LESSONS - by � Jeremiah E. Fanjul

LESSONS  by � Jeremiah E. Fanjul There's beauty in struggle, There's feeling in pain. For every painstaking mistake, There are lessons you can name. No one is excluded From life's many trials, Not even a scrape on the knee From an innocent child. It's true, most lessons do hurt. Some more than others, Some short and temporary, Some smothering with suffering. Some beautiful with love, Like a baby and mother. Some are a constant battle, Like sister and brother. There are lessons we must learn About how to love one another.

 

Ogura Hyakunin Isshu - JAPANESE ??????

Ogura Hyakunin Isshu JAPANESE ?????? ???? ????? ??? ??????? ??????  ROMAJI Taiken Moin no Horikawa Nagakaran Kokoro mo shirazu Kurokami no Midarete kesa wa Mono o koso omoe  ENGLISH LADY  HORIKAWA  Is it forever That he hopes our love will last? He did not answer. And now my daylight thoughts Are as tangled as my black hair.

KHUSHI - Hindi poem with translation and english fonts - by Ehsaas

KHUSHI by Ehaas ??? ?? ????? ???? ???? ?? ?????? ?? ?????? ?? ???? ??? ?????? ???? ??? ?? ???? ??? ????????????? ???? ?? ?? ??? ?? ??????? ??? ?? ???? ?????? ???? ????? ??? ???? ??? ????? ?????? ????? ?? ?????? ??? ?? ?? ??????? ???? ????? ?? ??? ????  ??????? ??? ???? ?? ????? ??? ?????? ?? ?? ????? ?? ???? ?? ?????? ?? ?? ??? ???? ?? ??????????? ?? ?? ???? ?? ??? ?????  ????? ?? ?????? ??? ?????? ?????? ????? ?? ???? ?? ?? ??? ????????? ?? ????? ??? ?? ???? ????????????????? ?? ?? ???? ???? ????  ????? ?????? ?????? ?? ?? ??????? ?? ????? ????? ?? ??????? ????? ?????? ???? ?? ???????? ???? ?? ?????? ??? ?? ?????? ????   ENGLISH  FONTS   Dil ke chaman me who bahaar ban ke aayiFulo se angadaai le khsuhi paas aayiChu kar mere dil ko diya AISA ehsaasLabjo me bayaan naa ho sake woh dastaan Dil ne kiya swagat achraj seRom rom mehak utha uski khushboo seFail gayi woh hontho pe banke hasiAnsoo banke aankho se who barsi Aankho ki nami waise to gawara nahi mujhePar aaj who pasadn thee bahej se pareNahi aaye they woh aansoo aaj rulaneDeekhayi dee thee khushi ki jhalak us me Chupke se sambhale who khushi ke motiIs khajane ki kimat kar naa sake koiKajre ki dharne dekh lee meri hoshiyaariMuskurakar usne dee mujhe badhaii Chandani poonam ki rehti hain ek dinDiye ki rtoshni mitt ii pal ginMaine lipta khushi ke kiran ko aiseLupt hoke bhee chamkegi yaad kaa sitara banke   TRANSLATION  Like advent of spring in the garden of my heartFlowing out of the flowers joy came near meCreating the feeling unparallel by touching my heartIt is impossible to express it in words  Heart welcomed it with a sudden delightEvery pore of my being was fragrant with its fragranceIt tickled my lips and made them smileAnd flew through eyes in form of tear drops  In normal course I hate tearsBut today I had no urge to stop themThey were not here to express sadnessI could see the joy lurking in them  I gathered those pearls of joy to hideThey were priceless in my eyesKohlline in my eyes looked at my actgave me a look of approval with a smile  Full moon light lasts only for a dayBurning lamp has few minutes to extinguishI picked up this ray of joy and preserved it in my heartWhen the time passes it will shine like a star in my heart

KEYS - by Fatma Kandil

KEYS  by Fatma Kandil ???????? ???? ?? ???? ????????? ???????? ???? ???? ???????????????? ???????? ?? ????????? ???? ??? ????? ????????? ??????? ???? ???? ?? ?????????? ???? ?? ?? ????? ??? ???? ????? ????? ? ???? ??????? ?????? . . . . ??? ????? The keys that open doorsare the keys that close them,and the keys strangled in chainshave nothing but the drama of tinkling.But the key that dies in my pocketreminds me it is timethat i became a reasonable womanwho lives in a housewithout keys, without doors.

