From the Land of the Sand Dunes to London 2010
From the Sand Dunes to London...
Sitting here waiting watching the hands of the clock tick by
My phone stares at me in silence as my heart does sigh
Wake up to a 11th of March, thoughts floats into a worried sphere
Awaiting the call from a father and my two daughters dear..
Pushing the buttons on my phone to rid of uneasy thought
i heard my angel say 'Mum we just arrived' fears became nought
I crawl back into my proper senses reaching to God with feelings so divine
As Nadia soon walks the red carpet of the Barbican Hall with dignity fine
I look into Melina's convocation photos and my mind pictures Nadi stand
Her cap and gown hand in hand with her dad and sister in graduation land
The smile on her face wipes away the sadness in my weary face
As This is a parental dream so joyful with honor and profound grace.
Two graduates so deserving, is blessed with a gratifying mind and soul
They stumbled across rugged roads to acheive this educational goal
A greatest blessing a triumph to parents as another dream unfolds
Deluging with happiness my heart reaches out to their adorable hold.
A feeling of inner happiness in my heart and soul makes life complete
With pride i hold back my tears with tissues in hand wow a grand treat! .
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Sand Dunes to Barbican Hall March 2010..Once again!
From the Sand Dunes to Barbican Hall London March 2010
Sitting here waiting watching the hands of the clock tick by..
My phone stares at me in silence, and my heart does sigh,
Wake up to a 11th of March, thoughts floats into a worried sphere,
Awaiting the call from a father and my two daughters dear..
Pushing the buttons on my phone to rid of uneasy thoughts.
i heard my angel say 'Mum we just arrived' fears became nought!
I crawl back into my proper senses reaching to God with feelings so divine...
As Nadia soon walks the red carpet of the Barbican Hall with dignity fine!
I look into Melina's convocation photos and my mind pictures Nadi stand,
Her cap and gown hand in hand with her dad and sister in graduation land! ! ! !
The smile on her face wipes away the sadness in my weary face
As This is a parental dream so joyful with honor and profound grace.
Two graduates so deserving, is blessed with a gratifying mind and soul
They stumbled across rugged roads to acheive this educational goal
A greatest blessing a triumph to parents as another dream unfolds
Deluging with happiness my heart reaches out to their adorable hold.
A feeling of inner happiness in my heart and soul makes life complete
With pride i hold back my tears with tissues in hand wow a grand treat! .
Create Date: Saturday, April 17,2010
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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LoST WiThin MyselF I
Sitting in a melancholy room
Thoughts drifted afar
Eyes expressionless, staring blankly
Across the open window
Down the green young meadow
Crossing the vast plain
Towards the wilderness.
Mind's floating, soul drifted away
Searching for something that's lacking in me
My life's not complete, I felt so empty
I still can't find the happiness
the happiness inside me.
My soul seek, oh where i should be?
Trying to find what's lacking in me
My soul floats back to reality
Senses back, heart's feeling fine..
I find the answer to my query
Who am I, what I want to be?
Little voice answered deep within me
I should be in a place where I should be
......my place..............the M O N A S T E R Y.....
_mai_
12Oct08
(Poem I made during my college days...when I was confused and seeking for myself and finally with the nuns after graduation but beloved parents pulled me out..so dreams failed...so my life still seeking for something to be complete...) ...my next piece will tell.
poem by Maia Padua
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My happiness
Happiness is when.....
I see your loving face
I hold it in my hands
and prepare for an embrace
Happiness is when.....
I hear your amazing voice
which brings back happy thoughts
and holds you as my only choice
Happiness is when.....
you giggle or you blush
it's a little bit astounding
and gives me a strange rush
Happiness is when.....
I hold your pale hand
although its seems cold
it's as warm as desert sand
Happiness is when.....
I put my head on your shoulder
I'm shocked you didn't freak
even though I'm like a boulder
Happiness is when.....
you laugh and you smile
you stay with me no matter what
even when I tend to rile
Happiness is when.....
I see your face in my mind
even when I'm lonely or sad
your's is never hard to find
Even though in love I am the poorest
with you I feel a burning in my heart
like a flame in a long wide forest
I pray God will never let us part
The Road may wind.....
let the journey begin and the will finds
the righteous direction of wind propels the
future of thy soul, into the morning sky of
today
be the breezing wind gently flown to
the waiting dunes and back hurriedly to
the sweet home of wonderful beginning; a
riding wave of every fish of hook
show the prosperous journey, the clock
seems echo its waiting moment of time,
where the muddy road wishing to hold;
the suspended sky in your weary eyes, as
it say let me hold you in my tears
puzzled and troubled sweat laugh in the
trembling suite of your wonderful heart,
know not me; cause the pain but a laughter
hold me to gain your great victory in every
hand and dream we hold on
make me, believe that the sharp edge of
time leaves with me, until the bottom of the
sand of the sea capture the wisdom of being
free
i am lifting to stand by your blessed hand,
let me live for another day to stay.........
poem by Antonio Liao
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Perfect World
We can realign the stars if you just close your eyes.
