Tuesday, May 25, 2010

A Mother's Memory

A Mother's Memory
In my dreams I revisit,
All the bonds that we once knew.
I awake with empty feelings,
A void that's left from missing you.

There is no end to what I'd give,
If I could hear you say
My name, and ask me as you would,
Just how was my day.

Was I hungry, was I cold,
Was there needs that you could meet.
And if there was, through all your pain,
A smile replaced your grief.

To feel your touch or warm embrace,
"I love you," whispered in my ear.
No sweeter words, could there be spoken,
Than these words I hold dear.

I see you in the evening shadows,
Feel you gently in the wind.
Smell you in the flowers fragrance,
Your life for me will never end.

I hear your laughter, and singing softly,
Relive the memories from our past.
To me you were the dearest mother,
Your leaving's more than I can grasp.

Yet no bitter feelings linger,
Only wishes which can't come true.
I play back all I remember,
From the Mother of my youth.

by William mae

Some People

 Some people wait years
to find a love to hold
dear to their hearts. I'd
like to think I've done the
same with waiting for you.
I gave multiple minutes to unworthy
suitors, but none of that compares
to the months and months I want
to give to you.

Some people live their lives
in solitude. Making due with
friends and family, but
never having someone next
to them when morn turns
to eve. I'm more than glad
that I have you from January
to December and all over again.

Some people let others tear
them down instead of standing
strong. Some people but not me.
I'd walk barefoot through the Gobi
Desert just to hold your hand. Climb
Mt. Everest with a tank top and shorts
on just to see you smile. I'd live my
life alone for a hundred years if it
meant I could hold you for
one night.

Some people never know love or
kindness. Never get to stay up late
with a loved one. Never have anyone
to let their walls down to. Some people
never have anyone, but not me. I'm
that somebody that has you.

*For Shawn :] I love you ]
by Flower Child

Love is Blind Faith

Love is Blind Faith
By Jeff Weiner

time, winding through our lives,
stopping from moment to moment
to let us see its hands,
do you embrace them or fear them,

Hearts beating will find each other
At the most unexpected times,
Not knowing when love will come
But surely knowing when we are in it,

Fear of our past will stop us
From taking a leap of faith,
If we dont jump in with both feet
We will always regret the doubt,

Jump blindly where the heart leads
Having faith the landing is soft,
The most beautiful love is found
In the hands of time when not looking


जिंदगी का आईना
हर वक्त बदलता है
आईने के सामने
बनाते बिगाड़ते चेहरे
कल के चेहरे में
आज का रंग भर देते हैं
कल की पहचान बना देते है

आईना झूठ नहीं कहता
चेहरे का सच हम जानते है
फिर भी कल को छोड़
कल को देखते है
आज की तस्वीर बनाते है
कल को बदलने की चाह में
आइने में आज संवारते है

आईने की सच्चाई
मन में फ़िर भी रहती है
झूठ को कचोटती है
लेकिन सच को छुपाती है
फिर आँखे मूँद सपने सजते है
प्रशन भी आज उठते है
हकीकत किस से छिपा रहे हैं?
-प्रतिबिम्ब बड़थ्वाल

From - (http://merachintan.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_19.html)

Awesome Words....

उँगलियाँ यूँ न सब पर उठाया करो

खर्च करने से पहले कमाया करो

ज़िन्दगी क्या है खुद ही समझ जाओगे
बारिशों में पतंगें उड़ाया करो

दोस्तों से मुलाक़ात के नाम पर

नीम की पत्तियों को चबाया करो

शाम के बाद जब तुम सहर देख लो

कुछ फ़क़ीरों को खाना खिलाया करो

चाँद सूरज कहाँ, अपनी मंज़िल कहाँ

ऐसे वैसों को मुँह मत लगाया करो --Rahat Indauri


बिवी, बेटी, बहन, पड़ोसन
थोड़ी थोड़ी सी सब में ,

दिन भर इक रस्सी के ऊपर
चलती नटनी जैसी माँ.

