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That Unconditional Love

Gone are those caring loving hands that held me tenderly,

that helped me wade the stormy shores, oh so bravely,

The older you got the stronger and wiser you seemed to me

You read my hurt, my need you saw and treated me so gently

It was a mother and daughter bond that could, can never be torn

Sadly one day, when I was far away, the angels came, you were gone.

Wet eyes, pain numbed, I walked on stumbling as the years rolled by

I turned to God Almighty and with many a prayer I did sigh,

As into darkness I was plunged and felt this world I no longer could ride

Then came, four motherly angels, to dry the tears, that I could not hide.

They blossomed into beautiful flowers with sweetness so fragrant.

I see your smile my dearest mum, in their young face with strength abundant

Now, I stroll along life's journey, as they lend me their ears and words of love

God never fails us, as he showers the glory of his blessings from above.

Hand in hand, I move along with my girls, to face the dawn of every glorious morn.

Mothers they truly are, Melina, Nadi, Firasa and Marie with dignity I move on!

Daughters are sisters and friends and become our dearest mothers till the end

The precious gift making our day so starry in the darkest night and hearts do amend.

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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The Journey..From great grandparents to grandchildren

Numerous are such blessing don't know exactly where to start
They have left their heart prints deeply embedded in my heart
As I look back into my childhood many a tender moments do replay
They are so unique and precious, much more than spoken words can say
Their concern kindness understanding, a blessing from God above,
A strength indeed, in life's journey the sweetest fragrance of love
Through good times and the bad times that can never ever be measured
They do appear in the form of angels, and that is the best to be treasured
When the going was tough and into depressive moods I almost did drown
Many a teardropp they did wipe away to smile away that many a frown
Now my kids grandkids traveled the world over they loved them, the same
Their gentle hands help them as useful citizens to step into the hall of fame
Children and Grandchildren they are riches, blessings from above and more
Hearts did not fail them courage did not desert them to their goal they did go
Stumbling thro collectively, individually, braving the calamity every sunrise
Tired and weary awaiting their return hopefully to see their sparkling eyes
Melina Nadi Firasa Marie and Abdullah the wonders of the Amazing you
God Almighty shower his blessings today and all through life's journey too

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Mel..Nad..In My Daughters Eyes

In Both My Daughters Eyes

You two came out of heaven to make happiness dear.
To smile away the sorrow and kiss away the tears.
You became a strength and an everlasting glory,
Your beautiful face and beautiful smile tells a story.
You are God's miracle and the future was in your eye.
That did many a resuce gave the power to fly high.
Your ever glowing stlye brightened the darkened days.
a helping hand you never did hesitate, come what may.
Generation Gap didnt matter as friends we became a team.
Your heart pure with sweetness of love an overflowing stream...
The differences disputes we shared never did us break,
Memories precious and our wondrous days we did make.
As a friend, teacher, sister and motherly hand you lend..
To rest a weary head on your youthful gentle lap till the end.

Create Date: Saturday, April 17,2010

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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This Isn't Everything You Are

He walked into a drugstore that day
He took a bullet and saved a girl
Not for heroic reasons
But to end his journey
His mum held his feet and prayed
with a hundred teardrops
Two thousand hands of a thousand angels
Performed CPR and with four thousand teardrops
Warmed his frozen body
God sits, turns his face and sheds a dropp or two
He lies alone in pitch darkness
The going had been tough
And he chose to get going
He dug a hole, lay and covered himself
Grace felt fat and took a stroll that day
He walked and smiled
Stepping on a heap of sand, he felt pain
Stooped and moved the sand
Turned his face and stared the turned teary face
Face to face they stared
The angels keep at it and look to God and grace
'There's joy not far from here', the angels echoed
He'd strayed, mum prayed, angels stayed
God came, breathed in him
Whispered and said, 'this isn't everything you are'
His heart beat, his mum smiled
Angels cried, God tried
To show him, all he was made to be
He cried, angels smiled
You are more than what you've been through
You are more than what you are today
And hope, though not bankable
Is the thread of life
And if you ever feel like walking away from it all
Keep this in mind:
THIS ISN'T EVERYTHING YOU ARE.

poem by Jenim Dibie
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My Book Of LIfe With Marie..Seventeen Years!

