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...... Please Hear What I'm Not Saying Don't be fooled by me. Don't be fooled by the face I wear

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قديم 23-03-2009, 04:45 PM   #11
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......

Please Hear What I'm Not Saying


Don't be fooled by me.
Don't be fooled by the face I wear for I wear a mask,
a thousand masks,
masks that I'm afraid to take off,
and none of them is me.

Pretending is an art that's second nature with me,
but don't be fooled, for God's sake don't be fooled.
I give you the impression that I'm secure,
that all is sunny and unruffled with me,
within as well as without,
that confidence is my name and coolness my game,
that the water's calm and I'm in command and that I need no one,
but don't believe me.
My surface may seem smooth but my surface is my mask,
ever-varying and ever-concealing.
Beneath lies no complacence.
Beneath lies confusion, and fear, and aloneness.
But I hide this.
I don't want anybody to know it.
I panic at the thought of my weakness exposed.
That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind,
a nonchalant sophisticated facade,
to help me pretend,
to shield me from the glance that knows.

But such a glance is precisely my salvation,
my only hope, and I know it.
That is, if it's followed by acceptance,
if it's followed by love.
It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself,
from my own self-built prison walls,
from the barriers I so painstakingly erect.
It's the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself,
that I'm really worth something.
But I don't tell you this.
I don't dare to, I'm afraid to.
I'm afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance,
will not be followed by love.
I'm afraid you'll think less of me,
that you'll laugh, and your laugh would kill me.
I'm afraid that deep-down I'm nothing
and that you will see this and reject me.

So I play my game, my desperate pretending game,
with a facade of assurance without and a trembling child within.
So begins the glittering but empty parade of masks,
and my life becomes a front.
I tell you everything that's really nothing,
and nothing of what's everything,
of what's crying within me.
So when I'm going through my routine
do not be fooled by what I'm saying.
Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying,
what I'd like to be able to say,
what for survival I need to say,
but what I can't say.

I don't like hiding.
I don't like playing superficial phony games.
I want to stop playing them.
I want to be genuine and spontaneous and me
but you've got to help me.
You've got to hold out your hand
even when that's the last thing I seem to want.
Only you can wipe away from my eyes
the blank stare of the breathing dead.
Only you can call me into aliveness.
Each time you're kind, and gentle, and encouraging,
each time you try to understand because you really care,
my heart begins to grow wings--
very small wings,
very feeble wings,
but wings!

With your power to touch me into feeling
you can breathe life into me.
I want you to know that.
I want you to know how important you are to me,
how you can be a creator--an honest-to-God creator--
of the person that is me if you choose to.
You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble,
you alone can remove my mask,
you alone can release me from my shadow-world of panic,
from my lonely prison,
if you choose to.
Please choose to.

Do not pass me by.
It will not be easy for you.
A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls.
The nearer you approach to me the blinder I may strike back.
It's irrational, but despite what the books say about man
often I am irrational.
I fight against the very thing I cry out for.
But I am told that love is stronger than strong walls
and in this lies my hope.
Please try to beat down those walls
with firm hands but with gentle hands
for a child is very sensitive.

Who am I, you may wonder?
I am someone you know very well.
For I am every man you meet
and I am every woman you meet.


 


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قديم 02-04-2009, 03:02 PM   #12
ملح البحر
... عضو ذهبي ...



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Love



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When you love
You must love higher than any bird has flown before;
You see, that is the nature of love.

When you love
You must love wider than any cloud has spread before;
You see, that is the nature of love.

When you love
You must love stronger than any passionate fire before;
You see, that is the nature of love.

When you love
You must love sweeter than any nectar has tasted before;
You see, that is the nature of love.

But when you love
You must love like love is all that you will ever need


 
 توقيع : ملح البحر



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قديم 04-04-2009, 04:49 PM   #13
فاصل ونواصل
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Thank you Sea Salt
.....................

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Fact about love:

I think
its mix of opinion or something
just read and you be the
the judge here it is:




Love is
sometimes
confusing
dontcha think?
when you fell in love
you feel that
everything seems
so right
it seems that
there's no ending
in your emotion
called "happiness"

But when the time
comes that
your heart
begin to break
and your eyes
starts to cry
you'll eventually
think
Love is
sometimes
confusing
dontcha think?

From time to time
you'll realize that
its not you
or the person that
is wrong
its not
how much sweetness
you can give
to a person
its not the love
you can show
its not how much
you care for that
person whom
you truly love

Everyone must know
that there's no
such thing as
happy ending
and an important
fact about love.......its confusing


 


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قديم 05-04-2009, 01:23 PM   #14
فاصل ونواصل
... V I P...



