Sabtu, 02 Agustus 2008


FOR MY LOVE

Author: Dave Watson

My love for you came without warning,
Now that I don't pretend.
My love for you will never falter,
It will never have an end.
My love for you is greater
Than the world has ever seen.
Our love is the purest love,
That there has ever been.
I will never make you cry,
Or put sorrow in your life.
I will not rest until the day
That I make you my wife.
I have never felt for anyone,
The way I feel for you
And with all of my heart,
For as long as I live,
My love will be most true.
No other girl compares to you
For your beauty is in everything you do.

I've loved you from the start.
Ever since that fateful day
You came and stole my heart.

A Poem To Steal Your Heart
Author: Xtina


Within the first few moments
I knew I was yours
Within the first few hours
I embraced your sweet kiss.
Every second after that first
I dream of you.
Every day passing that first
I hope to spend with you.
True love dreams do come true
The dream I have to live with you.
True hope of everlasting love
With the promises made after just the first hug.
With all that I have
I am willing to give.
I promise you this
My first true love shall be my last.

Selasa, 29 April 2008

another greatest poem ever wrote


Give All to Love
Ralph Waldo Emerson


Give all to love;
Obey thy heart;
Friends, kindred, days,
Estate, good-fame,
Plans, credit, and the Muse,—
Nothing refuse.

'Tis a brave master;
Let it have scope:
Follow it utterly,

Hope beyond hope:
High and more high
It dives into noon,
With wing unspent,
Untold intent;
But it is a God,
Knows its own path
And the outlets of the sky.

It was never for the mean;
It requireth courage stout.
Souls above doubt,
Valor unbending,
It will reward,—
They shall return
More than they were,
And ever ascending.

Leave all for love;
Yet, hear me, yet,
One word more thy heart behoved,
One pulse more of firm endeavor,—
Keep thee to-day,
To-morrow, forever,
Free as an Arab
Of thy beloved.

Cling with life to the maid;
But when the surprise,
First vague shadow of surmise
Flits across her bosom young,
Of a joy apart from thee,
Free be she, fancy-free;
Nor thou detain her vesture's hem,
Nor the palest rose she flung
From her summer diadem.

Though thou loved her as thyself,
As a self of purer clay,
Though her parting dims the day,
Stealing grace from all alive;
Heartily know,
When half-gods go,
The gods survive.


Sabtu, 19 April 2008

Secret Love

A Beauty of Secret Love
by Misha

What's wrong with me?
Suddenly I used to laugh at myself and suddenly it turns to be
something that I really want to make it the reason to cry out loud
And even scream
Because I don't know what is it that I'm feeling now
But... I can say that I know it too, at the same time
But I just don't want to say it
It's embarassing, how you could like, or even fall in love, with
someone who doesn't even remember your face, or actually he's too
young or too innocent for you
But I'm kinda dying to hear his voice when he calls me, or when I call
him on the phone
It drives me dizzy, how you promised your self to not gonna tell it to
anyone, even your best friend, but deep inside your heart you really
want to scream his name out loud and tell anyone that he is your secret love
But is it really love?
I don't know
Only God knows about a beauty of secret love...

Minggu, 23 Maret 2008

For The Lonely Souls

Hello
By: Carolyn Sears
I feel you in my spirit
I feel you in my soul
I feel you in my heart
I feel you in the air as
It embrace me within
HelloI felt the love from your
HeartCaptured and caress my
Very being with that of an
Undying love so gently it
Touched and caressed mySoul
My heartAs to seal and preserve it
With a infinite of unendingOf tender kisses
Put away in a glass jar of a
Undying pink rose petals
Drape around me with a love
That will not be altar nor
FalterBut a love that will flourish
In the endless of all time..
As I soul, spirit and heart be
Joined forever more...

