beautifull work tasha
My heart echoes many tears,
night time brings forth fears.
Spent my whole life through,
hopelessly in love with you.
beautiful
The Gift of Knowing You
There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.
But, put them all together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.
When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.
Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.
I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.
For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start anew,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.
My heart echoes many tears,
night time brings forth fears.
Spent my whole life through,
hopelessly in love with you.
beautiful tashu
Sitting while I wile away my time,
listening to silly nursery rhyme.
Behind bars though I did no crime,
Can't escape much too high to climb.
Please don't break my concentration
I'm lost for words in contemplation.
Trapped in this vicarious situation,
Lips pouty because of constipation!!
category: humor
Sitting while I wile away my time,
listening to silly nursery rhyme.
Behind bars though I did no crime,
Can't escape much too high to climb.
Please don't break my concentration
I'm lost for words in contemplation.
Trapped in this vicarious situation,
Lips pouty because of constipation!!
category: humor
how cute
thnxx MM n tashu
tashu very nice work dear
Sitting while I wile away my time,
listening to silly nursery rhyme.
Behind bars though I did no crime,
Can't escape much too high to climb.
Please don't break my concentration
I'm lost for words in contemplation.
Trapped in this vicarious situation,
Lips pouty because of constipation!!
category: humor
Sitting while I wile away my time,
listening to silly nursery rhyme.
Behind bars though I did no crime,
Can't escape much too high to climb.
Please don't break my concentration
I'm lost for words in contemplation.
Trapped in this vicarious situation,
Lips pouty because of constipation!!
category: humor
lolz awwww.. sweet
thnxx dearo
cool collection
Assalam O Alaikum
Really nice collection...!
Winter's Roads
*I cannot speak for all who stem
'Long roads less traveled as their way,
Nor question choices made by them
In days long past or nights long dim
by words they spoke and did not say.
Each road is long, though short it seems,
And credence gives each road a name
Of fantasies sun-drenched in beams
Or choices turned to darkened dreams,
To where each road wends just the same.
From North to South, then back again,
I followed birds like all the rest
Escaping nature's snowy den
On roads I've seen and places been,
Forsaking roads that traveled West.
This journey grows now to its end,
As road reflections lined in chrome
Give way to roads with greater bend
And empty signs that still pretend
They point the way to home sweet home.
But all roads lead to where we go
And where we go is where we've been,
So home is just a word we know,
That space in time most apropos
For where we want to be again.
For even home, it seems to me,
Is still a choice we all must face
From day to day and endlessly,
To choose if home is going to be
Another road - or just a place.
Assalam O Alaikum
Thanks alot dear Friends...!
