Purple is the color
Of a cold winter day
And purple is
Sad in a happy sort
Purple makes you think
Of a very deep ocean,
A mysterious thought or
A purple love potion.
Purple is the color of
A cloud in your dreams,
Purple is the color
of a sight unseen.
Purple is the feeling
That’s deep down inside
The color of your hear
Right before you
Purple to me
is a sister to blue
And a mother to pink
And a color to you.
Blue are the tears
On my saddest day,
Blue is the ocean
To wash them away.
Blue is the sapphire
That glows in the light,
Blue is the moon
that shines at night.
Blue sounds like sad music
Mellow and low,
Blue is the bruise
On my big toe.
Blue tastes like a hot meal
On a rainy day,
Blue is the feeling of
A spring day in May.
Blue is the rhythm
Of beating drums,
Blue is the sound
Of annoying hums.
Blue is a very good
Color you see,
Blue is the rhythm
of you and me!
It has never been like this
not quite sure of what i want
don’t know what more that i need to do,
feels like a soul devoid of life;
one moment my joy knew no bounds,
a new beginning is what i got,
a new meaning to a lonely existence,
i was happy;
as reality dawned on me,
i felt my happiness come crashing down,
all in one big thud, i wondered
if my luck was anything but bad;
i try to find a reason,
i try to find a cure,
i tried all that was possible,
but it feels as if my life has come to a standstill;
i don’t want to give up,
i don’t want to cave in so easily,
so i am desperately plotting my revenge
against a life that has become mundane;
(and take control of it once and for all
before i lose my sanity and question my very existence
Sometimes at night, when I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you and then ask myself, why?
Why do I love you? I think and smile,
because I know the list could run on for miles.
The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch,
so many little things that make me love you so much.
The way you support me, and help with my emotions,
the way that you care and show such devotion.
The way that your kiss, fills me with desire,
and how you hold me with the warmth of a blazing fire.
lost with you forever is were I want to be.
The way that I feel when you’re by my side,
a sense of completion and overflowing pride.
The dreams that I dream, that all involve you,
the possibilities I see and the things we can do.
How you finish the puzzle that lies inside my heart,
how that deep in my soul, you are the most important part.
I could go on for days, telling of what I feel,
but all you really must know is my love for you is real.
It was not so long ago
when I thought I’d never meet someone like you.
Wrong was I, thinking I’m in control
Believing I’d never fall.
All my life I thought no one would
melt a heart like mine, a heart so cold,
a heart hardened by the past,
protected by shields so vast.
Slowly I was falling
without even knowing.
Only to find out too late
I have no choice but to accept my fate.
I could dream, I suppose
forever, I could hope
there will never be any ‘us’, that’s our destiny
so I wake up to reality.
I lied when I said
I didn’t love you,
that my feelings for you
not because I wanted to
but because I love you
and I still do.
I wouldn’t do a thing to hurt you
but I just have to let go.
I can’t hold on much longer
‘coz for us there’s no forever.
The Sun, the rain
the sweat and the pain,
some tears and little smile
and thats all what we gain.
Broken hearts but strong love
behaving as if gone insane,
hoping to be happy forever
still walking on that lonely lane.
Struggling hard to see their smiles
crying all day and gone through strife,
leaving all the happiness of ours
but Thats the Thing is Called ‘-LIFE’
The grey sky looming above, rain drops still dripping down from the pregnant clouds above, we set out on our journey once again; around and around we go in slow circles, moving to the beat of the thunder and rain that surrounds us; as the droplets hit the ground, shattered realizations lay scattered reminding me nothing is same as it seems to be; as another memory turns to dust i cut the lifeline that attaches me to the past and i shove it back into the depths where nothing will ever bring it back alive; the rain does nothing to stop our journey, never forgetting, who we are we walk these streets of madness, knowing that,without each-other….. we are simply incomplete.
searching for answers that evaded me for so long, i got lost in a maze of treachery hidden under a mask of innocence; it’s been so long words kept me awake all night long, making me restless and confused; drowning in the wishes of a long lost past, i let my life down, i let myself down; in the midst of the night under the velvet skies i surrendered to life i whisper for forgiveness; so with a smile on my lips and a wish on my heart i give faith(hope) one more reason i give life another chance to make my wish come true;
Instead of Facebook asking the status question “What’s on your mind?” they should ask “What’s your problem today?”
