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Sunday, November 14, 2010

Flying First Class by LadyHawke's List to The Good Clean Funnies List

Flying First Class
by LadyHawke's List to The Good Clean Funnies List

On a BA flight from Johannesburg, a middle-aged, well-off white South African Lady has found herself sitting next to a black man. She called the cabin crew attendant over to complain about her seating.
"What seems to be the problem Madam?" asked the attendant.

"Can't you see?" she said, " You've sat me next to a kafir. I can't possibly sit next to this disgusting human. Find me another seat!"

"Please calm down, Madam." the stewardess replied. "The flight is very full today, but I'll tell you what I'll do - I'll go and check to see if we have any seats available in club or first class."

The woman cocks a snooty look at the outraged black man beside her (not to mention many of the surrounding passengers).

A few minutes later the stewardess returns with the good news, which she delivers to the lady, who cannot help but look at the people around her with a smug and self-satisfied grin:

"Madam, unfortunately, as I suspected, economy is full. I've spoken to the cabin services director, and club is also full. However, we do have one seat in first class."

Before the lady has a chance to answer, the stewardess continues...

"It is most extraordinary to make this kind of upgrade, however, and I have had to get special permission from the captain. But, given the circumstances, the captain felt that it was outrageous that someone should be forced to sit next such an obnoxious person."

Having said that, the stewardess turned to the black man sitting next to the lady, and said:

"So if you'd like to get your things, sir, I have your seat ready for you..."

At which point, apparently the surrounding passengers stood and gave a standing ovation while the black man walked up to the front of the plane...

A Teacher's Lesson

A Teacher's Lesson
by Unknown

There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same.
But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.

Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children..

Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one her "teacher's pets."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.

The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."
 

A Teacher's Lesson

A Teacher's Lesson
by Unknown

There is a story many years ago of an elementary teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same.
But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard. Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn't show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken."

Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class."

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.

Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist.

Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, "Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to." After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children..

Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one her "teacher's pets."

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life. Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came.. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer -- the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, M.D.

The story doesn't end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he'd met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.

They hugged each, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, "Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you."
 

The Salty Coffee

The Salty Coffee
by Unknown

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to herself, "Please, let me go home..."

Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there." While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.


That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" She replied, "It's sweet."

Pass this to everyone because love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but HOLD ON!!!!

A Silent Love

A Silent Love
by Unknown

From the very beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"

As the guy is not good with his words, this often causes the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vents her anger on him. As for him, he only endures it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leaves, they got engaged.

The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......

The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.

During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phone calls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....

The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the girl learnt sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.

Love Means

Love Means
by Unknown

(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)

Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.

The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke,
but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt
her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it
meant he would die.

Respect Love

Respect Love
by Unknown

This is not exactly a love story, but more about learning how to respect love ....
To My Friends Who Are...MARRIED
Love is not about "it's your fault", but "I'm sorry", not "where are you' but "I'm right here", not "how could you" but "I understand", not "I wish you were", but "I'm thankful you are."

To My Friends Who Are...ENGAGED

The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other.

To My Friends Who Are...NOT SO SINGLE

Love isn't about becoming somebody else's "perfect person." It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.

To My Friends Who Are...HEARTBROKEN

Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.

To My Friends Who Are...NAIVE

How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain.

To My Friends Who Are...SEARCHING

True love cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does. Love is magic. The more we hide it, the more it shows; the more you suppress it, the more it grows.

To My Friends Who Are...PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE

Never say I love if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when what you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall.

To My Friends Who Are...POSSESSIVE

It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.

To My Friends Who Are...AFRAID TO CONFESS

Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.

To My Friends Who Are...STILL HOLDING ON

A sad thing about life is that when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never bound to be and we just have to let go.

To My Friends Who Are...SINGLE

Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it would come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but often times it hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone who is worth it. So take your time and choose the best!

Three things never return:
the past, the neglected opportunity, and the spoken word.

