When the time is right Story poem for M lady Tara
At sixteen years she was naïve.
Lived in a world of fantasy,
she was convinced that dreams come true.
But she would learn they seldom do.
By twenty two she was sure she knew.
She’d had a broken heart or two
That only fools placed trust in men.
She wouldn’t fall in love again.
But concentrate on her career
The price of love was much too dear.
She was content with single life
and had no wish to be a wife
At thirty she began to doubt.
She felt that she was missing out
on something she could not define.
She recognised the warning sign.
Reviewe her life took careful stock
What she found out came as a shock.
Though she was seen as a success
Her life was filled with loneliness.
She felt a twinge of jealousy
of friends who’d married happily
and swapped careers for motherhood.
A choice she hadn’t understood.
She realised what she must do.
She had to look at life anew
and find a man who wants a wife
A guy who’s sick of single life.
Someone who wants a family too
and make her girlish dreams come true.
It was then she met the man.
The ideal partner for her plan.
A mature man, a bachelor
a man who had been hurt before.
So when he showed some interest
she thought it would be for the best.
To let him know that she was free
and was prepared to be friendly.
That she enjoyed his company
which he accepted happily.
They saw each other socially
and with increasing frequency.
Who was the hunter, who the prey
would be impossible to say.
He popped the question she agreed.
Mother Nature’s plans succeed.
Despite the heart aches of the past.
They have fulfilled their dreams at last.
They’re married with a family.
My little tale ends happily.
Perhaps it’s true perhaps its not.
But does it matter? Not a lot.
19-May-08
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Dream images can change.
Dream images can change.
She had a picture in her mind.
Of the man she hoped to find.
Someone that she could look up to.
Such was her dream although she knew.
That girlish dreams rarely come true
But she still hoped that hers might do.
There was no way she could foresee.
She would be married happily
To a man who could not be.
More different in every way
From her dream man of yesterday
But Mother Nature likes to play.
The little tricks which she employs
To bring together girls and boys.
A favourite game which she enjoys.
When she decides the time is right
All youthful dreams are put to flight.
You see things in a different light.
One day you will meet someone new.
Some man you are attracted to
Destined to fall in love with you..
I have no doubt that he dreamt too
About a girl quite unlike you.
But you met as you were meant to.
And fell in love it’s nothing new.
Though youthful dreams do not come true.
They are replaced by dreams that do.
Thursday,01 December 2011
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A happy accident
A happy accident
Alone. Alone always alone
The warmth of love I’d never known.
Conceived upon a one night stand
and then abandoned out of hand.
Nobody ever wanted me.
It seemed I was condemned to be
unloved unwanted and alone
My heart grew cold and turned to stone.
I could not love, no one showed me
affection: I could not see
that to receive I had to give.
And so I lived in misery.
I grew up in an orphanage
until I had attained the age.
When they considered I should be.
Grown up enough to be set free.
Not their responsibility
and that is how I came to be.
A dweller in bed sitter land.
Nobody seemed to understand.
Just how lonely life can be
I knew that no one cared for me.
I thought that no one ever would
nor could I see why they should.
Until one day I found a friend
my loneliness was at an end.
She was an orphan just like me
and had endured the misery.
Of feeling that she was alone
unwanted too by anyone.
I needed her she needed me
We learned together we could be.
Good friends who earned each others trust
and very slowly to adjust.
Adopt a different point of view
and realise it was not true.
That we were not unlovable
and that we were quite capable
of giving and receiving love
A treasure which we rate above.
All of the trapping of success
To suffer no more loneliness
To love and be loved in return
A lesson that we had to learn.
Which banished all our misery.
Now we are married happily.
And have two children of our own
Deep love has from a friendship grown.
11-Oct-08
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Misplaced confidence for M lady C.T.Heart
Although dreams can come true; they seldom do.
We are convinced this rule does not apply
to us. We will be treated differently.
Such is our egocentric point of view
So we believe the dreams which we pursue
could well come true. We see no reason why
we should not succeed if we really try.