As I Turn back the pages of time with my ageing shaking hands,
Every leaf I read is a beautiful story of a magical sparkling wonderland
Laughter tears joys and the secrets we shared, a story to be untold
The best read, so perfect with many a moments, unforgettable unfold
The lovely days I recall brings many a tears of joy I just couldn’t hide
Smiling away the deepest darkest hours making it, a so joyous ride
The pleasant laughter, a gentle breeze, tenderly touching my weary heart.
An inner strength abundance of love, devotion, a miraculous work of art
A heart so dear, hands so gentle, a voice so musical, easing my hurting ears
Peace contentment the book of joy called ‘Marie and I, The Seventeen Years! ! !
with tnx to my adorable Marie..the best wherever you go in your life's journey..May you have a story book of memories filled with love and dignity...lv happy years to floow strating from this day..22nd sept 2011

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Happy Bday Across the Sand Dunes...4th Feb 2011

Melina
The ticking of the clock n soon came the beautiful day,
Laughter, cries, tears, cheers, memries to treasure till this day.
Many years and with sweetness, you kissed my tears away.
The smile upon your face, my fears had less chances to stay.
And now I... awake.. it is reality, as into the world outside,
You bravely travel, on your own, confused i step aside.
My job will be, still always undone, though decades fly.....
Perfected a quality, good grace with a dignified style,
Chin up.. you gently tread with your loyal sis and angelic kids
Another year, another bday and many surprise awaits you.
Your sis, couzin, aunt n kids in Wet Lanka have plans too...
From across the seas a special cake comes with all our love
God almighty shower the best of blessing from heavens above
Good luk good health peace of mind happiness... galore
A leader, a mentor, majestically you stand and you i adore.
Happy Bday Sweet Melina....the best daughter ever!
loving you the wonderful prize

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Sometimes I Feel You

Sometimes I feel you
Your presence

Tickling my neck
Sometimes I feel you

Waking up
Feeling my Sweat drip

I saw you
Sometimes I reach for you

My hand stretching
My muscles stiffening

I cannot get to you
Sometimes I talk to you

My eyes closed
In the middle of the night

When my body sleeps
And my mind does not

Sometimes I feel you
Dripping from the sky

You are lonely
You seem sad

You bring weather
That makes my bones weak

Sometimes I feel you
Through my window

Gently stroking the blinds
Sometimes I hear you

Whistling through the air
Creating a tornado of despair

Sometimes I grieve for you
Your life was too short

When you left this world
I wasn't even born

But, you are not a stranger
You are my angel

And when you cry
You bring rain

And when you smile
The clouds move

Like your lips do
And the sunshine peaks through

Sometimes I feel you
Through black and white pictures

Your eyes gazing at me
Seeing the creation your daughter has made

You try hard to smile
Behind a garden

You have tamed
Only soon

Your garden will no longer be in your hands
Your eyes dry up

Your flowers dry up
Your hands no longer tame gardens on Earth

Sometimes I feel you
Through my mothers garden

Sometimes I taste you
Through my mothers recipes

Sometimes I see you
Through my mothers eyes

poem by Diana Poems
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King Khaleed Teaching Hospital A World Of Love

When you're down and out sadly things go wrong; for some of us, often it will.
We cling to hope and caring hands when life seems to be at a stand still
Strength is gone and you can no longer fight for what is in store
The light seems to dim and fading out of sight and may be no more
A silent prayer that never fails; helps you face the trials and the test
God speaks with healing gentle hands, with love and care to the best
To calm our fears, dry our unending tears and understand our sighs.
With a loving heart which smiles into yours, when doubts are ever so high
In came two young Saudi doctors with a great nursing team
With so much love and kindness flowing like a silvery stream
Love is the most powerful healing force for many ailments he said
Echoing in my ears his comforting words' I will be with you by your bed'
I closed my eyes and held the hands that touched my heart so desperately
With the fragrance of kind words I drifted away for a while so temporarily
Then I awoke with thoughts running through my now dizzy mind
'You did fine and everything is alright, your fears are now gone behind'
It is God's blessing; a gift, that He sends in abundance from heavens above
King Khalid Teaching hospital filled my heart with strength with so much love.