Even when your tears have dried, your heart still bleeds. It’s the wounds that you can’t see, the ones inside, that take the longest to heal.
FACT: why do some people only remember you if they’re alone and needy, but if they’re better and happy they just ignore you.
Hates when people only like you when its convenient for them… any other time they treat you like crap 😦
silence is a girl’s loudest cry. You will always know she’s deeply hurt ifshe’s ignoring you
I’m not mad at you for doing what you did to me. I’m mad at myself for believing your lies. For believing U could ever be True to me & our Love.
From the day I was born till the day I got married…U looked after me n gave me so much love..Thank u mum but most of all I thank god for giving me ‘you’ <3..
It doesn’t matter how long its been since I’ve seen my best friend, whenever we see each other it’s like we saw each other yesterday 🙂 ❤ love you
Don’t steal, don’t lie and don’t cheat. The government hates competition!
Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably and never regret anything that made you smile
thinks it’s actually kinda funny: you stopped speaking to me, and suddenly, I stopped caring. Isn’t that hiLARious?
go on Google translate, click Italian to English, and type in male lol
You never get over losing someone you cherished..u learn to deal with them being gone but the pain never really goes away.
Is remembering someone special…Heaven gained an angel. 😦
A million times I’ve needed you, a million times I’ve cried, if love could have saved you, you never would have died.
I cried the day you died, and i still cry. Everyone told me that it will just take time…well what i wanna know is how much time? I miss u and love u forever!
Someone said ” she walks with the angels now” and all I could think was.. but,she was my angel and now I walk alone.
Today I looked into the sky and it was beautiful. I then realized it’s because you are there. I miss you…
am looking outside and thinking about you… a tear slides down my cheek… i miss u!! but i know God wanted another angel in heaven…xx
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal
I’m like a balloon, If you let me go, I’ll fly. If you pull me down, I’ll try to go up. but if you tie me in your wrist, I’ll surely be in your hands:)
why try to make everyone happy when all you do is make yourself miserable in the process…
There’s a end in friend. There’s a over in lover. There’s a us in trust. There’s a lie in believe. There’s a if in life. So don’t hope for everything to last.<3
U live & learn play w/ fire & get burned. The ppl u thought u knew will hurt u, & the ppl who u wont expect will love u. So go with the flow and enjoy the show.
No one understands me the way you do, no one sees me the way you do, and no one knows me the way you do. That’s why I love you the way no one else can.
true friends are never forgotten, they live within our hearts and souls.forever,and always ,dancing on our stage of memories
I wouldn’t cry if I saw you crying, I would already be out the door beating the person that made you cry
You came into my life, unsuspecting that you would return and sweep me off my feet.. You continue to happily surprise the hell out of me, stealing my heart 😉
trying to figure out what I want. Part of me wants one thing, but I fear it because it could ruin a good thing that I already have!
what if one day i will tell you I Love You more than Friends? Are you gonna say I Love you too, Laugh at me or you just gonna walked away and forget about me?
No matter how busy you are, or how busy you think you are, the work will always be there tomorrow, but your friends might not be.
They laughed and asked me what i see in you. I smiled back and said: ‘everything you don’t’
I like it when you smile, but I love it more when I am the reason..
I wish that I could find the courage and the words to tell you “I love you”, but that might destroy the friendship that I know I could never live without.