Fate Brought Us Together by Jeannie Roman

Fate Brought Us Together
by Jeannie Roman

One weekend I was home alone and I was feeling down because I just had a fight with my first son's father. When my best friend called me up and asked me if I wanted to go out with her to a dance club. Not really wanting to go, I accepted the invitation anyway and told her the only way we would go is if we take the initiative at the dance club and take the men out to dance. Well to my surprise we go to the dance club and as we are walking to the back of the dance club, I spotted a tall handsome man dancing. I just knew it in my heart that he was the one for me. My best friend at the time notices that I was eyeing him, she goes in front of his friend and starts dancing with him so the guy that I had my eye on turns around and we started to dance. When we were finished dancing we talked for awhile and exchanged numbers. That same night he called me and we spoke to each other until dawn. There was only one catch to this man. He lived in Virginia and I lived in NY. After speaking with him some more on the phone, he met me at my house before he left to Virginia and as we spent the day together, I started falling in love with him. He decided to stay in NY and spend a whole week with me. We fell in love and I moved to Virginia. Now we are happily married for 4 years and have one child together and raising my first son together. Fate brought us together !!!

Dream Mate

Dream Mate
by Anonymous

Years ago I asked God to send me a wife, for the Bible says “you have not because you ask not“. I told the Lord not just that I wanted a wife but even explained to him the kind of wife I was looking for.

I told him I wanted someone who is kind, tender, gentle, compassionate, loving, sincere, peaceful, generous, affectionate, understanding, passionate, warm, intelligent, humorous, sensual, and trustful. I even mentioned things I wanted her to be physically. And as time passed, I would add more things to this list of my heart desire for a wife.

Then one night in prayer God spoke to my heart and said... “Son I can not give you what you've asked me for.“ I said, “Why not Lord?“ He replied, “For I am a just God and a God of righteousness and all I do is just and right.“ I said, “Lord, I don't understand why I cannot have what I have asked you for.“

He replied, “Then I will explain. It would not be just and right for me to grant to you your wish for I cannot give unto you something that you are not yourself. It would not be fair for me to grant unto you a person that is loving if you can sometimes be hateful, or someone that is kind if you can also be mean, someone that is a forgiver and yet you can still carry a grudge, someone that is sensitive and you are yet so insensitive... etc.

He said unto me, “Instead of wasting time trying to find someone or hoping that I will give you someone with all these qualities you seek, you should rather allow me to take this time to allow you to become all it is that you are looking for. For I cannot give to you that which you are not.“

“And if you allow me to work up on your spirit and to shape and mold your heart as I choose then when you see the one I have for you, you will be able to say like Adam said... “She is bone of my bone and she is flesh of my flesh“ for you will see yourself in her for you both will be one flesh.“

Keep this in mind.
This is for all:
the recently married;
the ones who have been married;
the soon to get married;
and the ones that are still looking.

God made woman from man's rib --
not from his head to top him,
nor from his feet to be walked upon;
but from his side to be his partner in life,
from under his arm to be protected by him,
and from near his heart to be loved by him.

Whether or not you believe in God, much of the above still applies.

A Couple's Heartbreak

A Couple's Heartbreak
by Anonymous

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and, fascinated with its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.

When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.

What do you think were the four words?

The husband just said "I Love You Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he have taken time to keep the bottle away, this will not have happened. No
point in attaching blame. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.

Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other support. After all, shouldn't forgiving someone we love be the easiest thing in the world to do? Treasure what you have. Don't multiply pain, anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.

Take off all your envies, jealousies, unwillingness to forgive, selfishness, and fears and you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.

A Sad Love Story

A Sad Love Story
by Unknown

If this doesn't touch you ..... get a heart!

One night a guy and girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had changed and that it was time to move on.
A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket and passed her a folded note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the drivers seat, killing the boy.
Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out and read it.
" Without your love, I would die."

Sunday, November 7, 2010

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Best Quotes Poems

I Wrote


 
I Wrote
I wrote your name in the sand
but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in the snow
but the sun melted it away
I wrote your name on the chalkboard
but the teacher erased it away
I wrote you name on the wall
but my mom painted over it
I spelled it in my alphabet soup
but I ate the letters (sorry about that)
I wrote your name in my heart
and there it will stay.
Pilar N. Howerton
 

Miss You


 
I Miss You
Met a few girls today
Forgot their names already
Checked out the hottie at the gym
And still felt guilty
I miss you
I heard a song while driving in my car
The one you sang for me
My eyes watered as I mouthed the words
Cause there was something missing
I miss you
I went out and got high
But I'm still sad
Got drunk off my ass
Still cried myself to sleep
I miss you
I went to sleep last night
With a pillow in my arms
So I wouldn't feel so lonely
But it's not the same without you
I miss you
I woke up with a smile
Cause you were there in my arms
Then I was once again happy
Until that dream ended too
I miss you
Kyle A. Goff
 