We can watch the skies like we did before.
Happiness is when you wake up in the morning still thinking you are in a dream from the night before.
Happiness is when you breathe the perfume of flowers not noticing their backdropp against the luscious carpet of emerald meadows.
Happiness is following the intrinsic requests of your heart and soul and happy in the idea that you are doing what your heart desires most.
While all around you the mighty world strikes at the portal to your very being, essence of yourself.
Happiness is feeling that you’re only a small example of a grand creation yet still feeling higher than the mountains themselves.
Happiness is when you smile at yourself in the mirror without thinking of someway to change yourself.
Happiness is walking out the house not caring what your appearance is because you don’t care what people think of you.
Happiness is knowing that you are loved for you and not some made-up unnatural stranger.
To be seen as the real me, not letting anyone put me down or hold me back is what would make me happy.
Hence why I smile eternally.
poem by Jane Tomlin
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Lost Hope Or Another Chance X876?
Im here im there im somewhere but im no where im up but im down im goto my right but then i march to my left i see darkness i see the light i see both and i see neither i have hope but dont trust it cant be hopeless but cant and shouldnt be sad should be happier but am nothing other then how i am i wish to be someone and not be a no one i know that in my mind i can be number one and not not be last but in my heart i feel disgraced feel lost wandering thru the darkest halls of eternity a madness my heart races it beats it pounds my very chest at this feeling of complete and total lonliness but yet sumhow way deep down in my very soul laying dormat a thought of happiness a pursuit a glimmer of faith my memory fades slowly but not yet must always remember first and formost if there is but anything other then sadness or sorrow in my future then i seem beaten but not yet my mind races deep down in my subconscious a thought of an angel so pure so beautiful so sweet and so devine so fine thy very memory of angelia (angel) makes my heart smile breaks these very bonds of sadness that holds me deep down in this darkness in my mind the very thought of her very essence releases me of this my mind my soul i feel as if ive risen from the dead and come back to life allover again but yet tis only but a thought but indeed is but a good thought so now there fore i am on the path but to where only i will know as i walk out of darkness and step out onto the path to light and follow my instinct for my heart beats at the very thought of angel to see an old freind like her again would lift anyone out darkness.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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A Strong Mind and a Gentle Heart
I was on top of the mountain looking down,
There you were, stuck on the ground,
In life I had it all, never had to crawl,
If there was beauty, it was all around me,
Sunset glowing against a purple sky,
Why did I feel like I had to cry?
I saw your hand waving down below,
In my throat a lump began to grow,
The pain in my heart knew,
I have been missing you!
So where to now?
What will Grace allow?
You struggle up towards me,
Trying to break free from the hands,
Hands that hold you back,
Hoping that you will crack,
With a strong mind and gentle heart,
The dark will never keep us apart!
Deep runs my pain as I see your tears,
Your love greater than my fears,
You shine your light into my mind,
Shadows caused by my delusions,
Reflections of great confusion,
I wonder where will we meet?
Should I go down to the streets?
Will you make it on your own?
I just don't want to be alone!
With battered hands and bleeding heart,
Your strong mind shouts out loud,
Breaking free from the crowd,
You reach out to free my soul,
To tear the pain from a sad man,
A leap of faith spreads hope across the land,
Despite my doubts I need to see you,
Reaching down I lift you up,
Together we drink from His cup,
Was I your inspiration or you my consolation?
The crowds sense the moment, feel the grace,
As I reach out and touch your face!
13 May 2012
poem by David Andre' Klopper
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Melanie
Watching, driving thru the night, Im all alone
Empty endless road, a thousand miles to go
Midnight five million thoughts are passing in a row
Will you still be waiting there God only knows
I can still see your face in my mind, with every turn I take
The wind through my heart feels so cold, as it calls out your name
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you can set me free
Morning, suns in my eyes, Im tied to your soul
One chance, one solitary life, how could I let you go
Got a phone call, or was it a dream, a voice spoke to me
I could swear it was you that I heard crying desperately
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free
I can still see your face in my mind, with every turn I take
The wind through my heart feels so cold, as it calls out your name
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free
Melanie, nothing but the touch of your hand can rescue me
Oh, melanie, reach inside this emptiness and you will set me free
song performed by by Toto
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Heart Of Gold
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
In a world where darkness comes up with the sunrise.