I was sitting in my room today thinking of all the good things God has given me then I thought of you and smiled 🙂
I wish I could just take the chance and tell you how I feel, but I am afraid that it will ruin what we got now, and that means the world to me. So I stay silent
Has the best best best best best est friend ever!! You no who You Are:-)
I can’t promise I can stop you from having problems. But I can promise you that you will never have to face them alone.
I say I love you just as friends. But deep in my heart I love you much more than a friend ❤
should i smile because we’re friends or cry because we’re just friends???
There’s that one person that you can stare into their eyes and see your future with them and know your completely safe. That, my friend, is the one you love.
You can always choose the person you will befriend, but you can never choose the person you will fall in love with.
“Closeness is the tendency that we fall in Love to somebody; This is based on the reality that even friends turns into Lovers UNEXPECTEDLY”
No matter how many text messages you send they cannot replace the sound of your voice! Never underestimate the power of a phone call to make someone’s Day! ❤
My heart already knows what my head can’t accept.
To my best-friend.. i love you so much you been there for me through thick&thin:) and i will always be there for you:) just remember that;)!
My relationship with you has no name, but it is special in every way! ❤
At one point in time a girl will fall for a friend maybe just for now, maybe just for a lil while, or maybe, just maybe, forever!
when you wake up in the mornings sometimes you know that it is going to be a good day because you wake up thinking about the person that makes you smile.
The key to true happiness is finding someone that you want to fight with for the rest of your life 😉
I have girl friends that have my back but when it comes to guys I have one best guy friend that will mess up your face so basically don’t mess with me(:
A best friend is a friend you can call in the middle of the night and say that you killed someone and she’d ask where to hide the body(:
A friend would knock on the door and wait. A best friend would walk right in and yell “I’m home!”.
You are the only person I can be myself around. My life seems easier when I’m with you. You listen when I speak, without judging…I love you.
am so thankful for the people in my life that love me just as I am and for who I am. I love them more than I can express.
A friend will send you comfort when you are crying. But only a best friend will cry with you, no matter how many miles stand between you.
i love my best friends because they are like my family in so many ways that i cant describe
A friend will tell you not to try it, a good friend will tell you “good luck”, and your best friend will be right next to you yelling “let’s do this!”
a friend asks why your crying, a good friend asks why your crying while loading the shotgun, a best friend says its already been dealt with!!
Never let someone feel they are doing you a favor by seeing you or being your friend; true friends are there even when you would rather be alone.
Best Friends: You cry, i cry. You laugh, i laugh, you fall down the stairs, i laugh even harder! 🙂
It doesn’t matter how long you have been best friends what matters is who said, I’ll be there for you and proved it.
Best Friends are like fairy tales, they were there for once upon a time and they will be there for happily ever after ;0)
Best Friends: u laugh, i laugh. u act stupid, i act stupid. u need me, I’m there. u come to me with tears in your eyes, I go and beat up who made u cry. ❤
Don’t you miss those days when the only problems you had were tying your shoelaces
Hates when someone ask “Where did you loose it” well if I knew where I lost it, it would not be lost. Now would it!
The right guy is going to find your weird habits absolutely adorable.
When life faces you with a storm, go dance in the rain
Those that kneel to God can stand up to anything.
Wouldn’t it be AWESOME if you could record your dreams then watch them later!!
i love when i wake up and your the first thing on my mind, and when i go to bed your the only thing i can think of until i fall asleep.
I’m glad my life isn’t perfect, I’m proud that I make mistakes, I’m happy I have my problems in life… It reminds me I’m real, I’m human… I’m me.
Don’t put words in my mouth. And the words that do come out of my mouth, don’t get them twisted! (:
My life,My rules My Attitude!!!
Those who like me, raise your hands!! n those who don’t like me, RAISE YOUR STANDARDS!! B-)
my whole life I’ve been told ‘if u cant say anything nice don’t say anything at all’ but then people are sitting there wondering why I’m SO quite all the time
No matter how long you know someone, they eventually show their true colours.
People really shouldn’t be judgemental! What you’ve seen is only what I’ve decided to show you!!!
