A Silent Love - Sweet Love Story

From the very Begining, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"

As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.

The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......

The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.

During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....

The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.

Touching Love Story (Speeding)

(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slow
down. Im scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, its to scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
(Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? Its bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it meant he would die.

Short Story of True Love

Short Story of True Love

There was a blind girl who hated herself just because she was blind. She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend.He was always there for her. She said that if she could only see the world, she would marry her boyfriend.

One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her and then she could see everything, including her boyfriend.
Her boyfriend asked her, "now that you can see the world, will you marry me?" The girl was shocked when she saw that her boyfriend was blind too, and refused to marry him.

Her boyfriend walked away in tears, and later wrote a letter to her saying..... "Just take care of my eyes dear." i'll always love you forever..

My Love Zodiac...Cancer

Symbol: Crab

Sign: Water Sign

People born under the Cancer zodiac sign have an entire range of emotions packed inside them. One moment, you will see them as shy and timid and the next moment, they will be the center of attraction in a bunch of friends. They won't feel shy at all and bask in the glow of limelight.

Cancerians are very attached to their home and family and are fiercely protective of them. The emotions of Cancerians are always kept guarded from others and they never ever forget a damage done to them. They are very touchy and even the slightest of the remarks can send them sulking into their protective shell or make them bold and confident.

Cancer Love Traits

• They are very emotional. However, very often they mask their true feelings behind a cold persona.
• They are truly romantic and their love is very strong.
• A Cancerian can never be satisfied with the amount of love showered on him/her and will always crave for more.
• They are very giving in a relationship, something that is exploited by opportunists often.
• Though they are not very expressive of their love, they make sincere efforts to show their loved one that they care.

Antony and Cleopatra

One of the most famous love stories by William Shakespeare, the love story of Antony and Cleopatra is a true test of love. Antony and Cleopatra epitomize that love is another name for sacrifice. Read on further to know the famous Anthony & Cleopatra love affair.

One of the most famous women in history, Cleopatra VII was the brilliant and beautiful last Pharaoh of Egypt. She was proficient in nine languages and a skilled mathematician. She is often considered to be a stunning seductress though she was studying to be a nun. She became the mistress of the famous emperor Julius Caesar. After he was slain, she saw his best friend Marc Antony and fell in love almost instantly. Their love affair outraged the Romans who were wary of the growing powers of the Egyptians. Despite all the threats, Anthony and Cleopatra married in 36 BC. While fighting a battle in Actium, Antony got false news of Cleopatra's death. Shattered, he fell on his sword. When Cleopatra learned about Antony 's death, she was shocked and committed suicide by getting herself bitten by a poisonous snake.

A Fine Day

After all the rain, the sun
Shines on hill and grassy mead;
Fly into the garden, child,
You are very glad indeed.

For the days have been so dull,
Oh, so special dark and drear,
That you told me, 'Mr. Sun
Has forgotten we live here.'

Dew upon the lily lawn,
Dew upon the garden beds;
Daintly from all the leaves
Pop the little primrose heads.

And the violets in the copse
With their parasols of green
Take a little peek at you;
They're the bluest you have seen.

On the lilac tree a bird
Singing first a little not,
Then a burst of happy song
Bubbles in his lifted throat.

O the sun, the comfy sun!
This the song that you must sing,
'Thank you for the birds, the flowers,
Thank you, sun, for everything.'

- Katherine Mansfield

An old man's dream

Last night I dreamed of you again and heard you call to me,

And I went back in memory to the way things used to be....

Your eyes were full of caring and tender as your smile,

For we were young again, my love -

for just a little while.

You reached across and touched my face, the way you used to do,

Then in my dream you whispered, 'Ma Cushla, I love you."

And I stood tall, my head held high, unbent from years of toil,

For we were young again, my love -

for just a little while.

When I awoke, alone and old, I left you in my dream,

Where you stay young and beautiful, in a world forever green.

Just dreams of you are all that's left - to ease life's final mile,

To see your face, to feel your touch...

for just a little while.