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Mother, Some Notes...

it is your day mother
i know how hard it was
when i was a child
hardheaded i was
more than a rock

all your life you love me
more than the rest of the siblings
you did not say it
your actions did
all the time

perhaps we belong to the tradition
of the unspoken
we never confessed our love for each other
you hold me by the hand
and carried me
there are no words
no instructions
you must have been thinking about so many other things
to give
me the best

i have seen the best in you
grandma despised you
but papa insisted on loving you
and you had kids
and you had all those
surviving years

how swift time with all its wings flew
when you were gone
i see how you closed your eyes gently
as i held your hand

i assured you
there are angels
and that light
shall guide you

you had a happy death
and i do not have any regret

you are happier there
i know, dearest mother.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Father's Cry

Last night I dreamed I cried
Tears flowed like a hurricane far and wide
I woke sad and depressed for things I now regret
A hollowed feeling makes me so upset
A blank face I now put on and wear
I hold back the tears so my children see me not go there
I hurt so much inside to have lost so much so fast
I ponder how long the pain will last

I see the grief in their eyes as they ask me why
No answers for came just a tear from my eye
How, how, how could this be
I have lost the ones most dearest to me

A broken family we are now
And at times I ask myself how
Why did happen to us
To stay to together was a must
What such madness I can’t believe
For all I can do is watch them leave

Iron bird takes them to distant lands
No more we walk and hold hands
No more trips to the mall
Yes my friends I have lost it all

My house is no longer a home
For the first time we are alone
For us this is a major crisis
We could still speak on man-made devices
Might as well you be in outer space
For can’t hold and touch your face

It hurts so much to see you weep
But these words you should keep
Whatever pain, whatever strife
I will continue to love you more than life

The heavens opened to celebrate your birth
No precious medal can attain your worth
A seldom promise I made that day
I would take care of you come what may

No mater where, no matter when
I will be there for you till the bitter end
Please for me don’t you cry
This is not the end nor is it goodbye
For neither wherever you are nor whatever you do
Remember that I will always love you
We will love you just the same and shall not be refrained
For no greater love in this life can ever be attained

Chin up and cry no longer
For the love I have will continue to grow stronger
You are my life and my link to the future
For you are my son and my loving daughter

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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On The Dedication Of Dorothy Hall

TUSKEGEE, ALA., APRIL 22, 1901.

Not to the midnight of the gloomy past,
Do we revert to-day; we look upon
The golden present and the future vast
Whose vistas show us visions of the dawn.

Nor shall the sorrows of departed years
The sweetness of our tranquil souls annoy,
The sunshine of our hopes dispels the tears,
And clears our eyes to see this later joy.

Not ever in the years that God hath given
Have we gone friendless down the thorny way,
Always the clouds of pregnant black were riven
By flashes from His own eternal day.

The women of a race should be its pride;
We glory in the strength our mothers had,
We glory that this strength was not denied
To labor bravely, nobly, and be glad.

God give to these within this temple here,
Clear vision of the dignity of toil,
That virtue in them may its blossoms rear
Unspotted, fragrant, from the lowly soil.

God bless the givers for their noble deed,
Shine on them with the mercy of Thy face,
Who come with open hearts to help and speed
The striving women of a struggling race.

poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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To My Babies....Happy Mothers Day Every Day

To My Babies…….Happy Mothers Day Every Day

Do you remember the very first day you spent inside your very first cradle in my womb?
Do you remember the calm warm liquid love I enveloped you in?
Do you remember my calming soothing voice with you in the darkness?
Do you remember the beat of my loving heart?
Do you remember how I nourished you with my own blood?
Do you remember kicking me from within?
Do you remember bringing a smile to my tired yet blossoming face?
Do you remember me sitting up late in the night in discomfort only for your comfort?
Do you remember my pain and cries upon feeling torn apart?
Do you remember when the moment turned into minutes turned into hours?
Do you remember holding on so tight not wanting to leave the comfort and safety of my womb
Do you remember me pushing you out taking my own self to the brink of death?
Do you remember me giving you a glimpse of your new life?
Do you remember the look in my eyes?
Do you remember the first time I held you, your very first caress?
Do you remember the first kiss I planted upon your face?
Do you remember that first tear that rolled down my cheek
Do you remember your first tear I kissed away with my healing lips?
Do you remember the look of pride and joy?
Do you remember my very first silent prayer?
Do you remember being severed from my tired form?
Do you remember me holding you to my breast to give you only my very best?