Rabu, 05 Maret 2008

Now about the friendship

THE PERFECT FRIEND

I thought I had found the perfect friend,
But it only took about a week for that to end,
I thought there was hope left in my life,
But as it turns out, it was only added strife,
I thought for once I had done something right,
But I quickly corrected that oversight,
I thought I wasn’t useless or a bore,
But I was all that and even more,
I thought there was a purpose to my days,
But that was only a very short phase,
I thought you weren’t like all the rest,
But like those before, you failed the test,
I thought you would stay with me, at least for a bit,
But you decided it was better just to quit,
I thought life was worth living for a moment in time,
But the life I wanted could never be mine,
I thought the hunger inside had been fed,
But now I know, I was just being misled.
And now I think I’ve found another perfect friend,
How long before my heart is broken again?

Sabtu, 23 Februari 2008

Today's Love

Far Far Away

When we're not together
my thoughts drift alongside
memories of you
Things we've done
the way you smile so brightly
that helps me forget my worries
and celebrate our wonders.

When we're not together
my moods come into play more often
and make me yearn for the strength
I feel in youthe security
I find in your eyes

When we're not together
I sometimes feel so very alone,
for myself and you ...imagining you being without
my loving feelings
as I am without yours.

When we're not together ...
my best wishes still go with you always,
wishing to share in your exitements
wanting to comfort your hurts
needing to be reassured that
you're keeping warm and well
When we're not together...
I seem to spend my time
wishing that we were.

by Sumod

Jumat, 15 Februari 2008

TodaY AgaiN with LoVe

Dreams Come True
By John Mangalindan
If I could have my dreams come true
These are the things I'd like to do.
To have a cabin deep in the woods,
And someone to share both the bad and the good.
We'd lie by the fireplace,forever it seems,
And share with each other our future of dreams.
As we tire of talking,we'd snuggle up close,
These are the times, I'd cherish the most.

I'm Sorry

By Joshua W. Phillips

I'm sorry for the times you cried,

and the loneliness you felt inside.

I'm sorry for the way things were,

and the selfishness that you endured.

I'm sorry for the nights we lost,

and the deep pain it must have cost.

I'm sorry for the love you missed;

losing you helped me realize this.I

'm sorry I wasn't the man you deserved,

this has been the hardest lesson learned.

I'm sorry I wasn't there to show,

the deepest love you'll ever know.

I'm sorry for the empty days,

and the stresses that you still yet pay.

I'm sorry for the way I left;

I've never felt so much regret.

I'm sorry for the heart I broke,

that shattered with the words I spoke.

I'm sorry for the empty space,

that lay beside you in my place.

I'm sorry for the empty arms;

you fell into when times were hard.

I'm sorry for the days that passed,

Our love now will surely last.

I'm sorry it took so long to vow,

to love you forever here and now.

Another Best Love Poem Ever Exist On The Wolrd

Secret Love
John Clare

I hid my love when young while I
Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly
I hid my love to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light
I dare not gaze upon her face
But left her memory in each place
Where ere I saw a wild flower lie
I kissed and bade my love goodbye
I met her in the greenest dells
Where dew drops pearl the wood bluebells
The lost breeze kissed her bright blue eye
The bee kissed and went singing by
A sunbeam found a passage there
A gold chain round her neck so fair
As secret as the wild bee's song
She lay there all the summer long
I hid my love in field and town
Till e'en the breeze would knock me down
The bees seemed singing ballads l'er
The fly's buss turned a Lion's roar
And even silence found a tongue
To haunt me all the summer long
The riddle nature could not prove
Was nothing else but secret love

One of The Best Poem Ever Writen...

A Valentine to My Wife

Eugene Field


Accept, dear girl, this little token,

And if between the lines you seek,

You'll find the love I've often spoken—

The love my dying lips shall speak.

Our little ones are making merry

O'er am'rous ditties rhymed in jest,

But in these words (though awkward—very)

The genuine article's expressed.

You are as fair and sweet and tender,

Dear brown-eyed little sweetheart mine,

As when, a callow youth and slender,

I asked to be your Valentine.