- Patrick Foley

There Is No Explanation

There is no explanation of how this could ever be.

Science just can't prove it.....'cause you mean the world to me.

Illogical, improbable - or so they all have said.

Regardless of what they say or do, I love you, girl, instead.

I know what good you bring me... my heart still skips a beat

One glance into your gorgeous eyes is all it takes for me.

You'd never understand it....it's incomprehensible to me.

But I love you with my heart and soul; you mean the world to me?

I know well last forver 'cause our love shall always be.

For a love this strong could never fade or die for anything.

Forver is a long time but not long enough for me.

My love will last forever and ever....and past eternity.

- Vincent Paul Gonzales

The Lonesome Tower

The tower in the distance

Unmolested for many yeasrs past

Throught the 'war of love'

It's still standing, as it was the last

Its doors were opened, once again

By the new lover from the dawn

Peering throughout the broken tower

A new romance is being drawn

Teasing the walls of the magnificent structure

Carressing the untouched floor

A silent creaking of the squeaky hinges

The keyless door opens once more

Love pours through its insides

Filling all of the glomy places

Streaking through with the grace of lightning

Covering all and leaving no empty spaces

The new lover looks around the beauty of this place

Fascinated by all she has created

The maginicient structure alive once more

All of the love she has reanimated

This magnificient structure is the entire of my heart

The creating made by her is my love beginning to rise

The woman who has revived my love is... you

And the fuel for the fire, was that first look from your eyes.

- Mythology

The Burn of Fire

Torn hearts,

Broken dreams,

Fading memories.

peirced thoughts,

Dying souls,

Unending tears.

Lost feelings,

Shattered hopes,

A forgotten, withered rose.

The charred remains of a burnt out love

Never to be forgotten

Left to linger in my aching soul, forever

I had no choice but to accept my fate

That you no longer wanted me

I was simply brushed aside, as you moved on

You said you no longer felt the same about me,

And about us

You no longer loved me the way you said you did

My heart was crying for you to change your mind

And tell me your made a mistake

But you never did

I wanted you to think i was strong

So i held in all my feelings

I made it look that way

My friends thought I would be alright

But they couldn't tell either

I was dying inside without you

I am still afraid to look at you

Your face is too familiar

And, in your eyes I seel all of our memories....

- LEESHA BROBERG

Miss You So Much!

I KNEW A WOMAN

I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,

When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;

Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:

The shapes a bright container can contain!

Of her choice virtues only gods should speak,

Or English poets who grew up on Greek

(I'd have them sing in chorus, cheek to cheek)

How well her wishes went! She stroked my chin,

She taught me Turn, and Counter-turn, and stand;

She taught me Touch, that undulant white skin:

I nibbled meekly from her proffered hand;

She was the sickle; I, poor I, the rake,

Coming behind her for her pretty sake

(But what prodigious mowing did we make)

Love likes a gander, and adores a goose:

Her full lips pursed, the errant note to seize;

She played it quick, she played it light and loose;

My eyes, they dazzled at her flowing knees;

Her several parts could keep a pure repose,

Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose

(She moved in circles, and those circles moved)

Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:

I'm martyr to a motion not my own;

What's freedom for? To know eternity.

I swear she cast a shadow white as stone.

But who would count eternity in days?

These old bones live to learn her wanton ways:

(I measure time by how a body sways)

-THEODORE ROETHKET

Love of My Life

Like the stars in the sky,

I am calling to you.

From the heavens above,

I am looking for you.

In the depths of my soul,

I will live and breathe for you.

Sadness dwells inside you;

You have nothing to fear,

for I am next to you.

I can feel your sadness;

Let me be sad for you,

so you will feel love once again.

Worry not about life,

let me worry for you.

You should always love life,

for it is a part of you.

I'll be there when you fall,

to catch you and say I Love You....

The Things I Love About You!

I love the way you make me laugh

I love the way you make me cry

Tears of joy stream from my eyes

As I hear your voice, a loving surprise.

