You are never given a dream With out being also being given The power to make it come true May the new year hold all you could wish for Happy new Year to every one on TF
Life is a journey To be faced without Fear or regret .. Where magic can be found in a moment And where the memories of a magic moment Can last a life time
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Military leaders in Thailand say they have overthrown the country's Prime Minister, Thaksin Shinawatra. Soldiers seized government offices and took up strategic positions around the capital, Bangkok. Parliament and the constitution have been suspended. The head of the army, Gen Sonthi Boonyaratglin, will act as acting prime minister, an army spokesman said. But a spokesman for Mr Thaksin, who is at the UN in New York, ins
They lie side by side
Christian next to Moslem
Politician next to Priest
They lived for such a short time
And fought for their separate beliefs
Terrorism, persecution and Insurrection
Where their tools of trade
But they all shared the same fate
The irony of life is that
So often those who are bitter enemies in life
Lie side by side in death.
Sharing for eternity
The peace they fought for
Whilst alive on Earth.
Tonight I lie beside you
And watch you sleep
A tear slowly comes to my eyes
As I know when I awake
You will be gone…
Where you now lay
The sheets will be cold
And only the perfume on your pillow
Will be left to remind me of you.
As I pour my morning coffee
You will already be on the plane
Taking you to your home
So far away
By the time I get home from work
You will be asleep
But it is now home only by name
For my home is now within you
Where ever you mayb
If love was a sunset
It would only be so
For I was sitting watching it with you
If love was the deep blue sea
It would only be so
For I feel myself drowning
When ever I look into your eyes
If love was a sound
It would be the sound that you make
As I lie beside you
And watch you sleep
If love was a song
It would have no words
For no words can ever express love
But if any one ever did ask me
To explain to them
What is love...
I would turn and tell
Over oceans
Across mountains
Through the barriers of time
We may be parted by distance
My love
But you never leave my mind
You are my first thought
At the beginning of each new day
And the last as I close my eyes.
Even in the silence of night
My heart still beats your name
If given a wish,
Some men would wish for
Gold and Pearls,
And other things
That are so fine.
But compared to you,
You leave these things
Oh so far behind?
I guess what I am trying to ask is?
Could you?
Would you?
Be my Valentine?
See you in two weeks ......of to the airport now ...I promise no poems for 2 whole weeks
I have cried the tears of life
As we all must do
I have known the frustration
Of unfrequented love
The fear of living
And the sadness and loss of death
But these experiences have changed me
For I no longer get turned on by
Power cars money and clothes
And I no longer subscribe to the gospel according to TV
I used to make you laugh
And when you where sad
I would hold
And give you the strength
To get back up
And live
But now the tables are turned
And I am now alone
You have the most beautiful eyes,
For they are the mirror to your soul...
They reflect your beauty, passion
And an innocence that in most of us is
Long gone.
People are attracted to your beauty
For this is all they can see.
But few people would ever see your
Grace or your serenity.
Judge them not harshly for this:
It is rare to find these gifts so
Developed in someone of your tender years.
Do not fear the tears of life.
For these will always dry.
Do not fear a broken heart,
For
You had to go.
I could not ask you to stay,
But I can?t help asking why it had to be this way.
I have tried to remember you
When you were vital and alive,
But my memories of you
Are after the stroke had taken your right side.
This is not the memory of you
I would have chosen,
But it?s all that I have.
So I cling to it and treasure it
And carry it deep inside.
I think of you often
And wonder...
Would you be proud of me, and all that I am?
Or am I still a disappointment as I w
I came across them in the early morning
One hundred white crosses
Facing the new day as it dawned
Each cross represented a life lost to drugs
Put there lovingly by those left behind
The sadness of the moment was not lost
For those that had never known peace and harmony in life
Had now found it in death
The only hurt and confusion left
Is in the hearts of those left behind
Each year we have a small ceromony for those that have lost loved ones to drugs. Sadly each year the numbe
You have two small hands
They have never held a thing ?