What though these years of ours be fleeting?

What though the years of youth be flown?

I'll mock old Tempus with repeating,

"I love my love and her alone!"

And when I fall before his reaping,

And when my stuttering speech is dumb,

Think not my love is dead or sleeping,

But that it waits for you to come.

So take, dear love, this little token,

And if there speaks in any line

The sentiment I'd fain have spoken,

Say, will you kiss your Valentine?

Sabtu, 09 Februari 2008

IS YOUR BRAIN WIRED FOR WEALTH?


Is your brain wired for wealth?


An owner's manual for the investor's brain: From hunting sloths to picking stocks.September 27, 2002: 5:52 PM EDT By Jason Zweig, MONEY Magazine Staff Writer

NEW YORK (MONEY Magazine) - Suddenly, stunning investment insights are coming from the frontiers of one of the least likely fields you could imagine: neuroscience. In university and hospital laboratories around the world, researchers are using the latest breakthroughs in technology to trace the exact circuitry your brain uses to make the kinds of decisions you rely on as an investor.
For the first time in any nonscientific publication, this article will take you deep inside your own brain to help you understand why you invest the way you do -- and, more important, how to enhance the workings of your brain to get better results.
You'll see that the neuroscience of investing helps explain one puzzle after another: why we chronically buy high and sell low, why "predictable" growth stocks sell at such high prices, why it's so hard to understand our own risk tolerance until we lose money, why we keep buying IPOs and "hot funds" despite all the evidence that we shouldn't, why stocks that miss earnings forecasts by a penny can lose billions of dollars of market value in seconds.

Fortunately, the latest discoveries also point the way toward cures for bad investing behavior. "Investors are human," says Andrew Lo, a finance professor at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. "Therefore, how the human brain works and why we react the way we do to various situations are critical for developing a better understanding of the common mistakes that typical investors make."

How we got our brains
For nearly our entire history as a species, humans were hunter-gatherers, living in small nomadic bands, pursuing wild animals, foraging for edible plants, finding mates, avoiding predators, seeking shelter in bad weather. Those are the tasks our brains evolved to perform.

The human brain is a superb machine -- "a Maserati," says Baylor College of Medicine neuroscientist Read Montague -- when it comes to solving ancient problems like recognizing short-term trends or generating emotional responses with lightning speed. But it's not so good at discerning long-term patterns or focusing on many factors at once -- challenges that our early ancestors rarely faced but that we investors confront every day.

