Which is Up By Heart of angel
Come and Share Your Own poems and Your Favorite one With Us
-
-
nice:)
مآني ولدْ عًمك ولآ خَآلك أبوووي.. ولآ جًمَعتني فْيك أًصْل وقًبيله بًس أًعتبًركــ أخووووي وآَكثًر مْن أخوووي عًشرة عًمر مآ هيْ سًوآليف لَيلهْ.. " أَحًمد المًآلكــَي " -
The nicer is Ur passing bro
Thanx a loooot. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts and figures and instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me
And you
You can read me anything
The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it is just transcendental
Some of it is just reallydumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And writtenverylong ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
Actually I borrowed a book from our colleges' library and it is pomes for teachers
it is really great -
where’s your heart
when love’s in reach
when parrots speak soft lies
when doves on the beach
are peace in disguise
where’s your heart
when love’s so near
when sand shifts into glass
when love asks crystal clear
how long fears will last
where’s your heart
when love’s far away
when the shore leaves no tide
when there’s no dock on the bay
or tears left to cry inside
where’s your heart right now
this moment this breath
right now
Dave Davidson[SIGPIC][/SIGPIC] اللهـــم زد من يحبني جنـــونــا بــي وامنــح من يكرهنـــي نعمــة العقــل -
Nice words bro
keep going:) -
Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless, aching need
I say love it is a flower,
And you it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love,
In the spring, becomes the rose.. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
-
[HR][/HR]
Think of me, think of me ,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me once in a while -
please promise me you'll try.
When you find that, once again, you long
to take your heart back and be free -
if you ever find a moment,
spare a thought for me
We never said our love was evergreen,
or as unchanging as the sea -
but if you can still remember
stop and think of me . . .
Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the way things
might have been . . .
Think of me, think of me waking,
silent and resigned.
Imagine me, trying too hard
to put you from my mind.
Recall those days
look back on all those times,
think of the things we'll never do -
there will never be a day,
when I won't think of you . . .
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
Don't say I am nothing
But say I am More than thing -
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
-
When the day is long and the night, the night is yours
alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life, well hang on
Don't let yourself go, 'cause everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes
Sometimes everything is wrong. Now it's time to sing along
When your day is night alone, (hold on, hold on)
If you feel like letting go, (hold on)
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on
'Cause everybody hurts. Take comfort in your friends
Everybody hurts. Don't throw your hand. Oh, no. Don't throw your hand
If you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on
Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries. And everybody hurts sometimes
And everybody hurts sometimes. So, hold on, hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Everybody hurts. You are not alone
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
Every step I take, every move I make
Every single day, every time I pray
I'll be missing you
Thinkin of the days, when you went away
What a life to take, what a bond to break
I'll be missing you. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
When your down and troubled
And you need a helping hand
And nothing, whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
And soon I will be there
To brighten up even your darkest nights.
You just call out my name,
And you know where ever I am
I'll come running, oh
To see you again.
Winter, spring , summer, or fall,
All you have to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
You've got a friend.
If the sky above you
Should turn dark and full of clouds
And that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
And soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Winter, Spring, summer or fall
All you got to do is call
And I'll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Hey, ain't it good to know that you've got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They'll hurt you and desert you.
Well they'll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don't you let them.
You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I'll come running to see you again.
Lord, I'll be there, yes I will.
You've got a friend.
You've got a friend. Ain't
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
Smile though your heart is aching
Smile even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by
If you smile through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through for you
Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying?
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
Your love made me enter, my lady Into the cities of griefwhile I have never enteredThe cities of grief before I never knowThat tears are a personand a person without griefIs only a reminiscence of a person By ..Nizar Qabbani
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
Your love made me enter, my lady
Into the cities of grief
while I have never entered
The cities of grief before
I never know
That tears are a person
and a person without grief
Is only a reminiscence of a person
By ..Nizar Qabbani
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
nice poems sadeem
keep it up
:)
-
My Heart Will Go On ...
Every night in my dreams
I see you, I feel you
That is how I know you go on
Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never let go till we're gone
Love was when I loved you
One true time I hold to
In my life we'll always go on
Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door
And you're here in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
You're here, there's nothing I fear
And I know that my heart will go on
We'll stay forever this way
You are safe in my heart
And my heart will go on and on
Written by :
James Horner & Will Jennings
. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . . -
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness every where!
And yet this time removed was summer's time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease
Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me
But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit;
For summer and hi pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.. . . لاشيء يتغير, الأحداث باردة وغرف القلب باردة و العالم كومة صقيع...,, . . .