Collection of PoEmS n StOrIeS
personal and contributed by friends
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LIFE
Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beautiful, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realise it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is costly, care for it.
Life is wealth, keep it.
Life is love, enjoy it.
Life is mystery, know it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is a sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is life, fight for it.
~Mother Teresa~ (contributed by Mr.F.K Phang)
Just Saying I Love You...
When I’m with you
Time just flies by way too fast
and when I’m with you
I‘m always wish forever it would last
When I see you
My heart brightens up from it’s gloomy day
and when I see you
I run out of words of love to say
You hold on me is captivating
my heart shall eternally belong to you
And I know no one could ever love you
like I will always love you
I need to feel you with me
take your hand
hope to make U understand
how much you’ll always mean to me,
and be the world in your life
I don’t know how to say “I love you”
any better than I already have
and I don’t know how to let U into my heart
anymore than I previously have
I’ve shown the world how I feel
and I hope now you see it’s very very real
I hope we never part ways
and one day we can share, forever, the rest of our days
I know that I will always love you-
And this heart will always belong for you
by Jack Phoenix
dedicated fr ADYM
Life's Journey
I dedicated this poem to my beloved cyber sis,
the late Diane aka Chevee_24 dep. 1st.May,1998
"May your soul rest in peace Sis..."
Life's a journey
Short or long
Tinged with sadness
Bright with song
Sometimes painful
Sometimes gay
Winding onward
Day by day
Life's a journey
To a friend
God is waiting
At its end.
Here, alone.
Cold around. An unnatural sense of lost.
A Palpable sensation of fear.
This room is an enormous white cloud.
I feel something. Known.
I take a breath. Trying to understand.
It's a scent.
A wonderful scent.
A delicate scent.
The feel of you.
Of what could be.
Of what it's real in my dreams.
The sweetness of the touch.
A kiss of a baby.
Nothing malicious.
Nothing false.
Nothing material.
The love itself is astonished by the passion.
Tina is there.
The same is here.
In my heart.
The Wings of my Butterfly are colors in the night.
The colors of my life.
~by Dii
How often I wish
That I am far from
This hurtful world
Far away in that
Fair land where no hurt prevails.
How often I wish
That no feelings can be
Shielded from tongue
By an impregnable suit of amour.
How often I wish
That thoughts are not
So thoughtlessly transferred
Into sharp,hurtful words.
~WOB 5/5/98
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People who are afraid of themselves
multiply themselves into families
and so divide themselves
and so become less afraid.
People who might have to go out
into clanging stranger's laughter,
crowd under roofs make compacts
to no more than smile at each other.
People who might meet their own faces
or surprise their own faces in doorways
build themselves rooms without mirrors
and live between walls without echoes.
People who might meet other faces
and unknown voices arouind corners
build themselves roooms all mirrors
and live between walls all echoes.
People who are afraid to go naked
clothe themselves in families, houses,
but are still afraid of death
because death one day will undress them.
Composed by Wilson Wong,Australia.
four, five, six, seven...four hundred and eighty nine?
maybe more, maybe less
my head is in a mess.
I think of things
which clatter my head
and my soul cries out for guidance
but all I hear is the sound, of silence.
Tell me what you see
when you think of me
do you paint the rough north sea?
when you think of me?
My body searches
for a peace within a war
a time for rest lies on the horizon
somewhere along the sky of crimson.
~Contributed by Kristjan H.
Wish Mr Moon would shine upon you,
that I'll be the star,
the brightest star up in the sky,
that I'll even lay under the milky way
for as long as time doesnt stop ticking,
Moon and star,
they are the perfect match together,
when you put them together,
I'll promise to be your star
and you promise to my moon,
doesn't matter come what may,
for as long as
there is moon there is star,
Moon and star,
will never stop shining ,
never stop giving hope to those who believe in its
shine,
moon and star are forever.
~written by Jolene, edited by Yours Truly
In life as much is mine
as I can hold in me, inside
a wind will wipe out the rest
like a smile from the face
I am the sun which warms up all of You
with my heat and only
Oh irony! - I will perish from that heat
but that's nothing...
I'll be collecting pieces
Till the end of time
from a magic mirror which was broken
when so beauty was the life
Noce sa takie zimne, dni takie puste
a syrena która widzialem przedwczoraj
luski gubila jak lzy srebrne
daleko stad zakwitly kwiaty pamieci
doznania wielkie, i woda i piesni
czarna twarz wetknieta w ramiona
A twym ramionom sil nie stalo
by objac moje zmeczone cialo
a zapach dzikiej rózy juz tylko w pamieci
drzy srebrna kropla na platku tesknoty
the three horses of Apocalypse
is running along my ground
the three rides is living in my house
my guard angel
pissed out
on the grave of hope
Contributed by PanYan, Poland 2003
"Honest when in poverty
Be patient when in anger
Have perseverance when in defeat
Be courageous when in distress
Be simple when in wealth
Be polite when in authority"
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