I love you when you're angry

I love you when you're sad

I love you when you're glad

When you tell me of the day you had

I love you truly

I love you deeply

Ever since the day

I let you meet me

I missed you when you left

I miss you now more than ever

Making a mistake that I regret

Hoping that you are a forgiver

Without you, my life is strife

But now I ask for a second chance

Be with me and start a life

Together forever, an eternal dance

I wait for you as the days go by

My love is growing inch by inch

I cannot wait to see you again

But I wait for you, and your warm kiss

I love you

Always and Forever

Basking in the warmth of your smile

And the music of your laugh

I feel your tenderness

And your oh so witty style

I don't know why god blessed me

With such a friend as you

But it makes my pleasure complete

And very happy too

The way you always know me

And exactly what to do

When my loneliness gets me down

And I'm so very blue

The way you see into my soul

And looked behind my eyes

And I don't have to hide my feelings

And put on a disguise

With you I learned to trust

And as I person I have grown

Who could have possibly told me

How could I have known

That you would come in to my life

And my beauty would start to bloom

And like a pretty butterfly

Come out of my cocoon

To share your tender heart

The warmness of your smile

The courage of your wisdom

For these I'd walk for miles

To be thinking of a time

When you'd no longer be there

For me to gaze upon in delight

And al our feelings share

Is not acceptable to me

Because in my life

Is where I want you to be

Always and forever.

Freida Matinez

Until We Met I Didn't Know

Until we met I didn't know
How light a heart could be;
How, chained to one by bonds of love,
I still could feel so free.

I didn't realize that my dreams
Could ever be so real;
Or when I had all I could want,
Exactly how I'd feel.

This year of love has brought me through
A long-awaited door:
Were angels parked along our skies,
I could not love you more.

Nicholas Gordon

Happy Birthday to My Love

Happy birthday to my love!
A sea around my heart:
Part shelter, part enduring word,
Part mirror of my art.
You are the calm that drains my rage,
Bliss upon my shores,
Immensity immutable,
Rush that life restores.
To you I wish to be a welcome
Harbor for your ocean,
Destiny and origin,
Aim of your affection,
Yearning of your motion.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE!

Happy Birthyday Love.

Wishing all the success, health, wealth and prosperity in life.

Wishing celebrate many more Birthdays with joy and

happiness, and I pray god that all dreams should come true to her life...

EkDevotee...

Love

I asked of time to tell me where was Love.

He pointed to her footsteps on the snow,

where first the angel lighted from above,

And bid me note the way and onward go.

Through populous streets of cities spreading wide,

By lonely cottage rising on the moor,

Whre bursts from sundered cliff the struggling tide,

To where it hails the sea with answering roar,

She led me on; o'er mountain's frozen head,

Where mile on mile still stretches on the plain,

Then homeward whither first my feet she led

I traced her path along the snow again.

But there the sun had melted from the earth

The prints where first she trod, a child of mortal birth.

SYMPTOMS OF LOVE

Love is a universal migraine,

A bright stain on the vision

Blotting out reason.

Symptoms of true love

Are leanness, jealousy,

Laggard dawns;

Are omens and nightmares -

Listening for a knock,

Waiting for a sign:

For a touch of her fingers

In a darkened room,

For a searching look.

Take courage, lover!

Can you endure such grief

At any hand but hers?

Robert Graves

SHE WALKED UNAWARE

Oh, she walked unaware of her own increasing beauty

That was holding men's thoughts from market or plough,

As she passed by intent on her womanly duties

And she passed without leisure to be wayward or proud;

Or if she had pride then it was not in her thinking

But thoughtless in her body like a flower of good breeding.

The first time I saw her spreading coloured linen

Beyond the green willow she gave me gentle greeting

With no more intention than the leaning willow tree.

Though she smiled without intention yet from that day forward

Her beauty filled like water the four corners of my being,

And she rested in my heart like a hare in the form

That is shaped to herself. And I that would be singing

Or whistling at all times went silently then,

Till I drew her aside among straight stems of beeches

When the blackbird was sleeping and she promised that never

A red moon of August would rise on our wedding.