Yet now you hold our hearts in a
Way we could never have imagined
You have two small feet
But you have yet to take a single step
But already you have taken us on journey of love
We could never have believed
We watch you sleep blissfully unaware
Perfect in every way
Words can not express how much love we feel
As we welcome you
Our little baby girl ?..
I am not a parent, but some one on TF welcomed a baby girl into thei
If love was a sunset
It would only be so
For I was sitting watching it with you
If love was the deep blue sea
It would only be so
For I feel my self drowning
When ever I look into your eyes
If love was a sound
It would be the sound that you make
As I lie beside you
And watch you sleep
If love was a song
It would have no words
For no words could ever express love
But if any one ever did ask me
To explain to them
What is love
I would turn and tell them
Your name
The desires and dreams of yesterday
Are clouded and confused.
What once seemed so clear?
And right
Now refuses to appear.
Where once you could see the distant horizons
And the path seemed so sure,
The path is now felt
But not seen.
And a blind faith is all that you have to guide you.
When all is lost to you
It is the hardest time of all.
For it?s the time you look at yourself
And all that you have become
And to ask yourself
Where am I going?
And from where have I come?
And d
They walk along the beach,
Bathed in beauty.
A man and his young son.
I wonder what their future holds?
Will their ambitions drive them apart?
Or will they remain as friends.
Maybe they will walk upon this very beach,
As Father, Son and Grandson.
Or sadly will the stupidness of another man's war
Mean that this man has to bury his son.
But this is all in the future.
Some times its best not think off
But to just pray that there will be one.
So I just sit and just admire the beauty
O
So much for happiness,
So much for love.
So much for togetherness:
So much that went wrong.
You once touched my heart,
You once touched my soul.
Now your touches
Just leave me cold.
We say we are a people of peace,
Yet wars rage all around.
How many have to die in the name of peace?
Before it can be found.
We say we are a people, who love nature,
Yet each day we send another species into extinction.
How much of our kindness
Can Mother Nature take?
We say we are a people of love.
But in fact we can only love
What we can control.
Religions control the faithful,
Governments control Nations,
Society even controls
Who it?s acceptable to love.
Some people look for paradise in distant lands,
Some people look for paradise in a lover?s hands,
But true paradise can be found in a day
And the lessons it has to give.
For each day you live in sadness,
For each day you don't forgive.
For each day you live in loneliness
Is a day you must relive.
For each day holds a lesson for us to learn
And each lesson that goes unlearnt
Is a day we must relive.
He looks in the mirror
But the face in the reflection
He doesn?t recognise
For it is that of a stranger
For it is the face of an old man
He just doesn?t remember the day nor the year
That his youth disappeared
A tear rolls down his cheek
For he realises
The lines and grey hair
Have been paid for ..
Paid from the purse of life
But it is from a purse
That can never be refilled
There is a cruelty
In life
That only the old know
For while the body has aged
The spirit has not
There was once an old man and his son.
They where very poor and lived in rural China many years ago.
Their prize possession was a horse.
One day the horse ran away ?
All the neighbours came running over, and said oh what bad luck, oh what bad joss.
They said.
But the wise old man just sat there calmly and said you never know?
A week later the horse came home, and bought four wild horses with him.
All the neighbours came running over ..oh what good luck, oh what good fortune they exclaime
The ambition in life
Is not to arrive at your graveside
In a perfectly preserved
Well rested body
But rather to come
Sliding in sideways
Totaly exhausted
Yelliing f@#k
What a ride ....
We have all known death,
Eventually it will happen to us all
Death is always a sad time,
Fot its the time to retreat within
And make our peace
With those who have gone
Most of us will feel remorse..
Not so much for the things we did,
But for the things we didnt do
The words and the actions
That where left unsaid
And undone
That will now remain so
Forever more.
So please take the time
While you have the chance,
To live each day
As if it where your last
Dont let petty wo
When I last saw you
You where sitting on the beach
As a new day was dawning
A sadness surrounded my heart
For I knew
I would never see you again
For the path you had chosen
A premature death
Is its only reward
Heroin overrides
Your instincts to survive
Tears flowed down my cheeks
For there was nothing I could do
For you had already gone past the point
From which you could ever return
