Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Friday, December 04, 2009

பிரிவு


இதயத்துடிப்பை வைத்து

என்னக்கு இன்னும் உயிர் இருக்கிறது என்றார்கள்

ஆனால் என் இதயமோ துடிக்கிறது

என் உயிர் தோழி பிரிந்ததனால்

Thursday, December 03, 2009

புன்னகை

ஓரு சின்ன புன்னகயால் காயம் எற்படுமா?

ஆம்.

காயப்பட்டுவிட்டது என் இதயம்

இனிப்பு

இன்னும் இனிக்கிறது
நீ கொடுத்த முதல் முத்தம்

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

கல்யாண விருந்து


கை நனைக்கவில்லை அந்த கல்யாண விருந்தில்

கண்கள் மட்டும்தான் நனைந்தது

...................... என் காதலியின் திருமணதில்


Friday, November 13, 2009

அழுகை



என் உயிர் போனால்

உனக்கு அழுகை வருமோ வராதோ எனக்கு தெரியது..?

ஆனால் உனக்கு அழுகை வந்தாலே என் உயிர் போய்விடும்….


 
 
 
 

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

கண்ணீர்


காதலித்தால் கவிதை வரும் என்று சொன்னார்கள்
காதலித்தேன்
கவிதை இல்லை
கண்ணீர் தான் வந்தது….

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Friday, September 25, 2009

Tears

வானம் பொய்தது
வறண்ட பூமி
காய்ந்துபோன வயல்வெளிகள்
ஆனாலுல் என் கண்களில் மட்டும் ஈரம்
இது உன் பிறிவு தந்த மழை

I'm Flying




சிறகுகள் இல்லாமலே பரகிரேன்
உன் காதலால்

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Love is Everywhere








True Love

No matter how big the world is, if we are meant to be together, love will lead us to be together.


Sometimes I wonder, is this a dream or is this true? I can't believe I'm lucky enough to spend my life with you!


True love doesn't just fill your heart, it overflows into your whole body and soul.


There may be many flowers in a man's life, but there is only one rose.


You may hold my hand for a while, but you hold my heart forever.


True love doesn't have a happy ending because true love doesn't end.


When we love, it isn't because the person's perfect, it's because we learn to see an imperfect person perfectly.

Friday, March 20, 2009

LOVE YOU DAD


While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 year old son picked a stone & scratched lines on the side of the car.


In anger, the man took the child's hand & hit it many times, not realizing he was using an iron wrench.


At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.


When the child saw his father.... with painful eyes he asked 'Dad when will my fingers grow back?'


The man was very hurt and speechless; he went back to car and kicked it a lot of times.


Devastated by his own actions...... sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches........... The child had written 'LOVE YOU DAD'.


The next day that man committed suicide....


Anger and Love have NO LIMIT - choose the latter to have a beautiful & lovely life....


THINGS are meant to be USED and PEOPLE are to be LOVED,..


but the problem of today's world is that... People are used & Things are loved!!!

Friday, March 06, 2009

Little Boy's love

I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.

Then the little boy turned to me and asked: ''Bhaiya, are you sure I don't have enough money?

''I counted his cash and replied: ''You know that you don't have enoughmoney to buy the doll , my dear.''

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much.I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this.

'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said:'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her So my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes,very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'''I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy,but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in atruck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away..

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.

The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.

Why do we shout in anger?

A saint asked his disciples, 'Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?'

Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose our calm, we shout for that.

'But, why to shout when the other person is just next to you?' asked the saint. 'Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you're angry?

Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the saint.

Finally he explained, 'When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other through that great distance.'

Then the saint asked, 'What happens when two people fall in love? They don't shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small...'

The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens? They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love.

Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that's all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.

MORAL: When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not say words that distance each other.

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