Well I remember each and every moment and will take it with me upon my last breath
For as long and beyond…. hold on to that invisible cord
I love you all unconditionally and will always be right here in your hearts
Happy Mothers Day to you all
Love Always
Mummy

poem by Lilac Wine
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Journey

A fantasy it was, with thoughts of a journey of starry days in full content
With the sweet fragrance at every sunrise, sunset, and many a pleasant even
But t'was a stormy sail, a mysterious twist and turns, the joy and the pain
Every chapter reads a story complete, with laughter and many a tears of rain
Recalling how it all began a majestic fleet with promises, alas many a broken
Vows made with sheer negligence and commitments all carelessly forsaken
As the steady insensitive flow of violation, disruption that sufficed many a tear
Every little dropp of hope, wishes, now blown away by the winds of despair
What a rigorous ride it really was with friends that could never see a mend
the hard work the endless tolerance patience, seeming to see a never never end
And nearing the winding route came a sudden pure prize, a pleasant friend
God s gift to wipe away the tears and make many a steadfast courageous amends
though a love non-existant, a strong hand reached out puzzled in battle I stand today
Shaping me to lend a ear to what life offers as the angels may not be far away
The rainbow of happiness spreads through the stormy clouds that never did fail
Before the journey makes a halt I am oh so thankful for being part of my troubled sail
Our fleet crossed, a lightening glance, we sailed away memories deep rooted in our hearts..
Dear God hearts must not fail me, as with courage I move on, blessings it is., the email apart!

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Wishing And Willing..

When the baby kicks in the womb,
A few parents touch to have the kick,
Most mothers excited, while the fathers too,
A few miss this opportunity as not bothered to,
The crying of the babies never fails to wake up,
The loving hearts of the mother and father,
The crying of the mothers never fails to shaken up,
The young hearts of children, who see the rift,
Hearts of children love their mother,
As it listened to her beats day and night,
Hearts of children are attracted to the mother,
As she is the one, who listens to their blabber,
The crying of babies never fails to wake up the mother,
The crying of mothers never fails to shaken up the children.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Where Angels Sing

This song was dedicated to valeria m.
Meet me downtown on the corner.
Ill be waiting in a big yellow cab.
Dont bring a suitcase.
You wont need a thing.
Therell be no worries.
Where angels sing.
I got my ticket in my hand.
Oh, the price is paid in full.
No man can stop me.
Their words wont sting you.
No dreams will haunt you.
Where angels sing.
I get so weary.
On this troubled road.
Unlock these chains.
And gently rock me home.
Beyond the clouds and the rain
Where angels sing.
Where angels sing.
Where lies cant hurt you.
The flesh desert me.
No in or out.
No loss or doubt.
No living with or doing without.
Where money aint the power king.
And kindness is the most precious thing.
Where angels sing.
Oh, where angels sing.
Where time means nothing.
No hustle.
No one rushing.
No dark of night.
No hate or spite.
No wrong or right.
No day or night.
No towns or no cities.
Theres no pain, no pity.
Where hunger is no longer.
And a good man just gets stronger.
Where angels sing.
Where angels sing.
Where angels sing.
Where angels sing.
Where angels sing.
Where angels sing.

song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Rameela Aunty of Lily Avenue Wellawatte.

The angels came and a lovely dignified lady is...sadly gone
Her gentle voice and loving words hear not another morn
Golden memories are silver souvenirs that... will linger on
With a love she shared with grace a strength to move on
The fragrance of faith and love embedded in the hearts
As she spun velvet words deep into her young ones heart
will be missed by many....
Mel Nad Marie...granaunt and great gran aunt
Fazli Sameer paternal aunt.
passed away 9th October 2010

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Daughter...Best Friend Sister Mother to Me...My Precious Melina

Melina...My Daughter, Best Friend, Sister and Mother To Me.