THAT SOMEONE SPECIAL - by � Richard Netherland Cook

THAT SOMEONE SPECIAL    by  �  Richard Netherland Cook   She is the apple of my eye, The reason that I live. She is all that I could wish for. My heart to her I give. It is for that someone special, These words that I do pen, To thank her for always being My wife and my best friend. She has the will to live until The last breath she does take. There is the love within her heart, Such good memories to make. She is the sunshine in my morning, The star that's in my sky, And if I should ever lose her, Then I would surely die. She stands always at my side, No matter what comes our way. She comforts me with steadfast love, Each and every day. She carries many burdens, And her heart is sometimes broken, By all the thanks she never gets, And all the words unspoken. I know her life is not her own, I always seem so needy, And asking her to do one more thing, I feel so really greedy. How can I ever thank her For all she has done for me? I can only give her all my heart, And love her to eternity. I hope that when the end comes, And she meets God face to face, He will tell her that in Heaven She has a special place.

A SIMPLE BOUQUET - by � Chris

A SIMPLE BOUQUET   by � Chris  I stopped at the store to buy you a bouquet What I found is that it had a whole lot to say The flowers each stood for a part of our life And they were meant for you, my beautiful wife The yellow one stands for a little girl we both know She's pretty and sweet and always ready to go She sings little girl songs and has beautiful dark hair God gave us an angel for our hearts to share The white rose represents the little boy in our home There are days that I know he won't leave you alone He's happy and smart and full of such joy We're lucky to be blessed with such a sweet boy The red one's a sign of the love that WE share Over time we have proven just how much we care We love in the ways that makes others just wish And hope for each other with a smile and a kiss That ribbon that holds the bouquet in a bunch I didn't get it at first, yet it means so much It stands for your love in our home every day As the center of our family in every way This bouquet in the store, I'll just have to get The best part of this is it isn't done yet There are more flowers to add, more times to have fun More nights full of laughter, and more days full of sun So the next time I bring flowers, I hope that you know Your love means much more to me than I could ever show

THOUGHTS OF YOU by � Paula Stone

THOUGHTS  OF  YOU  by  � Paula Stone Memories of another time still come To me and fill my mind, with thoughts Of you when you were young. I lie awake 'Till the morning sun comes creeping Through my window shade, as I dwell upon Mistakes I've made. What I would give to Go back in time and feel your little Hand in mine. To cherish each fast and Fleeting day. To hold you close and kiss Away, each pain that life will have in Store and try to give you so much more. You are part and will always be, imbedded in the soul of me. While I'm Here, I want to say, that I've loved you Each and every day and when my time on Earth is gone. The privilege was mine to have been your Mom.

A WOMAN'S WORTH

A WOMAN'S  WORTH   by  � Ashanti Holliday  She gave life. She is a wife. She is a mother and she is a friend. She is a sister a survivor to the end. Appreciate her, we don't dare. Ask her worries, we don't care. Wipe away her tears, they are invisible as air. She works cooks and clean. She laughs, helps comfort, and hides her pain. When you struggle she pulls you through All this is she and what do we do? Complain and create a mess. Provide stress and leave her feeling depressed.. Push her away and ignore her advice. Tell her she is nothing without thinking twice. She was raped tortured and abused. Told she was nothing and would always be used just for pleasure forget her pain. She swallows her pride, put her feelings aside. Does as you need in order for you to be free. Ignores your ignorance and tolerates your flaws. You call her Bitch, Slut, Hoe and Tramp She answers with pride dignity and a complete loss of self. You call her nothing. I call her Strong, Smart, Sensual, Caring, Giving, Surviving, Tolerant and powerful I call her WOMAN!

WOMEN'S DAY

WOMEN'S  DAY    It�s the day to celebrateIt�s the day to thinkFor all that the world have doneTo the charming colour pink They blocked off her wayThey chased her that dayThey stormed all her lifeHer blurred eyes did say An unarmed womanWith self arrested courageThey pulled down her confidenceWith their harsh and sharp image They found her so helplessThey made her to cryThey turned her life to hellAnd forced her to die But let me say a wordA word full of hopeShe made her way outAnd learned how to cope A woman, a mother, a wifeWith patience she strivesCaring, bearing and workingStill struggling with life�

CONGRATULATIONS ON MARCH 8

CONGRATULATIONS ON  MARCH 8  Last snow spring meeting, Falls gently in her hands, Today celebrating We feast sincere, good. Today joy with us And the light shines in the soul of the rich, Tears in the eyes of the mother - From happiness. On 8 March.