बेसन की सोंधी रोटी पर
खट्टी चटनी जैसी माँ ,
याद आती है चौका-बासन
चिमटा फुकनी जैसी माँ

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Monday, March 8, 2010

I Feel All Of Them In You-JAMES T. ADAIR

I Feel All Of Them In You

There are women
so soft they can slide like silk

across your skin
Whose mouths are like rose petals
Whose tongues are like brandy
There are women
So gentle
Their whispers make you melt
Or who make you close your eyes
as a chill runs down your spine
and you wonder what was felt
There are women
So tender they warm your heart
with a word
never once feeling bored
There are women
Some so slender
Your arms slip right down their waist
And make you want to have a taste
There are women
So loving they stay on your mind
night and day
and it never goes away
There are women
So bright, they shine day and night
like a beacon, pure and white
There are women
so playful
all you want to do is laugh and play
even more on a rainy day
There are women
so friendly you can't help but stay
And miss them when they're away
There are women
so sporty you can take them on a run
and participate in any fun
There are women
So affectionate you cannot resist their charms
And find yourself ever in their arms
There are women
so deep your heart feels their touch
and wonders about them much
But it's funny the feeling that is shining through
I feel all of these women inside of you

Songs for My Mother by Anna Hempstead Branch

I. Her Hands

My mother's hands are cool and fair,
They can do anything.
Delicate mercies hide them there
Like flowers in the spring.

When I was small and could not sleep,
She used to come to me,
And with my cheek upon her hand
How sure my rest would be.

For everything she ever touched
Of beautiful or fine,
Their memories living in her hands
Would warm that sleep of mine.

Her hands remember how they played
One time in meadow streams, --
And all the flickering song and shade
Of water took my dreams.

Swift through her haunted fingers pass
Memories of garden things; --
I dipped my face in flowers and grass
And sounds of hidden wings.

One time she touched the cloud that kissed
Brown pastures bleak and far; --
I leaned my cheek into a mist
And thought I was a star.

All this was very long ago
And I am grown; but yet
The hand that lured my slumber so
I never can forget.

For still when drowsiness comes on
It seems so soft and cool,
Shaped happily beneath my cheek,
Hollow and beautiful.

II. Her Words

My mother has the prettiest tricks
Of words and words and words.
Her talk comes out as smooth and sleek
As breasts of singing birds.

She shapes her speech all silver fine
Because she loves it so.
And her own eyes begin to shine
To hear her stories grow.

And if she goes to make a call
Or out to take a walk
We leave our work when she returns
And run to hear her talk.

We had not dreamed these things were so
Of sorrow and of mirth.
Her speech is as a thousand eyes
Through which we see the earth.

God wove a web of loveliness,
Of clouds and stars and birds,
But made not any thing at all
So beautiful as words.

They shine around our simple earth
With golden shadowings,
And every common thing they touch
Is exquisite with wings.

There's nothing poor and nothing small
But is made fair with them.
They are the hands of living faith
That touch the garment's hem.

They are as fair as bloom or air,
They shine like any star,
And I am rich who learned from her
How beautiful they are.

Courage by Fion Lim

Courage is not only gifted to the few brave ones,
It is something that lies within you,
Where you can draw upon its strength and power,
In times of crisis, fears and decisions.

Courage is not something mysterious or unattainable,
It is something that you can exercise in your daily life choices,
You can let it bring to you untraveled paths,
And make you more conscious and aware of your life.

Courage does not have to roar to be heard,
It does not mean being totally fearless and being invincible,
It could mean taking actions, taking risks, taking a stand,
Standing up for yourself, standing by your choices,
And sticking to your dreams when others jeered.

Courage could be the will to live in spite of the struggles,
In spite of your fears and phobias, in spite of what others said,
In spite of criticisms and disapproval, in spite of mistakes and failures,
In spite of everything that stands between you and your dreams.

Courage could mean trying over and over again when you failed,
Admitting that you are sorry when you are in the wrong,
Saying I love you when your love is angry,
Having a baby when the idea of being a parent scared you,
Listening to your heart when others called you a fool,
Following your dreams even when others discouraged you,
And staying true to yourself when others want you in another way.

Hold steadfast to your dreams, your heart and yourself,
And courage will not abandon you,
But follows you whenever you choose to go.

Beautiful Woman by Fion Lim

Beautiful woman,
come out and play,
reveal your inner treasures.

The sparkle in your eyes,
the natural swing in your walk,
you radiate excitement and enthusiasm.

You need no latest fashion,
No expensive hair cuts,
No blinding big accessories.

You glow in your passions,
passionate in your pursuits,
you know what you are made of.

You are not easily bothered,
by the mindless opinions of others,
you know very well where you want to go.

you are a joy to watch,
an inspiration to others,
your pure soul an endless marvel.

Beautiful woman,
let your brilliance shine through,
your eyes speak of true inner beauty.