That January Afternoon


 
That January Afternoon
It was a January afternoon
One I don't think I will forget soon
As she came in and sat there before me
A familiar face, yet still a mystery
As time passed by and I knew her more
Something about her I came to adore
She was a well of intellect vast and deep
Futile to contain or for any walls to keep
Her eyes they glowed green and fiery red
The spoke of beauty, which could see no end
The long golden locks and aura so fair
Gave me no doubt of her right then and there
Her personality was loving and kind
Always affectionate, easy on the mind
But the mind can be a tricky place
For I knew not then what would be my fate
She refrained from intent again and again
If only I'd known my efforts were vain
Still I would try, for I'd not be content
Until she was mine one hundred percent
Without circumspect I took on this task
But 'twas not soon I'd have the guts to ask
'Cause her beauty and wit could not be matched
I just had a fear I was not the right catch
But I gathered my courage and picked a day
One that I came to rue in every way
For her reasons why not, was not the whole truth
It was but a bluff, which left me bemused
When truth took a stand and was finally shown
Truth proved to be painful as it can be known
And it is from this pain that I have learned
In order to suffer, one must have yearned
Here I am now, emotions tattered and torn
Feeling lonely and lost, even forlorn
But it's time to move on, pick up and go
My only hope lies in what I now know
I do not know where I'll be in a year
My only goal now is to be far from here
To be far from this place that's been far from fair
Don't worry yourself; I'll call when I'm there
James M. Doffermyre

 

Will You...


 
Will You...
Hold me tight when I ask you to?
Be there when I need you?
Help me when I need a clue?
Always give me the love I seek?
Kiss me gently on my cheek?
Catch me when my knees go weak?
Wipe away my every tear?
Whisper softly in my ear?
Tell me sweet things I love to hear?
Rock me to sleep and play with my hair?
Show me how much you really care?
Never stop being there?
Open your heart and give it to me?
Say I'm the only one with the key?
Consider my feelings and agree?
Treat me like I'm the one you treasure?
Say that compared to me nobody can measure?
Appreciate the love I give?
Be meaningful and always forgive?
Never let go and never misgive?
Tell me I'm special in every way?
Tell me you love me when there's nothing to say?
Never forget my love grows for you each day?
Kristin J. Johnson
 

We sit...We wait


 
We sit...We wait
Outside on a soft, warm blanket,
With gorgeous stars staring down on us,
We sit...We wait.
The air is warm with a gentle breeze,
I notice how the wind picks up your hair,
And then perfectly places it upon your face.
I sit...I wait.
The moon's light overflows,
And pours all around us.
With your hand placed in mine,
We lay back and enjoy this beautiful view.
You sit...You wait.
I say something jokingly,
You laugh and smile,
And with one slow turn, you look into my eyes.
Oh, how perfect they are...
Oh, how perfect you are for me.
I move...You move.
Our lips meet in the middle,
For the greatest sensation I've ever felt.
I pull back to stare into your eyes,
But it's no use,
Again my lips are drawn to yours.
Still the moon shines down...
With the stars sparkling in the sky...
We sit. We kiss.
Marc P. James
 

My heart you will be breaking


 
My heart you will be breaking
Believing All You've Ever Said
Never Thinking It Was A Lie Sadly I Was So Misled At Night I Always Cry
Yearning For All Our Memories
To Become My Life Today
For You I'll Always try to please
In my life I wish you'd stay
are there any words for this?
for the love,the pain & tears
is it you i'll always miss
will you bring back all my fears?
the fear of being alone again
doesn't feel right at all
no longer will i pretend
i will be willing to take the fall
i've proved it's not a joke to me
my future with you in it,is real
why is it i can't make you see?
or get a strait answer on how you truly feel
why do i always think of you?
night or day,you're never off my mind
do you feel the same way too?
or is there nothing there for you to find
you have to stop coming and going
as often as you do
i can't live life not knowing
if my dreams are misleading me too
so i hope you soon come to see
my heart will forever be aching
if you shrug and laugh at me
it's my heart you will be breaking
Amanda S. Bailey
 

