Thursday, 7 October 2010
How To Write A Love Poem
by Marguerite Bonneville
Love poems are a wonderfully romantic gesture and can often express your own thoughts far more eloquently that you could in conversation.
If you have a talent with words, why not take a few quiet moments and try your hand at writing a poem for your lover? Even if it won't win you a literary prize, the person you present it to will most likely treasure it as if it were written by one of the great romantic poets of the nineteenth century. It's another example of people appreciating a personalized gift far more than one that's purchased. What they're really appreciating is the time and effort invested on their behalf.
I'd like to share the story of the first time I received a love poem.
When I was twelve years old I had a crush on Robert, the new boy in my class at school. One afternoon we were waiting at the bus stop after school when he announced that he didn't like me anymore - he was now in love with my best friend, Julie.
I was so incensed by this betrayal that I lunged at him and chased him down the street. He raced into the gutter and I bolted after him just as the bus was pulling in. It hit me from behind and I went down. The bus then ran over my right foot.
A short time later, the ambulance arrived and the driver examined me. He decided that I didn't need hospitalization so he drove me home with instructions to spend the next six weeks in bed. Meanwhile, Robert was distraught as he felt responsible for my accident. He asked the other kids at the bus stop if anyone knew where I lived. One of them did so he walked the two miles to my house. Then he sat across the street wondering if my father would strangle him if he knocked at the front door.
A couple of hours later Robert worked up the courage to confront my father, which turned out to be something of an anti-climax. He walked sheepishly into my room and handed me a piece of paper. He had written a poem for me as he sat across the street from my house. I remember how thrilled I was that someone would write a poem especially for me.
Love poems are a wonderfully romantic gesture and can often express your own thoughts far more eloquently that you could in conversation.
If you have a talent with words, why not take a few quiet moments and try your hand at writing a poem for your lover? Even if it won't win you a literary prize, the person you present it to will most likely treasure it as if it were written by one of the great romantic poets of the nineteenth century. It's another example of people appreciating a personalized gift far more than one that's purchased. What they're really appreciating is the time and effort invested on their behalf.
I'd like to share the story of the first time I received a love poem.
When I was twelve years old I had a crush on Robert, the new boy in my class at school. One afternoon we were waiting at the bus stop after school when he announced that he didn't like me anymore - he was now in love with my best friend, Julie.
I was so incensed by this betrayal that I lunged at him and chased him down the street. He raced into the gutter and I bolted after him just as the bus was pulling in. It hit me from behind and I went down. The bus then ran over my right foot.
A short time later, the ambulance arrived and the driver examined me. He decided that I didn't need hospitalization so he drove me home with instructions to spend the next six weeks in bed. Meanwhile, Robert was distraught as he felt responsible for my accident. He asked the other kids at the bus stop if anyone knew where I lived. One of them did so he walked the two miles to my house. Then he sat across the street wondering if my father would strangle him if he knocked at the front door.
A couple of hours later Robert worked up the courage to confront my father, which turned out to be something of an anti-climax. He walked sheepishly into my room and handed me a piece of paper. He had written a poem for me as he sat across the street from my house. I remember how thrilled I was that someone would write a poem especially for me.
William Shakespeare’s mash love quotes
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers’ tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Source : William Shakespeare’s mash love quotes
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes,
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers’ tears.
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Source : William Shakespeare’s mash love quotes
Thursday, 30 September 2010
USED vs LOVED

While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked up a stone and scratched lines on the side of the car.
In anger, the man took the child's hand and hit it many times not realizing he was using a wrench.
At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.
When the child saw his father with painful eyes he asked, 'Dad when will my fingers grow back?'
The man was so hurt and speechless; he went back to his car and kicked it a lot of times.
Devastated by his own actions. sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches; the child had written 'LOVE YOU DAD'.
The next day that man committed suicide. . ..
Anger and Love have no limits; choose the latter to have a beautiful, lovely life & remember this:
Things are to be used and people are to be loved.
The problem in today's world is that people are used while things are loved.
Let's try always to keep this thought in mind:
Things are to be used, People are to be loved.
Watch your thoughts; they become words.
Watch your words; they become actions.
Watch your actions; they become habits.
Watch your habits; they become character;
Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.
I'm glad a friend forwarded this to me as a reminder.
I hope you have a good day no matter what problems you may face.
It's the only day you'll have before it's over
Saturday, 25 September 2010
The RAINBOW