Rein in your brain
Now, how you can use these new insights into the brain to make yourself a better investor?
Whenever possible, you need to develop automated, irreversible investing habits that are tailor-made for neutralizing your brain's worst liabilities while optimizing its greatest assets. Here's how neuroscience leads to a new science of investing.
Strap yourself in -- Because the amygdala -- the part of your brain that initiates feelings of fear -- is an almost irresistible force, you must reduce your exposure to images that can provoke panic. Turn away from stock tickers; turn off the televised images of closing bells and yelling traders. And promise aloud or in writing, before a friend or family member who can hold you to it, that you won't check the value of your accounts more than once a month. If you haven't already, sign yourself up to dollar-cost average through an automatic investment plan that will electronically purchase shares in a mutual fund every month. That way, your investing commitment can never flag, even when you are full of fear.
Stay in balance -- The human brain is wired to try to make predictions from past patterns and take risks in the search for a big reward. That make sense if you're following the footprints of a tasty water buffalo or looking for flowers that indicate an edible root plant. With stocks, that habit can lead you quickly astray as you invest in a few stocks based on past performance.
Geniuses like Warren Buffett can get away with putting all their money in a handful of holdings. The rest of us need to set limits on our prediction addiction. Give your broker a limit order that will automatically sell any stock that grows to more than 10 percent of your total. And if your long-term goal is to have, say, 75 percent of your assets in stocks, but they've shriveled to 49 percent, buy enough to get them back up to 75 percent. Make that kind of asset reallocation twice a year, every year -- no more, no less -- on equidistant, easily memorable dates like New Year's Eve and July 4.
Redouble your research -- If a stock or fund goes straight up, don't just enjoy the ride. The better an investment does for you, the more powerfully your brain will believe nothing can ever go wrong with it. Each time it rises, say, 50 percent, study it again more closely; ask what could go wrong; seek out negative opinions. The time to do the most homework is before bad news can catch your brain by surprise. There are no guarantees, but doing extra research just when things are going well is the best way to prepare yourself in case something later goes wrong -- or seems to. You'll then have a better sense of whether it's a false alarm or a real one.
Use different wallets -- If you can't stop chasing "the next Microsoft," at least chase it with only part of your money. Just as prudent gamblers lock most of their cash in the hotel-room safe and go onto the casino floor with no more than they're willing to lose, you should set up a "mad money" account. You can't control your prediction addiction, but you can at least contain it -- by putting into your mad-money account only what you can afford to lose. That way, you speculate with a fraction of your money, not with all of it.
Build an emotional registry -- Remembering what you did is only one way to learn from your own experience. Emotions can be an excellent guide to what you should and shouldn't do. But to use them as an accurate guide, you need to remind yourself of how you felt after your decisions (and their results). "Regularly evaluating whether an outcome made you feel good or bad," says University of Iowa's Antoine Bechara, "will help you learn from your behavior." Keeping a written record of your feelings -- what Bechara calls an emotional registry -- is a good idea, particularly if you are a younger investor. Store these "feeling records" alongside your trading records.
Look at the long run -- Remember that your brain perceives anything that repeats a couple of times as a trend -- so never buy a stock or a fund because its short-term returns look hot. Check out the long run, and never assess performance in isolation; always compare a stock or fund to other similar choices.
Flex your cortex -- Because your prefrontal cortex is responsible for evaluating the consequences of your actions, and because advancing age impairs that part of your brain, be on guard. If you (or members of your family) are elderly, simple reminders can help -- like a note next to the phone that says, "No thanks to telemarketers" or a Post-It note on your PC that reads, "Never open unsolicited investing e-mail."
Diversify, diversify, diversify -- This grim bear market has revealed the biggest risk of all: underestimating your own tolerance for risk. Thinking you can tough it out then suddenly finding you can't is a recipe for financial disaster. Diversification -- making sure that you never keep all your money in one kind of investment -- is the single most powerful way to prevent your brain from working against you. By always holding some cash, some bonds, some real estate, some U.S. and foreign stocks, you ensure that your prediction addiction can never force you into a single, sweeping bet on a "trend" that disappears. And by keeping your money in a broad basket of assets, you lower the odds that a meltdown in one investment will send your amygdala into overdrive.
Putting yourself on investing autopilot minimizes the opportunities for your brain to perceive trends that aren't there, to overreact when apparent trends turn out to be illusions or to panic when fear is in the air. That frees up your brain to focus on the harder work of long-term financial planning. Above all, you should take enormous comfort from knowing that the latest scientific findings show just how newly valid the oldest truths of investing really are.

MySpace, myspace layouts

An international site that offers email, a forum, communities, videos and weblog space.