Promise


 
Promise
Could you make this pain go away?
Could you fill my empty heart?
Could you heal all my wounds,
and promise we will never be apart?
Promise me you'll never leave,
and make everything all right.
Promise me when I start to fall,
you'll hold on to me tight.
Promise me you'll protect me and help wipe my tears,
Promise me your love for a few more years.
Promise me you'll love me no matter what I do,
and I will promise to only love you
Summer M. Bettcher
 

Crush


 
Crush
What a mystery love is,
I thought that it wouldn't happen again
But I was wrong
I'm here again writing
Writing about how I feel
I fell again
For a guy
This guy seems like no other I've met
I want to be more than just friends
I know that I just recently met you
But I can't help how you have made me feel
I have a bit of a crush on you
And that's all I got to say
Why did it happen?
I do not know
Do I regret it?
No I don't
I want to be a part of your life
And be someone special to you
I want to keep your hugs
And to stay at your side
Don't judge me for what I'm saying
But some how I find myself liking you
I don't know how it happened
But I do hope I can stay at your side
And on this day I say to you
I like you
And there's nothing I can do about it
I've tried not feeling this way
But I can't help it
So please let me stay at your side...
Kendra Castaneda
 

Typical Teenager


 
Typical Teenager
If you look beyond my scars
Far, far away
You might just see the happy girl
That's starting to fade away
If you look back to the past
And notice who I was
You'll notice now that who I am
Isn't really me
If you look beyond my smile
Beyond my fading face
If you look beyond the pain
You might just feel the same
If you look past my tears
And past the fallen blood
If you pass all of that
Then you will have fallen
If you fall where I have fell
Then you might notice to
This life I live is nothing
But a show that I put on for you
If you look past my fake smile
Past my fake outside
Then you will see what is wrong
Deep, deep inside
If you go down deep enough
You might get to my heart
If you see the crack in it
You you'll know what fell apart
If you travel though my blood
And look up at my skin
You might just see the scares
That show up deep within
If you look beyond the scars
Beyond my fading arm
Maybe then and only then
Will u understand
Cassandra A. Weisser
 

Feelings For A Boy


 
Feelings For A Boy
There is a boy
who has caught my eye.
I smile at him
every time he walks by.
He looks at me,
then looks down.
He says hi to me
while staring at the ground.
I start to shiver;
my heart beats fast.
My legs feel like jell-o;
it's nothing like the past.
I had never really known him;
he was just another guy.
But all that changed
when he first said hi.
Now, everything was different;
I no longer felt that way.
I found myself thinking about him
every single day.
We never really talk;
it seems like he doesn't want to.
He sometimes keeps to himself;
I don't know what to do.
Every night,
I stay up late.
Wondering how long
I'll have to wait.
I like him a lot;
my feelings are strong.
I can honestly say
they have been all along.
Sarah M. Runkle
 

A Teenage Girls First Crush


 
A Teenage Girls First Crush
A teenage girls first crush Is ...well,crushing
Her body isn`t hers,nor is her mind
She finds herself Shivering,shaking,blushing,
Weak,tormented,sick,and going blind.
And why?Some guy might look her way.
Then cast his eyes as quikly to the ground;
Some special guy,for reasons she cant say. Whose voice which makes her fell faint When he`s around.
But now my crush on you has returned,
And so the two of us will stand on some Brink:
It cant be love so young,and yet weve learned,
Love does its will,no matter what we think.
Slowly,slowly now-we mustn`t rush.
Lets enjoy this first teenage cush.
Nicholas Gordon
 

First Love


Her heart glows like the coals of a warm fire,
Having no trouble with her true felt desire.
Knowing what she wants,
Letting her body flaunt,
Looking as her skin shows bright,
We both know it must be right.
All that has been done,
In the night and in the evening sun,
This fire that we light,
All our love such a beautiful sight.
I feel it in my bones and eyes,
A love that never dies,
We were given a gift,
Something that gave our spirits a lift.
While the sun sinks below the moutain,
Our body naked in a foutain,
A moment to treasure,
A moment Forever,
Such a thing as this,
In the utmost sense is true bliss.
All to be given,
Is the life that's to be liven,
A bond between two,
A bond that is to be shared with you.
This that is so nice,
That odds are the role of the dice,
For me to have you,
Shows me I can be true.