A Mother's Love by Fion Lim

How deep is a mother's love?
How far does a mother's love go?
Is there a limit to her love?
Is there always enough of her love?

A mother will for the love of her children,
Do the things ordinary beings will not do,
Things that are seen as a bother,
She has them done without much fuss.

Always making sure there is ample food for all,
Hiding her countless worries for her children,
Swallowing anger when her pride is bruised,
Forgiving the very child who hurt her feelings.

Taking under her loving and gentle wings,
The little children of her own children,
Pouring her unmatched devotion and affection,
Spelling out the great depth of her endless love.

Now tell me can you measure a mother's love?

Life Still Has A Meaning

If there is a future there is time for mending-
Time to see your troubles coming to an ending.

Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow-
If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.

If there is time for wishing then there is time for hoping-
When through doubt and darkness you are blindly groping.

Though the heart be heavy and hurt you may be feeling-
If there is time for praying there is time for healing.

So if through your window there is a new day breaking-
Thank God for the promise, though mind and soul be aching,

If with harvest over there is grain enough for gleaning-
There is a new tomorrow and life still has meaning.


Women of courage, women of strength ,
Women of faith and devotion.
Mothers of children with spirits so strong
Who may have unbridled imaginations. REFRAIN: They are women, women of courage
They are Christians, towers of strength.
They are women who put Jesus first in life
Show’ ring His love on all those they greet. Women with losses, women who love,
Whose strength and whose courage comes from above,
Whether they're mothers; or loving Aunties,
It's plain to see Jesus’ love shines through them. REFRAIN: They are women, women of courage
They are Christians, towers of strength.
They are women who put Jesus first in life
Show’ring His love on all those they greet. Women I work with, women I know,
Whether at church, or other places I go.
Women whose spirits are battered by pain,
But Christ lifts them up, and they go on again. REFRAIN: They are women, women of courage
They are Christians, towers of strength.
They are women who put Jesus first in life
Show’ring His love on all those they greet.

Kathy L. Goings

Thursday, February 18, 2010


I Don't Need To See You
To Love You
I Only Need To Know You're There

I Don't Need To Feel You
To Have You Touch My Heart
I Only Need To Know You Care

I Don't Need To Look Into Your Eyes
To Believe That This Is Real
I Only Need To Understand
What You Think And Feel
Love, It Is A Feeling
That Can't Be Seen

And Though,
I Would Love To Have You Here To Hold
Just By Having You In My Life
I Have Everything
I Love You

Yo'are Someone Special

With each day that passes
I find myself investing more and more
Into this relationship;
Faith, hope, trust,
and even my dreams....

If there were a reason to keep living,
I've found ten thousand in you....
This is what you've done to me,
And continue to do....

Because of this and more,
You're Someone Special In My Life

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Without You!

Without You!
When I came to you
I had nothing.
Then you offered
me your heart
and I had everything.
I could feel your soul
within mine.
My life had meaning.
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You became my reason
for being.
You were my dawn in
the morning.
You were my single star
on a clear night.
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You were the scent
of roses in the garden.
You made my life
as fresh as the air after
a spring rain.
You made me alive.

Without you I feel empty.
My morning is without
its dawn.
My night without
its star.
My soul has no
companion without
your love.

Together we are
Apart we are nothing.
Together we have meaning.
Together we are..ONE

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Your Laugh Is like a Silver Bell

Your laugh is like a silver bell:
Clean and light and free;
Just like the hours of happiness
Your friendship brings to me.
You're like a room of sweet wind chimes
Enlightened by a breeze,
Or like an open, grassy field
Dotted with old trees.
I'm grateful for the things you do,
But more for what you are:
A breath of clear, bright open sea,
Of life beyond the bar.

By Turlough O'Carolan.  Sequenced by Barry Taylor.

You Are to Me a Very Special Sun

You are to me a very special sun
That shines upon a world few ever see,
A world I'm shy to show to everyone,
That hides its urgent truth from even me.
Without your light it is a world of darkness;
Its heaven and its hell lie fast asleep.
With you as sole and sympathetic witness,
The words come forth from out my vasty deep.
And so I cannot be myself without you;
No one is whole without some loving friend.
There is a quiet joy in me about you
That lets me say what I need not defend.
Long may we serve each other to give light
To all the loveliness that haunts the night.

Sequenced by Curtis Clark, at The Internet Renaissance Band  .