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Bette Midler – The Rose

“The Rose”

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Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
An endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
And you its only seed.
It’s the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance.
It’s the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance.
It’s the one who won’t be taken,
Who cannot seem to give,
And the soul afraid of dyin’
That never learns to live.
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When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long,
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong,
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed that with the sun’s love
In the spring becomes the rose.

 

 

 

 

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Love vs Hate

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Hate blows a bubble of despair into
hugeness world system universe and bang
-fear buries a tomorrow under woe
and up comes yesterday most green and young.

Pleasure and pain are merely surfaces
(one itself showing,itself hiding one)
Life’s only and true value neither is
Love makes the little thickness of the coin.

Poet: E.E Cummings

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True love

Khalil Gibran (April 1913)

Khalil Gibran (April 1913) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

As the Sun withdrew his rays from the garden, and the moon threw cushioned beams upon the flowers, I sat under the trees pondering upon the phenomena of the atmosphere, looking through the branches at the strewn stars which glittered like chips of silver upon a blue carpet; and I could hear from a distance the agitated murmur of the rivulet singing its way briskly into the valley.

When the birds took shelter among the boughs, and the flowers folded their petals, and tremendous silence descended, I heard a rustle of feet though the grass. I took heed and saw a young couple approaching my arbor. The say under a tree where I could see them without being seen.

After he looked about in every direction, I heard the young man saying, “Sit by me, my beloved, and listen to my heart; smile, for your happiness is a symbol of our future; be merry, for the sparkling days rejoice with us.

“My soul is warning me of the doubt in your heart, for doubt in love is a sin. “Soon you will be the owner of this vast land, lighted by this beautiful moon; soon you will be the mistress of my palace, and all the servants and maids will obey your commands.

“Smile, my beloved, like the gold smiles from my father’s coffers.

“My heart refuses to deny you its secret. Twelve months of comfort and travel await us; for a year we will spend my father’s gold at the blue lakes of Switzerland, and viewing the edifices of Italy and Egypt, and resting under the Holy Cedars of Lebanon; you will meet the princesses who will envy you for your jewels and clothes.

“All these things I will do for you; will you be satisfied?”

In a little while I saw them walking and stepping on flowers as the rich step upon the hearts of the poor. As they disappeared from my sight, I commenced to make comparison between love and money, and to analyze their position in the heart.

Money! The source of insincere love; the spring of false light and fortune; the well of poisoned water; the desperation of old age!

I was still wandering in the vast desert of contemplation when a forlorn and specter-like couple passed by me and sat on the grass; a young man and a young woman who had left their farming shacks in the nearby fields for this cool and solitary place.

After a few moments of complete silence, I heard the following words uttered with sighs from weather-bitten lips, “Shed not tears, my beloved; love that opens our eyes and enslaves our hearts can give us the blessing of patience. Be consoled in our delay our delay, for we have taken an oath and entered Love’s shrine; for our love will ever grow in adversity; for it is in Love’s name that we are suffering the obstacles of poverty and the sharpness of misery and the emptiness of separation. I shall attack these hardships until I triumph and place in your hands a strength that will help over all things to complete the journey of life.

“Love – which is God – will consider our sighs and tears as incense burned at His altar and He will reward us with fortitude. Good-bye, my beloved; I must leave before the heartening moon vanishes.”

A pure voice, combined of the consuming flame of love, and the hopeless bitterness of longing and the resolved sweetness of patience, said, “Good-bye, my beloved.”

They separated, and the elegy to their union was smothered by the wails of my crying heart.

I looked upon slumbering Nature, and with deep reflection discovered the reality of a vast and infinite thing — something no power could demand, influence acquire, nor riches purchase. Nor could it be effaced by the tears of time or deadened by sorrow; a thing which cannot be discovered by the blue lakes of Switzerland or the beautiful edifices of Italy.

It is something that gathers strength with patience, grows despite obstacles, warms in winter, flourishes in spring, casts a breeze in summer, and bears fruit in autumn — I found Love.

POET:KHALIL GIBRAN

Signature of Kahlil Gibran

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Risk…

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To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,

To weep is to risk appearing sentimental

To reach out to another is to risk involvement,

To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self

To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss

To love is to risk not being loved in return,

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To hope is to risk despair,

To try is to risk to failure.

But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.

The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing is nothing.

He may avoid suffering and sorrow,

But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.

Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom.

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Only a person who risks is free.

The pessimist complains about the wind;

The optimist expects it to change;

And the realist adjusts the sails.

Poet:(William Arthur Ward)

On Father’s Day!!!

Sorry, for posting it late, past Father’s Day!

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He is my confidence….
One look at him and nothing could dither me
He is my strength….
When i took my first step, i looked around
I made sure he was around
Only he could catch me before i fall!
He is my disciplinary…
I am not at all what he is
He is my ideal…
I look upon him with all my trust
and hope that maybe one day i will be like him
He is my wisdom…
All my life every act or word of his
Was only in my betterment
I seeked refuge in his knowledge
To save me in troubled times
He is my mentor…
Every cell within me owe’s him after God
He is my teacher…
Of life, of love, of the world!
He taught me writing, drawing, maths
orating, leading, obeying….and what not?
He is the decesion maker…
We don’t care what he decides
He is always right, and we trust him!
He is the leader…
Of our home, our moralities
Our talents, our inspirations
He is his baby girl’s first love, , his baby boy’s ideal…
Daddy’s girl always loved him
He is my super hero…
I never find flaws in him even if they are!
He is my guide…
He never lets me loose my path
I hold onto him in the dark and bravo!
I am back on the track!
He is the equilibrium…
He finds commonalities amongst us
And shuns all differences
He is the blood that runs through our veins…
The bonding which has united us all for so long
He is an examplary…
Being the eldest how he raised his family
After grandfather’s death!
How he sacrificed and fought hardships
For his loved ones?
He is a symbol…
Of strength and pride,
Of honor and dignity
He is my encouragement…
In overcoming my fears,
In becoming fearless!
He is my smiles and grins
I am happy when he is!
He is my depth…
His silence speaks a thousand words
He is my identity…
I could only identify me through his existence
He is my morality…
His virtue and qualities influenced me
With every step, he proudly takes towards the setting sun of life
I realize in the tough walk of life how vital his presence is
Whenever i turn around in life with hope of taking refuge from miseries
I wish to find you there ready to comfort me, to raise me up
And afterwards, in the depths of my heart, to idealize and love
But above all, i wanna find me around you always,
To try and express my love, care and respect for you
To make your life fun,joyful and comfortable
To honor you for your efforts to make life as easy as possible!
You are and will always be most worthy of my respect & love Father…
Always!

By:LETSSPREADCOMPASSION