Motivational Quotes

Motivational Quotes
 
Motivational QuotesEvery person in the lifetime has his or her highs and lows. At the time of highs every one will be around you to pat you up, to congratulate you. However, when it is the time of the lows what comes for the rescue. In this case person needs some motivation so that he or she does not lose the heart and goes in for another big effort. Now how to motivate the disheartened person? Obvious one of the most effective ways is motivational and love quotes. They create that strong wave of doing something, that burning desire to achieve the goal, teach how to survive the failures in life. There have been great motivational speakers in past and surely there will be many. But every one may not have these motivational speakers at their disposal so motivation quotations are ready reference for everything.  Persons who rise in life are very balanced persons and motivated towards their goals. To be passionate about anything in life you got to believe it and be motivated. Sometimes we need to ignore minor shortcomings and highlight good things in order to motivate other person. 

Friday, November 5, 2010

new story

One Nite A Girl And Boy Were Going In The Car

There Was Complete Silence

Both Of Them Stayed Quiet For Long

The Girl Then Gave Him A Chit.Boy B4 Reading It Told The Girl

(Wid Embarassing Expressions)

Dat He Wants 2 Leave Her As He Is Losing His Interest In Her

Then Suddenly An Over Speeded Car Collided

With Their Car

Girl Died N The Boy Survived

When The Boy Opened The Chit

He Droppd A Tear Coz

It Was Written

IF U WILL LEAVE ME I Wll DIE';-(

little girl and her

Little Girl And Her Father Were Crossing A Bridge.

The Father Was Kind Of Scared So He Asked His Little Daughter,

Sweetheart, Please Hold My Hand So That You Don't Fall Into The River.

The Little Girl Said, 'No, Dad. You Hold My Hand.' 'What's The Difference?

Asked The Puzzled Father.

There's A Big Difference,

Replied The Little Girl.

If I Hold Your Hand And Something Happens To Me,

Chances Are That I May Let Your Hand Go.

But If You Hold My Hand, I Know For Sure That No Matter What Happens

You Will Never Let My Hand Go.'

boy was following a girl

Boy was following a Girl.

GIRL-why r u folowin me?

BOY -you r very pretty n I think I'm in Love wid u!

GIRL-but u havnt met my frend yet.. she is prettier than me n is rite behind u.

BOY luks-dere's no 1...

GIRL-if u realy loved me u wudnt hav lukd behind... ;->

MORAL- True Love is rare... :)

boy a girl were playing hide seek

How cute!

A boy & a girl were playing hide-seek..

She sent a SMS:"

If you find me, you can marry me..

If you can't
I'm hidden in d shed".!

a little but sweet love story


"A Little but Sweet Love Story"

BOY:
Dekho mene naya cell lia!

GIRL:
Wah! chalo "Ramada" me Party dedo!

In Evening, dey Went to "Ramada Plaza"

(After Completing Dinner)

GIRL:
Oye! How did u Manage Money for dis Kind of Hotel?

BOY:
Cell Sale Kar dya!
Tm se badh k thori na tha IDIOT :-)

Definition of Love: What is Love?

Love is Sharing

Believe me when I say that this is one of the most important ingredients of love. It is important to open ones heart and share – pain, joy, success and failure, it really does not matter, as long as the heart is clear. Love is being honest and knowing that the other person feels the same way too, it is sharing and losing ones inhibitions and knowing that the person on the other side will never be judgmental.

Love is Talking

Yes, love is talking. It is about speaking, telling and sharing. After some time people restrict their conversations to discussing bills, children and pets. This is a sure indicator of things going down hill. Bring the spark back by starting a conversation.

Love is Spending Time Together

A few minutes spent together everyday keeps the boredom away. I just made this up right now, but it is because I feel there is nothing like time invested in a relationship…believe me, it pays! Heavy work schedules take up much time and effort, so it is important to get things into perspective.

Love is Faithfulness

To love means to be true, to love unconditionally means to give with all your heart to one, and only one. Love is when you realize that he/she is the best thing that has happened to you and you want to cherish that person and the moments spent with him/her till death do you part.

Love is Being Friends

Love is being friends with each other. Enjoying simple pleasures in life like shopping, catching a movie or watching television at home, apart from a host of other things that "Friends" normally do!

Love is Looking Together in the Same Direction

This may sound clichéd, but it is true…love is having the same goals and taking steps in that direction to make them come true.

I would like to end with one of my favorite quotations…

"Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly
and without law, and must be plucked where it is found,
and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration."
----------------------SiTesh