We fervently believe we deserve to.
The old adage” Hope springs eternally
Does not accord with our experience
but we can disregard this easily”
although it goes against all common sense.
Dreams are not known for logicality.
So in our dreams we still place confidence.
10-Nov-08
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Her Blessings At Death (story)
(STORY) (5/22/12)
She was laying in her hospice bed
She knew in a short time she would be dead
She had no fear of death you see
She waited for it patiently.
She knew she lived a good long life
She was a daughter, a sister, a mother, a wife.
Regrets- she knew she had none
GOD had blessed her with a wonderful son
A faith so strong in GOD above
And she showered family and friends with tenderness and love.
She was loved by everyone around
In her spirit and heart true love they found.
The most gentlest person you'd ever want to meet
Knowing her was such a treat.
When she went for her physical that year
The doctors found what they feared
A cancer cell growing so rapidly
It was something they did not foresee.
She showed no signs as many do
But they knew her life was through.
Her family was with her 24/7
They knew soon she'd be in heaven.
The hospital corridors were filled with people
And bells were ringing from all the steeples.
She was not a woman of fortune and fame
And of nothing in her life did she feel ashamed.
Just a loving heart so pure and true
That she shared it with everyone she knew.
They say she died in her sleep, as everyone began to weep.
But before she died - she had told her son
"tell the world- LOVES JUST BEGUN'.
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Happily Married Life
I am having my own way
I snorted,
and then the rolling pin struck.
No, you are having your own way,
she was, and she did.
Such is things
in happily married life.
You are doing the dishes
she shouted,
oh no I am not,
and then the rolling pin struck
and I was and I did.
Such is things
in happily married life.
I went to a fortune-teller
to have the bumps on my head read.
She had plenty to choose from
as the rolling pin struck nightly.
Such is things
in happily married life.
We are having sex tonight
she declared.
Not tonight Josephine
I replied.
Then the Viagra came out,
along with the rolling pin,
and we were and we have.
Such is things
in happily married life.
One day I am burning the rolling pin
and we will be miserable once more,
even if I do get a bit bored.
The one thing you have to do
to get a peaceful and happily married life
is have no rolling pin insight.
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I have a family! !
I have a family
My ancestry a mystery
I was abandoned as a child.
I had no family history.
To which I am now reconciled.
From nursery to children’s home
Until I was adopted by
A couple who made me welcome
With whom I lived quite happily.
They had three children of their own
Who readily accepted me?
An orphan parentage unknown
Addition to their family.
I had three sisters instantly
And better still a mum and Dad.
Who had especially chosen me
to be their only little lad.
I vowed to make them proud of me
I studied hard did well at school.
Then on to university.
I showed the world I was no fool.
I’m a successful businessman
My Family is quite proud of me
which only goes to show you can
overcome successfully.
With the support of family
the problems which you have to face.
To become what you want to
and be a winner in life’s race.
My mum and dad mean more to me
than accolade I may earn.
They fed and clothed and nurtured me
now I support them in my turn
An orphan boy who they took in.
They raised me as their only son
with loving care and discipline
I think I was the lucky one.
They say success is down to me
That I worked to make my way
but we agree to disagree
I love them more than I can say.
4-Sep-08
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Are You Married or Single?
Marriage is an institution that changes human life
After the wedding ceremony a brand new life begins
This means that nobody is ever the same again
Everybody anticipates better life after the wedding
Not all anticipation materialize the way we wanted
If you are one of the happily married ones
You should count your blessings and rejoice
Human beings get married for many reasons
Many get married for love and affection
Some get married for money and security
Few get married for convenience and expediency
Other people get married to have children
While the rest are married for other reasons
Marriage is meant to increase our happiness
But not all the married ones are truly happy
Those who are happily married, rejoice
Because they found the compatible partner
Because they have beautiful children
Because they love and respect each other
Because they sincerely care for each other
Because they have understanding in-laws
Staying married does not mean that your life
Is free from worries, problems and tribulations
Always remember your vows on the wedding day
For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer
If you are given the chance to do it all over again
Will you marry the same partner?
