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poems.....




























thnx KAJLJALANI (karryl) for the poem.. =)

In memory of all those who perished; the passengers and the
> > pilots on the United Air and AA flights, the workers in the World
> > Trade Center and the Pentagon, and all the innocent
> > bystanders. Our prayers go out to the friends and families of the
> > deceased.
> >
> >
> > IF I KNEW
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > If I knew it would be the last time
> > That I'd see you fall asleep,
> > I would tuck you in more tightly
> > and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
> >
> > If I knew it would be the last time
> > that I see you walk out the door,
> > I would give you a hug and kiss
> > and call you back for one more.
> >
> > If I knew it would be the last time
> > I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
> > I would video tape each action and word,
> > so I could play them back day after day.
> >
> > If I knew it would be the last time,
> > I could spare an extra minute
> >
> >
> > to stop and say "I love you,"
> > instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > If I knew it would be the last time
> > I would be there to share your day,
> > well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
> > so I can let just this one slip away.
> >
> > For surely there's always tomorrow
> > to make up for an oversight,
> > and we always get a second chance
> > to make everything just right.
> >
> > There will always be another day
> >
> >
> > to say "I love you," and certainly there's
> > another chance to say our "Anything I can do?"
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > But just in case I might be wrong,
> > and today is all I get,
> > I'd like to say how much I love you
> > and I hope we never forget.
> >
> > Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
> > young or old alike,
> > And today may be the last chance
> > you get to hold your loved one tight.
> >
> > So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
> > why not do it today?
> > For if tomorrow never comes,
> > you'll surely regret the day,
> >
> > That you didn't take that extra time
> > for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
> > and you were too busy to grant someone,
> > what turned out to be their one last wish.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > So hold your loved ones close today,
> > and whisper in their ear,
> > Tell them how much you love them
> > and that you'll always hold them dear
> >
> >
> >
> > Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
> > "Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
> > And if tomorrow never comes,
> > you'll have no regrets about today.
> >
> >






-==* U *==-

u bring happiness to me
juz a smile and you make me go crazy
hold my hand and i get fuzzy and warm inside
lokk at me and i feel as if i would melt
kiss me and i feel like i could die this time
i never really understood what all this meant before
i never paid attention, not a bit, not at all
i'm telling u now and i want u to know
all these things just mean 1 thing
I LoVe YoU BaBy and that's how its gonna be...=)

~>jo<~

 >>A poem for us....

>>
>>I shave my legs,
>>I sit down to pee.
>>And I can justify
>>any shopping spree.
>>
>>Don't go to a barber,
>>but a beauty salon.
>>I can get a massage
>>without a hard-on.
>>
>>I can balance the checkbook,
>>I can pump my own gas.
>>Can talk to my friends,
>>about the size of my ass.
>>
>>My beauty's a masterpiece,
>>and yes, it takes long.
>>At least I can admit,
>>to others when I'm wrong.
>>
>>I don't drive in circles,
>>at any cost.
>>And I don't have a problem,
>>admitting I'm lost.
>>
>>I never forget,
>>an important date.
>>You just gotta deal with it,
>>I'm usually late.
>>
>>I don't watch movies,
>>with lots of gore.
>>Don't need instant replay,
>>to remember the score.
>>
>>I won't lose my hair,
>>I don't get jock itch.
>>And just cause I'm assertive,
>>Don't call me a bitch.
>>
>>Don't say to your friends,
>>Oh yeah, I can get her.
>>In your dreams, my dear,
>>I can do better!
>>
>>Flowers are okay,
>>But jewelry's best.
>>Look at me you idiot...
>>Not at my chest????
>>
>>I don't have a problem,
>>With Expressing my feelings.
>>I know when you're lying,
>>You look at the ceiling.
>>
>>DON'T call me a GIRL,
>>a BABE or a CHICK.
>>
>>I am a WOMAN.
>>
>>Get it?, you DICK!?!

 

A great big hug just for you...

There's something in a simple hug
That always warms the heart;
It welcomes us back home
And makes it easier to part.

A hug's a way to share the joy
And sad times we go through,
Or just a way for friends to say
They like you 'cause you're you.

Hugs are meant for anyone
For whom we really care,
From your grandma to your neighbor,
Or a cuddly teddy bear.

A hug is an amazing thing
It's just the perfect way
To show the love we're feeling
But can't find the words to say.

It's funny how a little hug
Makes everyone feel good;
In every place and language,
It's always understood.

And hugs don't need new equipment,
Special batteries or parts
Just open up your arms
And open up your hearts.




























-=**PAINT BRUSH**=-
I keep my paint brush with me
Wherever I may go,
In case i need to cover up
So the real me does'nt show
Im so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what you'll do-that
You might laugh or say mean things
Im afraid I might lose you

I'd like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real,true me,
But i want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see
So if you'll be patient and close your eyes,
I'll strip off my coats real slow
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show

Now my coats are stripped off
i feel naked,bare,and cold,
And if you still love me with all that you see,
You are my friend,pure as gold.

