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BOPRROWING FROM DENNIS LEHANE

“Life isn't happily ever after... It's work. The person you love is rarely worthy of how big your love is. Because no one is worthy of that and maybe no one deserves that burden of it, either. You'll be let down. You'll be disappointed and have your trust broken and have a lot of real sucky days. You lose more than you win. You hate the person you love as much as you love him. But you roll up your sleeves and work - at everything - because that's what growing older is.” ― Dennis Lehane , Mystic River

WHO GO YOU SAY I AM

Who do you say I am one you just met and said a hi one you can claim to have met perhaps here perhaps there I'm not so sure but I know this guy who do you take me to be someone somewhere in your list of friends somehow you think you like his style ... I think he's good I think he's nice I'm not so sure but I like this guy Who am I to you once a friend but now more than one one you're sure you love in return he's real he's true And I know I can't be without this guy

I THINK I AM A GOD

I am like God. I love even when I'm not loved, I forgive even when I'm not asked for forgiveness, I'm slow to anger, but could be annoyed by seemingly trivial issues. And I believe I can do all things. No wonder the bible says I'm a god!

THE IMPORTANT THING

The most important thing about love is that you have it to give, even when you don't receive you're convinced it exists and it always comes to those who believe, someone like you

HAPPINESS IS FROM WITHIN!

Do not look for happiness in the things you see, you can't find her. She's not in money, she's not in wealth. She visits health but there's no guarantee you'll meet her the day you try. She's quiet as the shadows and as elusive as the neutrino. But there's a door in your heart, you need to open it. For behind this door dwells one of the most beautiful creature ever to grace this life, just like my ... woman, sweet and nice, bonny and cute, charming and alluring. You open this door by being you, by being true, by giving love, by giving a helping hand. When you do, this beautiful thing will come out. That's happiness. It's like the breaking of a dam, the sourcing of a new spring, and it will flow. And she will water your life. HAPPINESS IS FROM WITHIN!

BORROWING FROM WALT WHITMAN

I SING the Body electric; The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them; They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them, And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the Soul.

IF YOU ARE

If you're my girl, I'd like to know much about you, little things ppl don't bother to know. Like your birthday without facebook reminding me. Your favourite colour and your favourite drink. I'd count your 'days' wit you, thus be able to understand your mood. Know your perks and the teeny quirks, your mama and papa whom you like the more, the things you love and the reason why. That my heart is safe even when you're away. These I'll know about you and more, if you're the girl who is mine.

MY SONG OF THE MOMENT

My songs of the moment are songs of fear, fear of love that may stay for good, fear of good that must come from it, the fear of the road I must be forced to take, the new lessons I'll be compelled to learn. my songs of the moment are songs of fear, fear of a love that has come to stay, anticipation of the part I'll be made to play, for I may fail and it's not the end, there'll be patient from the queen of heart, but as always there's a price to pay. Whether it's a gain or a loss in love, the bank is ready to pay the cheque.

IRONY OF LOVING

Joy can bring you tears but tears does not bring you joy. Even as I cry today, I will not hide it. For you do not know if it were tears of joy or tears of sorrow. Love brings tears to eyes like mine, whether it is gained or lost. But one thing is clear, the gain of a love or the loss of one is enough proof that love exists. And the tears for love may not matter whether it is gained or lost because the most important thing about love is that you have it to give.

JOY AND TEARS

Joy can bring you tears but tears does not bring you joy. Even as I cry today, I will not hide it. For you do not know if it were tears of joy or tears of sorrow. Love brings tears to eyes like mine, whether it is gained or lost. But one thing is clear, the gain of a love or the loss of one is enough proof that love exists. And the tears for love may not matter whether it is gained or lost because the most important thing about love is that you have it to give.

THINGS WE SAY

God's time is the best, so we say, but do we believe it? Do we go according to God's time table or do we expect God to follow our own? It seems we deceive ourselves. When things don't go our way, when an expectation seen delayed, we say God's time is the best as if we believe it. But we know our true attitude when God wants us to do today what we want to do tomorrow. In this situation, we don't think of God's time being the best, because we never believed it. So check yourself, is this popular phrase just TAKEN AS A  consolation or a genuine expression of faith in God?

A THIN LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE

They call me Mystic. There's a very thin line between love and hate, and we don't know when we cross it atimes. When you put so much effort to hate a person who lover you, trying so hard to be indifferent, then probably you so much love that person. And if you succeed, you may not have lost the love of that person but also the ability to love at all. You have proved to your very nature that you don't want love and it will grant you your wish. So be careful what you do and how you do them. Love is mystery, and only to a select has she decided to make clear some of her ways. Mystic is still my name!

KNOCKING I WAS

I saw myself knocking on heaven's door last night. I was a lonely traveller, looking for a place to lay my weary head. Then I saw a shimmering light and thought this would be my stop for the night. From the doorway, I saw right inside, and it was really the paradise of our dreams. I knocked on the door, but they wouldn't let me in. They said this is doorway for two. I came back wit a friend but they said it wouldn't work. You either come wit your love or kindly stay outside. And you are my love, so I beg you come wit me. Take my hand let's go knock on heaven's door. Only wit you can I really enter my paradise. So let's go dearie, take my loving hands, we're gonna walk, don't look back!

IN MY MOOD

I'm in my mood, that special mood the thoughts of you evoke in me. I remember the flavours, the treasures in and colours of you. I keep hoping and praying that the little flowers, the romantic gestures and the pieces of care will trip you and make you fall. Yes dear, don't be afraid to fall in love, for here I am to the rescue, willing and able, to catch you.

A Possible Reason

Somethings ought to happen to us so we'll know we're not as good as we think we are. They hurt us, emotional ppl like us cry, we have real sucky days. But when we get right down to it, we will know there's always a lesson to learn. And we don't get only more humble, we also get wiser and stronger. I just pray that my lessons will never pass me by, so my tears will never be in vain.   There are things you knew so that they'll be lessons today. Things happen to make you apply the knowledge you have. This application of knowledge is wisdom. So some things happen to contest our knowledge to wisdom if we can learn the lesson intended. And what have I learnt? That love is like a butterfly. If you want to enjoy it's beauty, you let it go. If you close your hand around it, it is hidden, it is not enjoyed, it may be smothered to death. But if it flies, the beauty will be seen. If it's yours, it will come back to you. Love is free, and should be allowed to b...

Mystic is my name

In the days of every man are the days of his glory. In the life of every man is an object of fear. In the love of every life is an atom of hate.   Some things make sense, some things do not. There is life, and there would be death. Right and wrong, good and bad. And what is?   Whatever is was, it is, and will always be. And that which is, is the truth. The truth for which we live to die, many atimes, without knowing it.   Mystic is my name!