We have all made a compromise to survive.
Living a lie, with a single tear dropp in our eyes.
It turns in to many.
A plenty.
Where we have surrendered up our greatest beliefs.
A sacrifice of the soul.
We are all losing control.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
I never thought anybody could bring me back from the edge.
My spirit is going to soar.
I'm looking for the double edge sword.
Expecting to die by it with a roar.
I thought I would have angered the beast who dwells in the fires.
But he never appears.
Instead suddenly all I see is good tidings.
It is the horse I want to be riding.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
Who are you?
Why are you helping me?
Where does all this love towards fellow man come from?
I'm a friend.
I do this because I can.
It's not easy to understand, when they are no demands.
An angel has whispered upon my ear again.
Speaking of the knight in white armour.
Saying when he comes.
All pure souls will be undone, released and gone.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
When it is a heart of gold.
In this story happiness unfolds.
A gift has been given.
The wise man says just take it.
Just take it.
Don't ask why.
For it could go back up to the sky.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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In The Healing Night
She didn't really look at me
those silver eyes flash
and can blind
mirage you
and make you confused.
In the long night
my mind reconstructs the day
often then
vacationing
from the days reality
thereby offering myself comforting
from the betrayed, the rejected
the scorned and the unloved reality
of one who nonetheless
lingers inside my Emotions Shadow
half-face peering
behind doors
inside peep holes
wondering if in the glancing
rejection can be undone
be tossed outside reality;
from a glance that would say
that she was sorry
didn't mean it
come to her senses
find out the other
wasn't really for her
hurry back
to my arms
where I
kindness in hand
would brush her hair
and tell her it was alright;
this scenario
running again
and again
in my bed-room night
I'm face down
in the crying pillow
where I can let no tears fall.
Up and pacing
phone in hand
a trembling receiver,
dial tone screaming
mind saying
don't be foolish
don't call
heart saying
it might be she
is thinking of me
and this call
produces a miracle
punctuated by
my heart filled
with a sense of our destiny
our meant to be
if only she
could come to her senses.
I replace the phone
into its cradle
dial tone dead
eyes lifting
seeing
this is perhaps
my day time dream
lifting me
in this night
back into reality
with a mending sound
coming from where my soul rests.
Is this how loves end?
Is this how we move on?
I lay my self down
marking this point
as when
my healing
had begun.
enough at least
to face seeing her
again at the office
the next day.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Memories of 10th March 2008 Barbican Hall by shirani ibrahim 03/19/2010
Memories of 10th March 2008 Barbican Hall by shirani ibrahim 03/19/2010
15th March the awaited day dawns with a remembrance
Another miraculous event with a heavenly fragrance
Loss for words i dont know what to say
My twin rivers overflowing, feeling the emotions of today
Its a secret language that i cannot understand
It was a dream but tiday i awake to see its wonderland
As Nadi enters the... Barbican Hall
And majestically walks the red carpet, dignified and tall
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Senioritus
Sitting here waiting
Watching the clock slowly tick
Tic toc Tic toc
The days go by slowly
It's April and May is nowhere in sight
It is getting harder to wake up in the morning
Pushing the snooze button once again
Trying to find reasons to stay home
The mind is elsewhere, floating in the clouds
May is finally here
Graduation is full speed ahead
Seinoritus is getting worse
The heart is set on graduation
The mind wants to sleep in 'til noon
BAM
Graduation is finally here
That was the cure needed all along
poem by Kilee Burton
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Missing Angels and Gallant Knight
The silence tells the girls and gkids are gone,
An emptiness I face for another few morns,
I look around with feelings so low empotionally,
...
That stirs the mind and heart very deeply.
Drowned in thoughts of my angels three,
And my gallant knight never did set me free.
Their glistenning smile upon their youthful face,
Fills my heart and makes the world a happy face.
The soft sweet gentle voice echoing in my ears,
Dries up the ever threatenning salty tears.
Awaited impatiently, ..frozen for the telephone call
For the melodious voice 'we are fine' thats all.
Then came the expected shrill of that precious ring
'Biggy we are in Colombo' and perfect in everything.
Though Miles apart their words music to my ears,
Happiness did kindly smile and dimmed my fears.
Safe in the loving arms of my neice and sister,
Relax I rest my mind and my heart free of blisters!
happy holidays...
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Truth of Heart...