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......

Today's tip:

Before you Speak, Listen.

Before you write, think.

Before you Spend, Earn.

Before you Pray, Forgive .

Before you hurt, feel.

Before you hate, love.

Before you Quit, Try.

Before you Die, Live.


That's Life. Feel it, Live it & Enjoy it.

اضغط على الصورة لرؤيتها بالحجم الطبيعي


 


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قديم 09-04-2009, 03:17 AM   #15
كآبتشينو.}
... عضو مميز...



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كآبتشينو.} غير متصل

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Migsi


:*


 
 توقيع : كآبتشينو.}

بــألتوفيق للـعـأألمي ( )


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قديم 12-04-2009, 11:57 AM   #16
فاصل ونواصل
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Thanks,
............

Life in a love


Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world contains us both,
Me the loving and you the loth,
While the one eludes, must the other pursue.
My life is a fault at last, I fear:
It seems too much like a fate, indeed!
Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.
But what if I fail of my purpose here?
It is but to keep the nerves at strain,
To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,
And baffled, get up to begin again,—
So the chase takes up one's life, that's all.
While, look but once from your farthest bound,
At me so deep in the dust and dark,
No sooner the old hope drops to ground
Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,
I shape me—
Ever
Removed!


 


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قديم 20-04-2009, 01:17 PM   #17
فاصل ونواصل
... V I P...



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....

If You Forget Me by : Pablo Neruda

>
>
>

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine


 


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قديم 30-09-2009, 03:08 PM   #18
فاصل ونواصل
... V I P...



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فاصل ونواصل غير متصل

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افتراضي رد: Poem of the day



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Here we are once more,

Within a dream or is it not?

Whatever the case this time again,

Our hands fall asleep intertwined together.

Even pretending makes it feel so real...

No matter the blindness of the heart.


Years down the road we may look back,

And perhaps for a moment question ourselves,

Was any to blame, for what went wrong in us?

For we have one thing over so many others,

That no matter how painful it had become...

It was all real, for our hearts bled within each moment.


Before the clocks stop ticking,

Within this illusion we believe a dream,

Let us kiss for a moment, once more together,

It isn't making the same mistake, but redoing it,

Creating the fate that we both desired within our hearts...


For once the desire to awaken was distinguished,

And the passion to define our love was ignited,

But only... If only dreams came true...


 


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قديم 01-10-2009, 11:27 AM   #19
فاصل ونواصل
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افتراضي رد: Poem of the day



If Today Was Your Last Day


My best friend gave me
The best advice
He said each day's a gift
And not a given right
Leave no stone unturned
Leave your fears behind
And try to take
The path less traveled by
That first step you take
Is the longest stride

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day
If today was your last day

Against the grain
Should be a way of life
What's worth the prize
Is always worth the fight
Every second counts
'cause there's no second try,
So live like you'll
Never live it twice
Don't take the free ride
In your own life

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?

Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce of memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day

If today was your last day...
Would you make your mark
By mending a broken heart?
You know it's never too late
To shoot for the stars,
Regardless of who you are
So do whatever it takes
'cause you can't rewind
A moment in this life
Let nothin' stand in your way
'cause the hands of time
Are never on your side

If today was your last day
And tomorrow was too late,
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?

Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past
Donate every dime you have?
Would you call old friends you never see?
Reminisce of memories
Would you forgive your enemies?
Would you find that one you're dreamin' of
Swear up and down to God above
That you finally fall in love
If today was your last day


 


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قديم 04-10-2009, 12:04 PM   #20
فاصل ونواصل
... V I P...



الصورة الرمزية فاصل ونواصل
فاصل ونواصل غير متصل

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افتراضي رد: Poem of the day



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I love you more every day,
My name I long for you to say.
Do you know just how I feel?
Do you know this love is real?
Sometimes I wonder what you think.
When you hear my name, do your cheeks turn pink?
Do you dream about me every night?
Wish to hug me and hold me tight?
Do you think we're meant to be?
Together forever, you and me?
These are the questions that run through my mind,
Your way into my heart, you did find.
It drives me crazy as to what I should do,
Should I risk a friendship and confess to you?
Or should I keep my feelings inside,
Keep them locked up, let them hide?
I just don't know what to do anymore,
My heart it aches, my heart it's sore.
I love you more than you could know,
And I don't want to ever let you go.
So even if I'm just a friend,
I'll always love you until the end.


 


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