Or you will prefer marrying somebody else
Whatever may be your response or answer?
Please stay happy and enjoy the moment
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Different Dreams
Do not judge me by your standards
Because they don’t apply to me
Your punishments and your rewards
Are of no consequence to me.
The principles which I live by.
Apply to me and me alone
I see no reason I should try
to change my ways; act differently
I do not seek the spotlights glare.
Fame is of no interest to me
I really do not think I’d care
to be some flash celebrity/
I am quite happy with my life
I do not need the extra stress,
the trials troubles and the strife
Which are the trappings of success.
Continue to pursue your dream
as you have every right to do
But things aren’t always what they seem
You’ll learn through time my words are true.
I find I am content to be
a simple ordinary man.
I jog along quite happily
and live the best way that I can.
I don’t judge you, so don’t judge me.
You have your life and I have mine
Can we agree to disagree
and part as friends amicably.
11-Sep-08
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Colors Of Life
See the colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
Wherever you go
Wherever you may go
Trust in hope, trust in your real friends
Planet colors alive, you hold it in your hands
Realize you have to open your eyes
And Ive learned everything has always two sides
You're not alone
The world is one family
You're not alone
Find your way to be free
You're not alone
Love is the hope to survive
You're not alone
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
See the colors of dreams
They are wild and free
See the colors around
See the colors around
The colors you have found
See the colors of life
See the colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
The colors of life
The colors of dreams
The colors of life
There's a land, there's a place in your heart
Tolerance is the key to make a better start
I've been waiting for my lessons of life
And I've learned everything has always two sides
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Her personality? Her identity?
There it is, all of it.
Gone, and never ever coming back, ever.
It felt like she was throwing away her most prized poession.
She wondered what the new one would be like?
Obviously nothing like the old one, she knew that.
No one liked the bubbly, friendly, sweet girl inside her.
Instead they wanted her to be a boring serious woman with no fun in her life,
If that's what you could even call it - a life.
She never understood why her family never liked her personality,
It was who she was, what made her, her identity.
But now they'd changed her.
Her friends never realized the change in her, as while with them she pretended nothing was different and tried to act as normal as before.
To them she was still the girl who found the funny side of everything and the girl who always had a smile on her face.
She wasn't though, it was all an act, for she no longer felt the warm glow deep inside her when she saw the smiling faces of her friends and family, no, now she felt a dark hatred feeling like something was missing or lost,
And to find it she must find herself, her true identity.
What was her true identity? The question stuck midway on her tongue.
Never to be spoken, yet never to disappear.
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Golden Years
he finally reached his golden years
wanted to leave his family,
thoughts and love to share.
so he sat with pen in hand
wrote about his lifes plan.
it started off with just his dream
never expecting the unforseen.
as his plans began to unwind
he found himself lost in time.
he joined the army at an early age
this was to become the setting stage
he survived the street gangs and a war
and never talking about what he saw.
he managed retail businesses all his life
met the woman who would become his wife.
he had always loved children
so he thought it was time
his wife agreed and it turned out fine.
a beautiful little girl came into their life
and everything seemed twice as nice.
now he had two women who captured his heart
and knew right then, that this was the start.
the start to his golden years
with his wife he could share.
all the dreams that were meant to be
was now becoming a reality.
but the years was going by fast
he knew his dreams would not last.
now with this thought in mind
he decided it was time
to put his life in perspective
for the golden years to become effective.
so he changed his train of thoughts
a late retirement he would abort.
he retired before his time
so he could enjoy life the way
that it was meant to be
living happy and carefree.
now that he finished writing
down his thoughts and plans
he let them know
'YOUR PERCEPTION BECOMES YOUR REALITY'
and this is what mine was to me.
the golden years are now mine
and i'm lost in its time.
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Smitten
I loved a maid who loved not me.