Truth be told …
In this soul in this mind is this heart a shrine
Pictures of this life a true heart you will find
Look into this heart of mind speaks of this life
Held in hand a truth of love memories of a kind
Sending love of messages of this love of mind
True to heart impatiently waiting for each line
Oh this heart answers when upon sounds ring
Of this soul of heart listening to who it brings
Truth be known of this heart beats of this life
Heart to ear speaks this mind within those near
In and of favorites who will be the one endeared
A cell phone is your heart within which a truth lies
poem by Knights Dreams
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Gravity!
Plunge from eternity into reality.
Cry.
Yeah, mom and dad brought you here.
Open your eyes.
Draw your first breath.
The downward ride begins.
Open your heart. Let love in.
Open your heart. Let love out.
Smile.
Miss a heartbeat.
Crawl. Walk. Run. Fly.
Touch the sky.
Defy it.
Blow for blow.
Let life happen to you.
Laugh.
Live.
Eat. Drink.
Hurt. Heal.
Get. Give.
Breathe. Exhale.
Pendulum. Swings.
Down you go.
Take. A stand.
Search. Knowledge.
Fool. Become wise.
Nerves. Take the stage.
Hold onto. Let go.
The second hand races.
Take your time.
Betrayed. Forgive.
Pressure. Diamonds.
Angry. For a moment.
Face. Your fears.
Silence. Ponder.
Hug. Give yourself away.
Find. Yourself.
Frown with the moonlight.
Shine with the sun.
Twinkle with the stars.
Sing with the birds.
Dance with your soul.
For these are the days of your life.
Pursue your passion.
Have faith in you.
For you are all you have.
Happiness. Your treasure.
Sorrow. Your weight.
Put a smile. On a face.
Open your eyes. See.
Open your mind. Vision.
Open your spirit. Dream.
Fall down. Get up.
A hand. A friend.
Tick tock.
Ping pong.
Ding dong.
Down you slide.
Think. Create.
The south calls. Impact.
Let your biography be the history of the
world.
Let your feet leave a dent on time's
sand.
Going. Down.
Let your life be the boulevard the world
comes to.
When all's been said and all's been
done.
Nature calls. Gravity straps its belt.
Ready to take you for a ride six feet
under.
Gravity pushes us all six feet under.
Live in such a way that when gravity
does take its course, your fragrance
kisses the generations yet unborn.
poem by Jenim Dibie
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If I Had Any Sense Left At All (feat. Phil Collins)
I can feel the darkness reaching in
As I touch the place you may as well have never been
Love can hurt much more than one can bear
When a heart beats for someone who's not there
CHORUS
How many times
Must I tell myself that you're gone
When will the rest of me wake up
And see what went wrong
So wrong
And turn on the light, pick up the phone
And just call
And lay pride aside
If I had any sense at all
Voices call that only I can hear
Who would have thought this love was something I would fear
Almost hold, almost smell, almost taste
On my mind, in my heart, on my face
CHORUS
How many times
Must I tell myself that you're gone
When will the rest of me wake up
And see what went wrong
So wrong
And turn on the light, pick up the phone
And just call
And lay pride aside
If I had any sense at all
Oh, just lay pride aside
If I had any sense left at all
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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The Siren's Cry
Thy silent maiden floats at sea,
Long golden hair flowing around her bod,
Nothing in her mind but a tale of love and woe,
As her tears fall to be lost in the sea,
Never to be seen again, but by those who whisper to she,
Whisper of a light so bright, that you cannot see the world,
The world that engulfs thy in horror of unreal wonders,
As water laps at thy feet, reaching, reaching for thy soul,
Crying the sirens cry to lure thee to her breast,
Her breast where thy silent maiden lay awaiting her lover’s hand,
Waiting for her tears to be dried with thy finger of love,
And still thy stand overcome by thy light of selfishness and want,
And still thy silent maiden lies out at sea,
Silver tears flowing from her closed eyes,
Arms out brushing backs of dolphins and whales,
Hair dancing in the waves,
As she sings her sirens song, pushing, pushing the water,
The waster that laps at thy feet, reaching, reaching for thy soul,
Water made of the sirens cry,
Luring thy to her breast, where thy silent maiden lay awaiting,
Awaiting her lovers hand to wipe away her tears,
And like so many before that have given their heart to her,
And that have become the foam that lines the sea,
Like those before,
Thou shall fall to the sirens cry.