I need to keep my paint brush,though,
And hold it in my hand,
i want to keep it handy in case somebody does'nt understand
So please protect me,my dear friend
And thanks for lovin me true,
But please let me keep my paint brush with me
Until I love me,too...

*_THE OYSTER_*
There once was an oyster
Whose story I tell,
Who found that some sand
Had got into his shell.
It was only a grain,
But it gave him great pain.
For oysters have feelings
Although they're so plain.

Now,did he berate
The harsh workings of faith
That had brought him
To such a deplorable state?
Did he curse the government,
Cry for election,
And claim that the sea should have given him protection?

No-he said to himself
As he lay on a shell,
Since I cannot remove it,
I shall try to improve it.
Now the years have rolled around,
Like the years always do,
And he came to the ultimate
Destiny-stew

And the small grain of sand
That had bothered him so
Was a beautiful pearl
All richly aglow.
Now the tale has a moral;
For isn't it grand
What an oyster can do
With a morsel of sand?

What couldn't we do
If we'd only begin
With some of the things
That get under our skin..

I WANT YOU>>>>>>by sheela
 
i've known you for so long
so long that i cant seem to remember
all i know is that i'm crazy for you
longing to hold you
feel your touch,
see your smile
and hear your sweet, soft voice
but i know, that no matter how i dream
you'll still be that far
very far...that i cant reach
 
i took pictures , i seek for answers
but what did it do good for me???
NOTHING
coz no matter what happens
you'll still be that far away
 
if only i can do miracles
i will let you talk to me
be your friend, or maybe be your enemy
because all i want is to be with you
and be part of your life
forever
coz i'll die crying a tear for you
to the fact that i failed being with you
but how can i be with you
when everytime i walk by
you ran away
everytime i stare
you never seem to care
everytime i cry
you just laugh
 
all i am to you
is nothing
but inspite all
i still have this stupid feeling inside me
and this feeling keeps me HURTIN
everytime i realize you'll never be mine :(
 
(hehe..nagpakasenti na ang gaga...anyway..this is dedicated for 2 and only you..WEHHHH..hehehe)
 

>>
>>
>>Love - Waiting for a Bus
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>Love is just like someone waiting for a bus. When the bus comes, you
look
>>at it and you say to yourself "Eee so full cannot sit down. I'll
wait
>>for the next one." So you let the bus go and waited for the second
bus.
>>Then the second bus came, you looked at it you say, "Eee This bus is
so
>>old so shabby!"  So you let the bus go and again, decided to wait
for the
>>next bus.
>>
>>
>>
>>After a while another bus came, it's not crowded, not old but you
said,
>>"Eee not air-conditioned better wait for the next one. So again
you let
>>the bus go and decided to wait for the next bus.
>>
>>
>>
>>Then the sky started to get dark as it is getting late. You panicked
and
>>jumped immediately inside the next bus. It is not until much later
that
>>you found out that you had boarded the wrong bus.
>>
>>
>>
>>So you wasted your time and money waiting for what you want. Even if
an
>>air-conditioned bus comes, you can't ensure that the air-conditioned
bus
>>won't break down or whether or not the air-conditioner will be too
cold
>>for you.
>>
>>
>>
>>Wanting to get what you want is not wrong. But it wouldn't hurt to
give
>>other person a chance. If you find that the "bus" doesn't suit you
just
>>press the red button and get off the bus.
>>
>>
>>
>>Who said life is fair? The best thing to do is be observant and open
while
>>you scrutinize the bus. If it doesn't suit you, get off. But you must
>>always have an extra something, which you could use for the next bus
that
>>comes.
>>
>>
>>
>>You saw a bus coming, the bus you want, you flagged it but the driver
>>acted as if he did not see you and zoomed pass you.  It just wasn't
meant
>>for you. The bottom line is, being loved is like waiting for a bus
you
>>want. Getting on the bus and appreciating the bus by giving it a
chance
>>depends totally on you.
>>
>>
>>
>>If you haven't made any choice, walk. Walking is like being out of
love.
>>The good side of it is you can still choose any bus you want. The
rest who
>>couldn't afford another ride would just have to be content with the
bus
>>they rode on, ugly or not. One more thing, sometimes its better to
choose
>>a bus you are already familiar with rather than gamble with a bus
that is
>>unfamiliar to you. But then again, life wouldn't be complete without
the
>>risks involved.
>>
>>
>>
>>But theres one bus that I forgot to tell you, about the bus that you
>>dont have to wait for. It will just stop on its own and will ask you
to
>>come inside and take a free ride for the rest of your life.

>>