your body.
Don't shudder, Hero,
don't be intimidated
by the scholars of the scriptures-
they're not God's "private secretaries!"
We all are His manifestation,
He is present in us all.
Seeing myself, I see the unseen Creator.
The merchants at the seaport trade in gems.
But never ask them where the gems are mined.
They are merely traders of gems,
but they think that they know where the mine is too!
They have never taken a dive
into the fathomless depth of the gem-bearing ocean.
Instead of messing with the scriptures,
my friend, dive right into
the ocean of Truth!
Monday, November 9, 2009
"POVERTY", by Kazi Nazrul Islam
by- Kazi Nazrul Islam (click "here" to learn about Kazi)
O Poverty! You've made me great
You've bestowed upon me honor
like Christ was honored by his crown of thorns.
O Saint! You have given me
the irrepressible courage to speak freely.
formidable naked eyes, a razor-sharp tongue!
Your curse has turned my lyre into a sword!
O Arrogant Saint! Your intolerable flame
has tarnished my radiant gold,
it has prematurely dried up
my beauty, flavor, life.
Whenever I reach out with my lean cupped hands
to receive an offering of beauty,
O Hungry One, you step ahead
and drink it all up.
My idyllic dreamland
turns into a dreary desert.
My eyes cast showers of fire
on my own beauty!
My pain-laden, yellow-stemmed desires
want to blossom like fragrant shefali.
O Cruel, you chop them off like a woodcutter!
My heart begins to glitter
like dew drops of an autumn morning
from the dew-laden earth's crystalline drops of mercy.
O Sun, your scorching heat
dries up every drop of it!
I pale even under the earth's soothing shadow!
My dream of beauty and bliss shatters!
You pour liquid poison down my throat
and tell me: "What good is nectar?-
No burning, no intoxication , no madness!
O you weak mortal- it's not for you
to strive for immortality
in this world of sorrow!
You're like serpent- born of burning pain!
You're to stay inside thickets of thorns
weaving garlands of flowers.
I stamp on your forehead
this mark of pain!"
So I sing, weave garlands, with my throat burning,
my entire body stricken with serpent bites!....
Like the unforgiving Durbasa,
you go from door to door with your begging sack.
Sometimes you appear at night
before a happily married couple
telling them in your harsh voice "Listen,
you fools- this earth is not a pleasure garden!
There are wants, separation, sadness,
hurtful lovers, beds of thorns- taste those now!"
Instantly, the paradise is overtaken by grief,
the light goes off, and the deadly night
feels too long!
Starved, thin, you walk the street,
suddenly knitting yout eyebrows at some sight.
Your angry eyes cast arrows of fire- pestilence,
famine, cyclones strike the land!
Pleasure gardens burn, palaces explodes!
Your rule of law has only one sentence- death!
You don't transgress to modesty.
What you want is the blunt expression
of stark nakedness!
You don't even know what it is
to be hesitant or ashamed.
You raise high the heads that are bent low.
Those on their march of death
war ropes around their necks
with smiling faces!
With the fire of want burning inside them everyday,
you practice death-sacrifice
in diabolical pleasure!
You pull Lakshmi's crown down to dust.
Striking on Sarada's lyre-strings- what tune
do you want to pay, O Virtuoso?
All the tunes turn into cries of pain!
Yesterday at dawn I heard a shehnaj
playing a mournful tune.
As if the shehnaj player was weeping,
calling for someone to return home.
The tune was carrying with it
the hearts of the brides to their beloved
faraway waiting anxiously to return home.
Friends ask: "Why are you wiping your eyes,
your mascara?"...
I hear the shehnaj again this morning
playing the same mournful call.
The pale shefalikas are falling to the ground
like a smile on a widow's face- spreading
a soft fragrance in the air.
The butterflies are dancing restlessly
on their wings, intoxicated,
numbing the flowers with their kisses.
The bees' wings are yellow from pollen,
their bodies smeared with honey.
Suddenly, new life
seems to spring up everywhere!
Unconsciously, I sing a welcoming song of joy!
My eyes are filled with tears!
As if someone has tied a Rakhi
of my union with the earth!
The earth offers me a gift of flowers
with her dirt-covered hands- as if
she's my youngest darling daughter!
Then I startle!-
It's you, O Cruel Saint! You have appeared
in my child- crying at home, who hasn't had
anything to eat since yesterday
Hungry- you cry in my home everyday!
My darling child, I haven't been able
to feed you even a few drops of milk!
I have no right to be joyful.
Poverty is intolerable- yet
it appears in my home everyday
as my child and my wife!
Who will play the lyre?
Where will I see the happy smile of the Beautiful?
Where will I find the honey drink?
I've drunk, instead, a glass of dhutura poison-
flowing out as my tears!
Even today I hear the shehnaj again-
playing the same mournful tune.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Fort Hood (Texas) Millitary base shooting incidence
Major Nidal Hasan
Friday, November 6, 2009
The winning affirmation
Dream to become a good doctor
Thursday, September 24, 2009
My birthday
Friday, August 28, 2009
1st friday of this Ramadan month
Unfortunately, I missed the "JUMA" prayer today. My mom & I went to my doctors chamber today at about 10am. There we had to wait nearly half an hour. Doctor changed my drugs,some he cut,some drugs he readjusted,while some he added newly. Then he advised us for some tests. It was huge.. 8 in total. My mom & I was very happy upon my doctor,maybe today is friday & there were no rush of patients. I dont't know why but I became a fan of him. I respect him with all my heart, bcoz surely he is a respectable personality and also a highly efficient doctor.
1st friday of this Ramadan month
Unfortunately, I missed the "JUMA" prayer today. My mom & I went to my doctors chamber today at about 10am. There we had to wait nearly half an hour. Doctor gave new drugs,some he cut,some drugs he readjusted. Then he advised us for some tests. It was huge.. 8 in total. My mom & I was very happy upon my doctor,mayb today is friday & there were no rush of patient. I dont't know why but I became a fan of him. I respect him with all my heart, bcoz he respectable personality and is highly efficient doctor.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Ramadan Month
Monday, August 24, 2009
24th August,2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Why my ex g/f kicked my ass?
Saturday, July 18, 2009
How procrastination can harm you? (Part 1 out of 3)
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Where God resides?
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Few of my favourite quotes.
(2) wHo wILL cRy wHeN yOu dIe?
(3) eVErY ChILd Is BOrN ToDaY nEeDs lOvE To gRoW iNsIdE HiS/hEr SOuL.