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Melina....the superstar of my life...
You walked along with me and soon became my great friend
Then hurt walked left a shattered life we have much to mend
Youthful life, kids to guide, a great toll in your hands lay,
With every fall you must rise a Herculean Task you got to play
Precious jewel, indeed a God's Blesings a wonder like you.
I awake to cross the line of our next phase, though i fear it so
Its time to let go, the many decisions, you must make
No longer to soon, to lose you to the world outside, a step i take
You gave me time, now i step behind, as u travel on your own
My job will be, still undone, even with the years fast flown.....
Perfected with unspoken pain, a quality, a style, and good grace.
May God be with you, as with dignity you softly tread in life's race
love Mum

Create Date: Saturday, April 17,2010

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Who Would Believe? ?

Who would believe? ?
Through the stormy days came an unexpected ‘sorry I heard’
Hands of fate shared my painful news, leaving me so disturbed
Shocked, nervous, hands trembled with fear ‘oh god’ I mumbled…
Now what? Re read the lines as my world twice over tumbled
Heavens smiled, a friend, with good grace, caring hands to my side
To wipe away the tears that I cry and now very muich less to hide
Amazing words so kind, concerned but pity did i really need?
Days rolled into months that slipped into years, quite a speed!
Asleep or awake, am I a dreaming? Grasping hands in desperation
First fascination it was, took me to a world of love and devotion.
Beneath my sorrows, my heartaches and tears I took precaution.
But my heart once torn, tattered now filled with unexplained emotion.
As tender words blossomed a love, a real beaut deepseated forever
Embracing sweetness, hopes to the land where there’s no parting, ever
An illusion.another mirage? came a feeling, touching a heart…
Always at my side despite the distance, many an ocean apart
Unreachable, untouchable many moons ago, true love’s never late
Now who would believe that so close we be….the best of mates?
Rent free in my heart, a place with feelings of everlasting love.
A Sparkling light that never fails to shine from the heavens above.
The harmonious melody plays on, a special music so divine.
A journey flavored.. oh the sweetest fragrance so beautiful a design.

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poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Daughters

I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
But she's just like a maze
Where all of the walls all continually change
And I've done all I can
To stand on her steps with my heart in my hand
Now I'm starting to see
Maybe it's got nothing to do with me
Fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Oh, you see that skin?
It's the same she's been standing in
Since the day she saw him walking away
Now she's left
Cleaning up the mess he made
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without warmth from
A woman's good, good heart
On behalf of every man
Looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of her world
So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too

song performed by by John Mayer
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Un seen..Unspoken Pain...Melina 2005! !

Melina.....Unspoken Pain 2005.......

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- Melina..the blow and into the world of darkness! !
You walked along with me and soon became my great friend.
Then hurt walked in, left a shattered life, we have much to mend.
Youthful life, kids to guide, a great toll in your hands lay,
With every fall, you must rise, a Herculean Task, you got to play
Precious jewel, indeed a God's Blesings, an amazing wonder like you.
Alas I awake, to cross the line of our next phase, though i fear it so!
Its time to let go, the many decisions, you must now make.
No longer to soon, to lose you to the world outside, a step i take.
You gave me time, now i step behind, as you travel on your own.
My job will be, still undone, even with the years fast flown.....
Your youthful days tatterd and battered leaving you confused
With every step you take may your questions be greatly reduced
Perfected, sadly, unspoken pain, a quality, a style, with good grace.
May God be with you, as with dignity, you softly tread in life's race.
love Mum

Create Date: Tuesday, April 20,2010

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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The Touch Of Your Hand

On the day that you were born
I touched your hand so chubby and warm.

I touched your hand when you were one
and helped you walk my beautiful son.

I held your hand when you were two.
We ran, your favorite thing to do.

I held your hand when you were three
as you climbed on my lap and smiled at me.

I touched your hand when you were four
as the ocean touched our toes at the shore.

I touched your hand when you were five
walking you to school but when we'd arrive

I felt the tug of your hand from mine
and I knew that we had crossed a line.

I looked at you and released your hand
and said'it's okay I understand.'

As I walked back home I cried some tears
thinking of all our hand holding years.

Holding your hand became sporadic now,
when you were feverish or I felt your brow.

I held your hand a few times as a teen
but always alone so it wouldn't be seen.

I held your hand after you said, 'I do.'
We danced together just me and you.

After some years went by my son
you held the hand of your little one.

And so the times of your life turn around
and now that my hand is old I've found

you take my hand and help me walk
and as you do we intimately talk.

And it takes me back to that bright early morn
when I held your hand so chubby and warm.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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