www.myspace.com/

for the introduction

home.myspace.com/


for the layouts

www.pimpmyspace.org/


for the adding music

music.myspace.com/


Consider also about this

(CBS) It all started on the social networking Web site MySpace.com, reports CBS News correspondent Sandra Hughes. A 14-year-old girl began receiving graphic messages from a much older man, asking whether she was "OK with me being 38?" It wasn't the first time the alleged predator, Robert Wise, trolled the Internet looking for sex, according to Sgt. Dan Krieger of the League City, Texas, police department. "We assumed her online identity and started chatting with this guy," Krieger explains. "During that point, he made it very clear he wanted to meet her for sex. We were able to find another 14-year-old female that he's actually had sex with." Wise is now in custody, charged with multiple counts of sexual assault. But the incident is just one of many cases nationwide — and some of them have ended tragically. In New Jersey, Majalie Cajuste is grieving the murder of her daughter Judy. The 14-year-old reportedly told friends she met a man in his 20s through MySpace.com. Across the country, in Northern California, friends are mourning 15-year-old Kayla Reed. She was active on MySpace until the day she disappeared. Police are investigating possible MySpace connections in both murder cases. The Center for Missing and Exploited Children reported more than 2,600 incidents last year of adults using the Internet to entice children. With numbers like that, you'd think all parents would be hovering over their kids, wanting to know what they're doing online. But authorities say many parents are clueless about their kids' MySpace profiles. CBS News Technology Analyst Larry Magid had a look at one personal profile on the site, belonging to a 15-year-old girl. Magid says the girl writes in her description, "Drink a 40, smoke a bowl, sex is good, life is great, we are the class of 2008." "Now if you were a predator and you read something like that," asks Hughes, "what would it tell you about this young lady?" "I'd target her, I think," Magid replies.

In talking to some teens who regularly use MySpace, it's easy to see that a lot of kids aren't very careful about the information they put on their pages. "So many people don't even use common sense," says Katie Pirtle, a high school student. "Some people even put their phone number on there." And while they information kids put on MySpace may be intended for their friends, do they think, "Hey there's 35-year-old or 45-year-old guys out there looking at my site?" "Definitely not," says April Ehrlich, another high school student. "When they think MySpace, they think other teenagers. They don't think there are adults pretending to be teenagers on there." Many MySpace users post "the survey," which asks for responses about issues like drinking, drug use and skinny dipping. Users can also put up pictures. MySpace declined CBS News' request for an on-camera interview but said in a statement: "We dedicate a third of our workforce to policing and monitoring our site." The site requires users be 14 or older, and they are warned not to post any "personally identifiable material." But the teens we spoke to say that advice is routinely ignored. "Just like a car accident, it can happen to you," says high school student Julia Rinaldi. "Predators can come to you — and that's what they don't think when they post those things." Those predators include men like 26-year-old Jeffrey Neil Peters, who was arrested last month for sexually assaulting Susie Granger's daughter. Granger says parents should keep their kids off the site. "Please don't allow your children to go onto MySpace," she says. "It's a very unsafe environment for them to be in." But for the thousands of teens who are hooked on the site, it's a warning that's lost in cyberspace.


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contain more than thousands layout
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My Love Poem.. it's amazing

Reminding Me Of You...

by Cowgirlsta26
Dismantle my heart
erase my memories
plead with my soul
just disregard me
restraining my tears
plummeting to the floor
it's all out on my sleaves
emerging near life's door
I gave up myself for what?
collateral to keep you happy
but then you were through...
you left laughing....
no wonder i'm so apprehensive
after my life was misconstrued
I hated everything...
everything reminded me of you

Best Love Poem I Ever Heard

Sweet Surrender
by AblissfulDREAMER
As I close my tired eyes and struggle to sleep
Uninvited thoughts pierce urgently into my mind
The realization that I'll never touch your perfect face
In no way feel the gentle touch of your finger tips
Only dream of your entrancingly warm embrace
For I can never surrender my yearning love to you
It's firmly locked deep inside my passionate heart
With the single key lost in my throbbing soul
I can't help but wonder what you truly glimpse
When you look deep within my tranquil essence
As I open my weary eyes from exhausted sleep
The cold hard fact of reality quickly penetrates
You will never know your heart belongs to me
And that I belong wrapped in your caring arms
How my endless dreams of us are oh so sweet
The faithful day when I can finally release
All my engaging dreams and my passions
I hope it travels through your glistening eyes
While its slowly enters your innocent soul
That would be my sweet surrender
Copyright (c) AblissfulDREAMER2008