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| Some of the beautiful Poetries of my Friends |
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| Poetries: 1. Messanger 2. Points of ponder 3. Memories 4. Art and Beauty 5. Something Important 6. My Friends ____________________________________________________________ MESSANGER ____________________________________________________________ AS WE WERE BORN IN A CIRCLE OF LIGHT ETERNITY HAS GIVEN BIRTH TO MESSANGERS AND ETERNITY HAS ALSO GIVEN ME THIS LIFE BUT I’M NOT THE MESSANGER I’M PART OF THEIR MESSAGE. THEY HAVE GIVEN US RIGHT PATH BUT I’M HERE TO GUIDE OTHER LIFE WITH THAT LIGHT ETERNITY HAS GIVEN THEM KNOWLEDGE OF NATURE AND THEY HAVE REVEALED IT TO BUT I’M NOT THE MESSANGER ONLY THE PART OF MESSAGE. JUST LIKE A SUN PRESENT BETWEEN THE SOLAR SYSTEM EMITTING LIGHT WHICH IS THEN TRAVEL THROGHT ABYSS TIME BUT ONLY REFLECT WHEN THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THE WALL WHICH COMES ITS WAY SO, ETERNITY IS THE SUN LIGHT IS MESSANGER AND I’M THE RAY OF THAT LIGHT WHICH IS CREATED FROM ETERNITY WHERE WALL ARE ORDINARY HUMAN WHICH ETERNITY HAS CREATED SO, AS YOU CAN SEE THAT I’M NOT THE MESSANGER BUT PART OF IT. Devil ;) ____________________________________________________________ POINTS OF PONDER ____________________________________________________________ We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less. --- We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; we have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness. --- We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too seldom, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. --- We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom and lie too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; we've added years to life, not life to years. --- We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. --- We've conquered outer space, but not inner space; we've done larger things, but not better things; we've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we've split the atom, but not our prejudice; we write more, but learn less; plan more, but accomplish less. --- We've learned to rush, but not to wait; we have higher incomes; but lower morals; more food but less appeasement; --- We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication; we've become long on quantity, but short on quality. --- These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships. These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure and less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition. These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes. --- These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. --- It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stockroom. Indeed it's all true. --- ____________________________________________________________ MEMORIES ____________________________________________________________ --- There are some moments of the past Which one wants to cherish To hold them in the Heart, And alwayz to relish, There are some beautiful dayz Which never fade away. Whenever you look back They seem resplendent and gay. The time which we spend With our loved ones iz an asset. Which brings to us pleasure So vestal and special The dayz of my childhood and innocence, Imprint the memories forming my life's essence. The splendour of my girlhood zeal Is a delight for life time indeed. Az the ime slowly crawls away I pick these memories, Like pebbles from the bay. Tommorow when I am weary and torn And all my loved ones have gone I'll sit back and explore my memory box Till time makes me too, A thing of the Past. --- ____________________________________________________________ ART AND BEAUTY ____________________________________________________________ --- Art iz Beauty, Beauty an Art. Both alluring every Heart. Admired, loved, and appreciated, When both are interrelated. Art iz gorgeous and attractive, When beauty iz its captive. Beauty iz alwayz splendid, When it iz polished and mended. In the test of time, both survive And together they remain alive. --- ____________________________________________________________ SOMETHING IMPORTANT ____________________________________________________________ >>We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; >>wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; >>we spend more, but have less; >> we buy more, but enjoy it less. >> >> We have bigger houses and smaller families; >> more conveniences, but less time; >> we have more degrees, but less sense; >> more knowledge, but less judgment; >> more experts, but more problems; >> more medicine, but less wellness. >> >> We drink too much, >> smoke too much, >> spend too recklessly, >> laugh too little, >> drive too fast, >> get too angry too quickly, >> stay up too late, >> get up too tired, >> read too seldom, >> watch TV too much, >> and pray too seldom. >> >> We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. >> We talk too much, love too seldom and lie too often. >> We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; >> we've added years to life, not life to years. >> >> We've been all the way to the moon and back, >> but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new >>neighbor. >> We've conquered outer space, but not inner space; >> we've done larger things, but not better things; >> we've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; >> we've split the atom, but not our prejudice; >> we write more, but learn less; >> plan more, but accomplish less. >> >> We've learned to rush, but not to wait; >> we have higher incomes; but lower morals; >> more food but less appeasement; >> >> We build more computers to hold more information, >> to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication; >> we've become long on quantity, but short on quality. >> >> These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; >> tall men, and short character; >> steep profits, and shallow relationships. >> These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; >> more leisure and less fun; >> more kinds of food, but less nutrition. >> These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; >> of fancier houses, but broken homes. >> >> These are days of quick trips, >> disposable diapers, >> throwaway morality, >> one-night stands, >> overweight bodies, >> and pills that do everything from cheer, >> to quiet, >> to kill. >> >> It is a time when there is much in the show window >> and nothing in the stockroom. >> >> Indeed it's all true. >>---------------------------- >> >> >>This script describes the importance of Love over Money......... >>=========================================== >> "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?" With a timid voice and >> idolizing eyes, the little boy greeted his father as he returned from work. Greatly surprised, but giving his boy a glaring look, the father said: "Look, sonny, not even your mother knows that. Don't bother me now, I'm tired." "But Daddy, just tell me please! How much do you make an hour," the boy insisted. The father, finally giving up, replied: "Twenty dollars per hour." "Okay, Daddy. Could you loan me ten dollars?" the boy asked. Showing his restlessness and positively disturbed, the father yelled: >> "So that was the reason you asked how much I earn, right? Go to sleep and don't bother me anymore!" >> >> It was already dark and the father was meditating on what he said and was feeling guilty. Maybe he thought , his son wanted to buy something. Finally, trying to ease his mind, the father went to his son's room. >> "Are you asleep, son?" asked the father. "No, Daddy. Why?" replied the boy, partially asleep. "Here's the money asked for earlier, " the father said. "Thanks, Daddy!" rejoiced the son, while putting his hand under his pillow and removing some money. "Now I have enough! Now I have twenty dollars!" the boy said to his father, who was gazing at his son, confused at what his son had just said. >> "Daddy,could you sell me one hour of your time?" >> Time is too precious to spend it all on work ! Appreciate your loved ones and don't take them for granted :) >> >> ALTHOUGH MOST OF U ARE STILL SINGLE, THIS STILL APPLIES TO US. >> HAVE YOU BEEN SPENDING ENOUGH TIME WITH YOUR FAMILY (ESPECIALLY OUR >> PARENTS)? >> IT MAY BE TOO LATE ONE DAY WHEN EVEN THE MILLION RUPEES YOU MAKE >> WILL NOT BUY BACK AN HOUR TO SPEND WITH THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. >>====================================================== ____________________________________________________________ MY FRIENDS ____________________________________________________________ I had Money and Friends ...... I gave Money to my Friends ... I Lost Money and Friends ..... ____________________________________________________________ |
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