By: Bethany Maxwell
September 18,2009
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Heart Of Innocence
Sometimes I wake up in the dark of night
And in my mind theres a picture of you
I know someday this dream will come alive
So for now your shadow will do
Ive never seen your face
But I know your in my heart
Maybe someday some place
Ill hold you in my arms
Chorus
I have a gift for you
Something that Ive held on to
Waiting for your sweet caress
The ribbon has beed on tight
For all that I hold inside
And only you will possess
This heart of innocence
I lay my head down on a pillow of white
Your in the dark I am cradled in peace
No thoughts from yesterday to haunt me at night
No tears to dry, no sad memories
It isnt hard to hold
And now Ill safely keep
The strength thats in my soul
Until you come to me
Chorus
Every night I make a wish before I fall asleep
That destiny will take your hand
And lead you to me
Chorus
[spoken] I love you
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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If I Had Any Sense Left At All
I can feel the darkness reaching in
As I touch the place you may as well have never been
Love can hurt much more than one can bare
When a heart beats for someone whose not there
How many times must I tell myself that you're gone
When will the rest of me wake up and see what went wrong
So wrong
And turn on the light and pick up the phone and just call
And lay pride aside
If I had any sense left at all
Voices call that only I can hear
Who would have thought love was somethin' I would fear
Almost hold, almost smell, almost taste
On my mind, in my heart, on my face
How many times must I tell myself that you're gone
And when will the rest of me wake up and see what went wrong
So wrong
And turn on the light and pick up the phone and just call
And lay pride aside
If I had any sense left at all
Oh, just lay pride aside
If I had any sense left at all
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
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Above From The Deep
Above from the deep
Taller than the sky wall
We shall pluck the sun
Embracing all shines in our arm
Bring it back into the ground
Brightening dark deep down
A Light for our dreams to grow
Above from the deep
Let the shine in their eyes staring
Upon me holding something
In my hand without a thing
Because only my eyes knowing
The existence of what i am holding
The invisible dream that i dream
Own my heart as whole
Forever it will be placed in my hand
Coated with my every strength
With all trust i lay in this palm
For invisible dream to survive
Just like a farmer without a land
Only in my heart for seeds to grow
Waiting for wake up from long sleep
In a while we witnessing the flowing wind
Moving with the time, roll the clock wheels
Then we watching days changing to years
Observing the hopeless grass grow taller
The shine in their eyes intriguing
Of my invisible seed surfaced by the dust
Layers of ashes bury it deeper from above
In my hand, i still holding, i still believing
The strength and trust i keep holding
For a small wish one day will growing
Above from the deep
Fertilizing with trial and error
Usual watering without surrender
Above from the deep
Raising hand from below
The green hopes finally crawling out
In ambient of different calling to wake up
Above from the deep
The sun still waiting for this new born
Touch them up to reach higher as they can go
Higher and taller above
Above from this deep
I just like a farmer without a land
But seeding dreams without discriminating
Of which seeds I should choose and growing
To pick only the best one to grow, No oh No
As my heart says grow all, their potential we don't hold
So i will grow all without discriminating
Even I am only a farmer without a land
One sweet day i smell something sweet
From a garden of my soul
The growing plant i seed once
with tears and hardness i witnessed
Harvest from sweet sacrifice
Turn for joy and happiness
For reality now in same line
Side by side walk with me
Above from this deep
Sweat and tears dropp to my feet
I smell the existence of my ripen dream fruit
Yet if i grow all dreams i shall have many
Of diverse tastes and colorful flowers
So i told the seed and land, my heart of no land farmer
Believe your self to go above, get brighter
Even you cant, don't go deeper, it's darker
So take care of what you dream
Just matter of time to tell you when
For one day it will go above
Higher, reaching from this deep
Above from this deep
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This is a poem that i write for one of my friend here, that finally
found the strength after many times feel down for uncertainty time
I'm so proud to see how great smile can bounce back to that innocent heart.I know we dream many things in our life, sometimes we can reach sometimes we cant but never abandon what we have start, seed them with try...maybe for others our dream is a small but in our eyes that is what we wanted for, so chase what you want to do...we may not have it now, seed takes years to grow as a strong tree, some even to sprout takes years to get favorable condition....I never agree
for whom said, pick the best seed or seedling...sometimes the weaker one could be stronger and better, it changes through time, like our life we become better..we learn to survive, so give any chance to anyone and dream to grow and proves as what they really are...and for a dream we dream we will enjoy a fruit imagine if we dream of different, we may have many types of fruits/flower just if we seed and care them....but dream without try and care it is hopeless...
It's a dream in a dream...For my friend who knows that this is for you, you have fallen many times, cry deeply and now i am glad you find a shineSo go my dear friend, for everyone Go above from the deep...you will smile, For all..LOve_Unwritten Soul
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