This was a love that could not be
For she was wed, though I was free.
But had she been at liberty
I would have wooed her openly.
Instead I loved her secretly.
Just one of life’s small tragedies
There was no cure for my disease
I hoped through time the pain would cease.
But sadly this was not to be.
The fates had ruled capriciously
there could be no one else for me
Although the lady never knew
my love for her was deep and true
I held my peace how could she do.
Although I tried my best to find
another love. She filled my mind.
The snare fate fashioned well designed.
The lady saw me as a friend,
someone on whom she could depend.
I had no choice but to pretend
That friendship was enough for me.
Although I loved her hopelessly.
I loved her well enough to see.
That she was married happily.
But I was bound by fates decree
to love her unrequitedly
26-Oct-08.
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My life with Oprah
In 1986 I started a new chapter in my life
New town, new job and being a new wife
Just 18, had the world by the tail
Going down a path that nothing in this world could derail
Started watching Oprah, as I took care of my home
The world was a wonderland that I just needed to roam
Family and friends were as close as the air
Naïve and wide eyed, no stress and no care
For 25 years I’ve seen and felt many things
Life isn’t always easy God knows what it brings
Still married with a family of my OWN
My family, my life and I have grown
Something’s in life now conclude
As I stop and reflect in this brief interlude
5/25/11
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Harsh Reality for M 'lady Fay
Although I truly empathise
with your desire to fantasise.
It is my task to emphasise.
Although you day dream happily
escaping from reality
Your must return eventually.
There is one rule all must obey
although you would much rather stay.
Your fantasies must fade away.
You know that what I say is true.
Although your job is boring you.
It’s something that you have to do.
So save your dreams for when you sleep
and have no deadlines you must keep.
If you do not the price is steep.
You will get fired right away
you’ll have no job and get no pay
But you’ll be free to dream all day.
If you are wise you’ll listen to
the sound advice I’m giving you
and do what you are paid to do.
You cannot live on fantasies
you have to pay for groceries.
That’s one of life’s realities.
22-Dec-08
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A Love's Dream
It felt real, felt so real
I believed it to be virtual
I fell, I fell from the highest climb
without deaths greeting
to what seemed so pure
a life change through an unbelievable fall
unrealistic life, a joyous occasion
some what of a happily ever after situation
a life filled, a life's chance
I survived that fall, no bruising or breaks
in better shape now than before
seems like a fairy tale
life granted a life's gift
I quote the words of another in the hope of realism
dearly beloved, if this love exists only in my dreams
don't wake me up
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Dreams are not reality for M 'lady Ann Beard
Dreams are not reality
She was not fat nor was she thin
but rather somewhere in between.
She was not dark nor was she fair
for she was blessed with auburn hair
Her eyes were neither brown nor blue
but of a subtle sea green hue
She was not bold se was not shy
but always acted modestly
She had a brain which she could use.
Quite unafraid to state her views.
By nature she was sweet and kind.
The ideal girl I had in mind.
I searched but unsuccessfully
Perhaps I set my sights too high
Still single at thirty and two.
I met and fell in love with you.
I knew you were the one for me
and I surrendered easily.
Gave up my foolish fantasy
and recognised reality.
I was not meant to be alone
I think that I had always known.
Some day somewhere there had to be
A real girl not a fantasy.
So I asked you to marry me
in the faint hope you would agree.
Overjoyed when you said yes
I could forget my loneliness.
We face the world now side by side
I have some reason now for pride.
Because you love me I must be
a better man than I could see.
Until I looked into your eyes
and saw you saw me as a prize.
27-Nov-08
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Orthodox
Love to whom, who really lover you,
But never hate who does with you so,
Kindle the revolution in the heart of you,
And remove the baseless tradition like a foe.
In a town, there lived a handsome boy,
There lived a girl too, full of coy,
Both were young having strong intention,
They would meet and did long time mention.
The time passed their love got its culmination,
Castes were different but had sinkie thought,
And wished to marry they had determination,
And life-partner in each other they'd sought.