Look beyond the sadness
To sky that’s filled with light
A rainbow of God’s beauty
Displayed in colors bright
No matter what the heartache
There is a place to see
Colors of a rainbow
Gives spirit harmony
To arch across the sky light
In such a perfect blend
In awe of inspiration
That gives us time to mend
Created in His Likeness
With softness you can glean
God’s masterpiece of beauty
To fill your broken dreams.
Thinking of You
Our HeartS
Though there are miles and states between us,
we are not very far apart;
Because we are always together,
right here in our hearts.
I Miss You
we are not very far apart;
Because we are always together,
right here in our hearts.
I Miss You
For YOU

For you I would do anything,
commit any thing,
crawl across the earth and back again.
You're my world, my hope, my dreams;
you're in my heart and soul.
There's no way to describe
all the love I feel inside.
I want to hug you until my arms fall off.
I want to kiss you until we can't breath.
I want you to love me the way I love you,
unconditionally.
All the things I want are not things I need.
I only need you and your love to set me free.
When your not near,
here in my heart you lay,
and please have no fear,
because I will never leave your side.
Forever in LoVe
Forever in love
Longing, bliss, desire
Emotions of
Passion ignited by fireForever in love
Sighs, moans, cries
Endless moments of
Pleasure that mystifies
Forever in love
Hope, faith, trust
Enduring years of
Commitment a must
Forever in love
Sharing, learning, caring
Experiencing lessons of
Patience always endearing
Forever in love
Solemn, mourning, weeping
Memories of
Everlasting love worth keeping
Longing, bliss, desire
Emotions of
Passion ignited by fireForever in love
Sighs, moans, cries
Endless moments of
Pleasure that mystifies
Forever in love
Hope, faith, trust
Enduring years of
Commitment a must
Forever in love
Sharing, learning, caring
Experiencing lessons of
Patience always endearing
Forever in love
Solemn, mourning, weeping
Memories of
Everlasting love worth keeping
You Make Me Smile
You give me such warm feelings
That my lip begins to curl;
I start to feel all giddy
Like a little school girl!
My eyes start to squint
And my cheeks start to blush;
Everyone keeps teasing me
As if I’ve got a secret crush!
Well, I say, it’s no secret
That you sure make me smile,
And there’s no sense in hiding -
‘Cause smiling’s always in style!
That my lip begins to curl;
I start to feel all giddy
Like a little school girl!
My eyes start to squint
And my cheeks start to blush;
Everyone keeps teasing me
As if I’ve got a secret crush!
Well, I say, it’s no secret
That you sure make me smile,
And there’s no sense in hiding -
‘Cause smiling’s always in style!
You Mean World To Me
If there’s one thing in existence
That I just can’t live without
It would have to be YOU, my love,
Without a shred of doubt!
It’s like you are my life support -
I mean other than the standard fare -
That is, you know, the obvious,
Food, water, shelter and air.
You’re more important than the sun itself,
More intriguing than the moon,
You’re more charming than a subtle breeze
On the perfect afternoon…
You’re more beautiful than the sunset,
And I think that you should know
The twinkling of a billion stars
Could never match your glow.
That I just can’t live without
It would have to be YOU, my love,
Without a shred of doubt!
It’s like you are my life support -
I mean other than the standard fare -
That is, you know, the obvious,
Food, water, shelter and air.
You’re more important than the sun itself,
More intriguing than the moon,
You’re more charming than a subtle breeze
On the perfect afternoon…
You’re more beautiful than the sunset,
And I think that you should know
The twinkling of a billion stars
Could never match your glow.
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