Just cause i shut up and walk away doesn’t mean you’ve won it just means I don’t have time to deal with your crap
Time & time again, you have turned out to be…the very same person you kept promising not to be!
Live for the person who dies for you, Smile for the person who cries for you, Fight for the person who protects you, and Love the person who loves u more than u
God puts people in your life for a reason, and removes them from your life for a better reason.
“There’s three ways to do things. The right way, the wrong way and the way I want it done”
“Sometimes you just need to distance yourself from people. If they care, they will notice and will be bothered. If they don’t, you know where you stand. “
Sometimes all you need in life is someone to wrap their arms around you, hold you tight and assure you that everything is going to be just fine!
Every night we go to Bed,without any assurance of being alive the next morning but still we set the Alarm to wake up..That’s called HOPE…
If people have a problem with u…always remember…it is THEIR problem 😉
“sometimes you’ll never know the true value of a moment until it becomes a memory”
If you ignore me, I will ignore you. If you don’t start the conversation, we won’t talk. If you don’t put in the effort, why should I?
I’m not some toy you can play with whenever you feel like it. Either make me a priority or I wont be an option!!!
Everything happens for a reason, live it, love it, learn from it! Make your smile change the world, but don’t let the world change your smile 🙂
why is it that when your cleaning your room you have to many clothes, but when you go to put something on, you don’t have any?
The best thing about being me…I’m a limited edition…there are no other copies!
the person who really loves you sees what a mess you can be, how moody you can get, how hard you are to handle. but still wants you in his/her life. 🙂
walk a mile in my shoes.. see what i see, hear what i hear, feel what i feel.. THEN maybe you’ll understand why i do what i do.. till then don’t judge me
some relationships are like tom and Jerry… they irritate each other… they tease each other.. but they still can’t live without each other!
A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away.
As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing.
He asked her what was wrong and she replied, “I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother.
But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars.”
The man smiled and said, “Come on in with me. I’ll buy you a rose.”
He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother’s flowers.
As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.
She said, “Yes, please! You can take me to my mother.”
She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.
The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother’s house.
A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfather’s shaky hands and failing sight made eating rather difficult. Peas rolled off his spoon onto the floor. When he grasped the glass often milk spilled on the tablecloth. The son and daughter-in-law became irritated with the mess. “We must do something about grandfather,” said the son. I’ve had enough of his spilled milk, noisy eating, and food on the floor. So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner at the dinner table. Since grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. Sometimes when the family glanced in grandfather’s direction, he had a tear in his eye as he ate alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food. The four-year-old watched it all in silence.
One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked the child sweetly, “What are you making?” Just as sweetly, the boy responded, “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up.” The four-year-old smiled and went back to work. The words so struck the parents that they were speechless. Then tears started to stream down their cheeks. Though no word was spoken, both knew what must be done. That evening the husband took grandfather’s hand and gently led him back to the family table.
For the remainder of his days he ate every meal with the family. And for some reason, neither husband nor wife seemed to care any longer when a fork was dropped, milk spilled, or the tablecloth soiled. Children are remarkably perceptive. Their eyes ever observe, their ears ever listen, and their minds ever process the messages they absorb. If they see us patiently provide a happy home atmosphere for family members, they will imitate that attitude for the rest of their lives. The wise parent realizes that every day that building blocks are being laid for the child’s future.
A well known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, “Who would like this $20 bill?”
Hands started going up.
He said, “I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this.” He proceeded to crumple the dollar bill up.
He then asked, “Who still wants it?”
Still the hands were up in the air.
“Well,” he replied, “What if I do this?” And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe.
He picked it up, now all crumpled and dirty. “Now who still wants it?” Still the hands went into the air.
“My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.
Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way.
We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. You are special – Don’t ever forget it!
About ten years ago, a young and very successful executive named Josh was traveling down a Chicago neighborhood street. He was going a bit too fast in his sleek, black, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE, which was only two months old.