Race was the single obstacle in their wedding way,
They eloped and married and enjoyed a marital life,
Cause they never dare to their families say,
Now they began living happily but with strife.
Both families got angery knowing this deed,
His father warned not to come back,
They would be killed if they paid on heed,
All seasons passed, they didn't come back.
He begot four children with the passage of time,
Now their children got their prime,
Passing twenty years, once he thought,
Their elopement likely they had forgot.
With his family he started for his home,
To see his father's home children were keen,
Cause they had been fed up living in single home,
Cause their grandparents they had never seen.
Reaching that town, it began to rain,
Children were wet like blossoming flowers,
Somehow he managed to reach the door again,
Door was knocked snackly like it showers.
The door being opened, emerged his mother,
Seeing them her joys knew no bound,
Kissed and hugged, and let them enter,
And home filled for sometimes with joyful sound.
The father saw them, became red and red,
And frightened mother her tears began to shed,
He roared, ' You've lost my dignity,
So, on you can never be taken pity.'
He pushed into his room, emerged in little time,
There was gun in his old hand,
Shot at all, like attacks a lion in his prime,
A moment passed, all six were lying dead on the land.
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Married Men
(bugatti - musker)
Producers for bonnie: ronnie scott, steve wolfe
Bonnie recorded this song in 1979 for the film the world is full of married men. the lyrics are taken from the japanese single.
The world is full of married men
With wives who never understand
Theyre looking for someone to share
The excitement of a love affair
Just as soon as they find you
They wine you and dine you
You fly on the wings of romance
But in the eyes of the world
Youre just another crazy girl
Who loves a married man
Oh your love is a secret
And youve got to keep it
As long as you can
No dont cry for your lover
Theres always another married man
The world is full of married men
Oh yeah you make him feel so young
But his wife will still be number one
He promises to marry you
Just as soon as his divorce
Comes through
And its not just a fling
He swears its the real thing
A love that could last till the end
As hes driving away
You know its true what they say
About married men
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it again and again
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it, married men
Oh hell run when the scandal
Gets too hot to handle
Hell say I just want to be friends
They hell walk out of your life
Hell go home to his wife
cause hes a married man
Oh your love is a secret
And youve got to keep it
As long as you can
No dont cry for your lover
Theres always another married man
The world is full of married men
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it again and again
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it, married men
Hell walk out of your life
And go home to his wife
A married man
Dont cry for your lover
Theres always another married man
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it again and again
They do it, they do it, they do it
They do it, married men....repeat and fade
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Happily Ever After
Happily ever after
Look at me, right where I wanna be
My life took a turn, its a happy affair
Im never alone even when hes not there
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Happily ever after
So carefree, look whats come over me
All my prayers have been answered, he heard my cry
Took all my troubles and threw them aside
Threw them aside
Happily ever after, happily ever after
Once in a lifetime!
I never thought I could be
So carefree, so carefree
Happily ever after
Happily ever after
Him and me, sunshine and laughter
Were never alone, when theres nobody there
Were never alone, we got love to share
Lots of love, happily ever after
Lost of love, happily ever after
Weve got love, happily ever after
Lots of love, happily ever after
Just look at me, right where I wanna be
Happily ever after
song performed by by Donna Summer
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A Story of a Life, Mine
Wishing for more
knowing I will always fall short
I don't live an unhappy life
just a lonely one
dreams of one day by my side
there she'll be my wife
unfortunately that's all it will be
'a Dream'
I don't live an unhappy life
just a lonely one
I allow my imagination to run wild
to have the simple things in life
a family who care too much
a trusted friend to keep me out
or get me into trouble
to have that girl look at me
the way I look at her
a simple life
I don't have an unhappy life
just a lonely one
like a fairy tale but mine's the opposite
the end of a story book
the only difference is
it's not they lived
just I lived happily lonely after
I'll possibly always be alone
but that's alright I'm not worried
I like me even if nobody else does
and that's all that matters in the end
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