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People come into your life and people leave it...
you just have to trust that life has a road
mapped out for you.”
Live your best & do your best.
Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your words; a cool caress.
I
am lost in your magic
My heart beats within your
tenderness.
I think of you each morning
And
dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
And cannot express my delight
Never have I fallen
But
I am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
That has never before been given away.
Imagination gallops; judgment merely walks".
SO IMAGINE LIFE THROUGH NISHI'S VISION.
MOTIMALA,MY SITE NISHI'S VISION IS MY POINT
OF VIEW TOWARDS MY LIFE AND MY ANGEL .
AND U R THE ONE 4 WHOM THESE IS CREATED.
My lady's presence makes the roses red,
Because to see her lips they blush for shame.
The lily's leaves, for envy, pale became,
And her white hands in them this envy bred.
The marigold the leaves abroad doth spread,
Because the sun's and her power is the same.
The violet of purple colour came.
Dyed in the blood she made my heart to shed.
In brief: all flowers from her their virtue take;
From her sweet breath their sweet smells do proceed;
The living heat which her eyebeams doth make
Warmeth the ground and quickeneth the seed.
The rain, wherewith she watereth the flowers,
Falls from mine eyes, which she dissolves in showers.
MY LIFE HAS NO MEANING;YES MOTI,NOTHIN TO SAY.
Abem,nanga wari saarimakhei thamoida karinom touee.Nangi
maithongdo yengningbana ngaodorae.Nangna keitouri haibado khanbada yam wajei eidi.I told u once that i feel jealous of u when
u talk to any other guy.Aduna angaang,fajana gyan taana reputation mangdanaba tou,einasu mateng angamba paangni.Nangna eigidamak
aduk khanbiraba tungsidasu eina nangbu thadokae khalladi phataba eraibak aduni.
Ei mee amatada depend tougan dabani adubu hujikti nangna lonna
yengakpa matamda eina thamoinungda latcharagae khanduna nangi amasung Family gi yengaga awaba kaya asi thamoida lotsinduna
adum leiragae.
Hairaktaradi eina nangse nahan Vandanada leibadudei adum eiga
kadainoma chenkhrage khallambani.Adubu nangisu nathou yamna leibanina warasu wana matam khara lapnaraga leiba haiduni.Paagi
palonda palli piraang hujikphou nangna aroiba oina trainda eekhut pairaga chatkhibadudadi eigi thawai nangi naphamda leihouraboi
ninigurae adubu hujiksu adum haraoba ngamdre eisu.
Yamna saangaroi mataang sida loiragaeko Abema................................
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide, and made my pains his prey.
Vain man, said she, that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalize!
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eek my name be wiped out likewise.
Not so (quoth I), let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame:
My verse your virtues rare shall eternize,
And in the heavens write your glorious name;
Where, whenas death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.
“I want to be thoroughly used up when
I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake.I would much rather have regrets about not doing what people said, than regretting not doing
what my heart led me to and wondering what life had been like if I'd just been myself.”
Even if i didn't get you as my love,i'll always keep tryin,and wont give up as long as i live.
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower
And stole my heart away complete.
My face turned pale, a deadly pale.
My legs refused to walk away,
And when she looked what could I ail
My life and all seemed turned to clay.
And then my blood rushed to my face
And took my eyesight quite away.
The trees and bushes round the place
Seemed midnight at noonday.
I could not see a single thing,
Words from my eyes did start.
They spoke as chords do from the string,
And blood burnt round my heart.
Are flowers the winter's choice
Is love's bed always snow
She seemed to hear my silent voice
Not love appeals to know.
I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling place
And can return no more.
My love, I have tried with all my being
to
grasp a form comparable to thine own,
but nothing seems worthy;
I know now why Shakespeare could not
compare
his love to a summer’s day.
It would be a crime to denounce the beauty
of such a creature as thee,
to simply
cast away the precision
God had placed in forging you.
Each facet of your being
whether it physical or spiritual
is
an ensnarement
from which there is no release.
But I do not wish release.
I wish to stay entrapped forever.
With
you for all eternity.
Our hearts, always as one.
A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates my soul
And as each sound goes deeper,
It's
YOU that makes me whole
There is no corner, no dark place,
YOUR LOVE cannot fill
And if the world starts causing
waves,
It's your devotion that makes them still
And yes you always speak to me,
In sweet honesty and truth
Your
caring heart keeps out the rain,
YOUR LOVE, the ultimate roof
So thank you my Love for being there,
For supporting
me, my life
I'll do the same for you, you know,
My Beautiful, Angel Motimala.
Love is patient; love is kind; it does
not envy; it does not boast; it is not proud. It is not rude; it is not self-seeking; it is not easily angered; it keeps no
record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes,
always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will pass
away; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge it will pass away. For we know in part and we
prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears.
When I was a child, I talked like
a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but
a poor reflection, then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And
now these three remain: faith, hope and love, but the greatest of these is love.
A stranger you were once.
Then, with a gentle
look you took my hand.
As the days passes by,
you lit my life and I held both your hands.
Now that decades
have passed,
ours souls have indeed become one.
How fortunate i'm
that i have found the love so true
that
everyone dreams about.
I"VE NOTHIN MORE TO SAY TO WIN YOUR HEART MOTI.
I WISH YOU WERE WITH ME HERE N WIPE AWAY MY TEARS...
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