He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no child darted out, but a brick sailed out and – WHUMP! – it smashed Into the Jag’s shiny black side door! SCREECH..!!!! Brakes slammed! Gears ground into reverse, and tires madly spun the Jaguar back to the spot from where the brick had been thrown. Josh jumped out of the car, grabbed the kid and pushed him up against a parked car. He shouted at the kid, “What was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing?!” Building up a head of steam, he went on. “That’s my new Jag, that brick you threw is gonna cost you a lot of money. Why did you throw it?”
“Please, mister, please. . . I’m sorry! I didn’t know what else to do!” Pleaded the youngster. “I threw the brick because no one else would stop!” Tears were dripping down the boy’s chin as he pointed around the parked car. “It’s my brother, mister,” he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.” Sobbing, the boy asked the executive, “Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”
Moved beyond words, the young executive tried desperately to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. Straining, he lifted the young man back into the wheelchair and took out his handkerchief and wiped the scrapes and cuts, checking to see that everything was going to be OK. He then watched the younger brother push him down the sidewalk toward their home.
It was a long walk back to the sleek, black, shining, 12 cylinder Jaguar XKE -a long and slow walk. Josh never did fix the side door of his Jaguar. He kept the dent to remind him not to go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at him to get his attention. . . Some bricks are softer than others. Feel for the bricks of life coming at to you. For all the negative things we have to say to ourselves, God has positive answers.
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should hehave all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn’t seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window – and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence–deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away–no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The dead man had been blind.
My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, “My ears, Mommy.”
She said, “No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.”
Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, “Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.”
She looked at me and told me, “You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.”
Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, “No. But you are getting smarter every year, my child.”
Then last year, my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the second time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final goodbye to Grandpa. She asked me, “Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?”
I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me, “This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in our life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.”
She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, “My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder.”
I asked, “Is it because it holds up my head?”
She replied, “No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.”
Then and there I knew the most important body part is not a selfish one . It is sympathetic to the pain of others. People will forget what you said. People will forget what you did. But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.
Click on to the play button above.. turn on your speakers in full volume.. listen.. read and enjoy!!
Life isn’t about keeping score.It’s not about how many people call you, what sport you play, how popular you are or which guy or girl likes you. It’s not about your shoes or your hair or the color of your skin or where you live or go to school. In fact, it’s not about grades, money, clothes or colleges. Life isn’t about if you have a lot of friends or if you’re alone and it’s not about accepted or unaccepted you are.
Life just isn’t about that….
But life is about whom you love and who you hurt. It’s about how you feel about yourself. It’s about trust, happiness and compassion. It’s about sticking up for your friends and replacing the inner hate with love. Life is about avoiding jealousy and possessiveness, overcoming ignorance and building confidence. It’s about what you say and more importantly what you mean. It’s about seeing people for who they and not for what they have.
Most of all it’s about choosing to use your life to touch someone else’s in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise.
These choices are what life is about…
There are little eyes upon u,
and they are watching day and night.
There are little ears that quickly
take in every word u say.
there are little hands all eager
to do anything u do.
and a little fellow who is dreaming
of the day he will be like u.
you are setting an example
everyday in all that u do
for the little fellow who’s waiting
to grow up to be like u.
am turning 18 and the world I begin to see..
my friends begin to change right in front of my eyes
and now hey seem to laugh and tell all sorts of lies,
they hang around in groups of three or fourthe language they use….. is not gentle anymore…
the kids that seem the most lonely wind up in their pack
and those that stand alone talk behind their back…
those that step to their own beat don’t seem to be taken norm.
I’ve watched a few just fade away to drugs and alcohol…
and many more have given up, too many to recall…
alcohol is an option for anyone in my school,
I’ve lost a friend to booze and i shall not be a fool…
if only I can make a difference, what can I do or say???
I go on each and everyday and try my best…
there is one thing I would like to do before I graduate,
i’d like to touch them all, one by one… before its too late…