October is spreading bright flame along stripped willows,

Low fires of the dogwood burn down to grey water, -

God pity me now and all desolate sinners

Demented with beauty! I have blackened my thought

In drouths of bad longing, and all brightness goes shrouded

Since he came with his rapture of wild words that mirrored

Her beauty and made her ungentle and proud.

Tonight she will spread her brown hair on his pillow,

But I shall be hearing the harsh cries of wild fowl.

Patrick MacDonough

Fractures

Tracing fingertips on the hot soft textures

of your skin. Liquid sin held together softly

by membranes of tissue, an osmotic tap slowly

pulls the essence. Your passion, in collodial

suspension of lipids and saline. A colloquial

expression, an impression of summoned presence

made manifest in this act. A factor which presents

itself in a single touch. A wounded soul's fractures.

Calm

In my most placid moments

I look inside my sould and see

you there. living and giving me

life in all its currency spent

in gambles and offerings

made to the gods of chance.

a sweet and simple dance

with all the hope it brings.

Boneysuckle

perfume on wind of change.

sudden and unexpected

like honeysuckle suddenly

made apparent. projected

fragrance on an holy wind.

I do not pick the blossoms,

but let the fragrance live

on the wind and wait for them

to drop into my hand to give

themselves in their own time.

The Day is Long

the day is long without your voice

to soothe my mind and let me know

that your love is not some illusion

I summoned to make my life of worht.

to love you is my best and sweetest choice,

despite all the obstacles over which I must go

to dispel the pain and the nervewrack confusion

that signals life and love and rebirth.

Sonnet: the journey

I have stood at the edge of eternity and watched the gravel

beneath my toes fall away into the endless void. down

into the abyss. for so long did I wander free and travel,

deemed mad by all who saw the decade's dance turn brown

the greenery of my youth. alone and arrogant, I traced

the line of shining path of cunning calculations culled

from my perception of life and love and god. and faced

with mortality, I laughed a hearty rorar. and when called

by fate to answer for my sins, I took my cross with grace

and peace, knowing that truth was a better companion

than anyone I'd ever known. until now. I turn my face

from the lonely wind and hold out my hand to ask you join

this lonely quest. alone no more, for I have found worth

in one who shares so much and I would share my time on Earth.

A Red, Red Rose

O my luve's like a red, red rose.

That's newly sprung in June;

O my luve's like a melodie

Thats sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

So deep in luve am I;

And i will love thee still, my Dear,

Till a'the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gand dry, my Dear,

And the rocks melt wi' the sun:

I will luve thee still, my Dear,

While the sands o'life shall run.

And fare thee weel my only Luve!

And fare thee weel a while!

And I will come again, my Luve,

Tho' it were ten thousand mile!

ABBY

Every time we embrace,

I go to that far away place

When we just walk hand in hand.

I’m in never, never land.

Whenever I look into your eyes,

I begin to get butterflies,

Then my heart skips a beat,

And our lips passionately meet.

You are always on my mind,

Your face is all it can find.

I think about you every day

And know it’ll work out somehow, some way.

Some say we’re dumb and foolish

Some say we should do as we wish

But all my heart could ever do

Is tell you that I’ll always LOVE YOU.

Clinton Followell

Influences

Small hands, big heart, sweet smile, your apart

in my life is undefined, but monumental.

you have refined and redefined my dreams, central

to the parths I will choose. win or lose, my heart

is yours. feed upon it if the need is great, share

with it if the feeing is upon you, but never doubt

my sincerity and commitment, my sould pours out

in pools of holy water to wash away your cares.

Security

Anchor me with your love, that I may stand against the winds

that blow us apart, heartfast and brave, I would adore you

near and afar until the ice forms on my barren bones.

remember me in your prayers, to whatever gods such angels

as you worship, for I need your strength tonight.

Patience

I have stood in the fire, awaiting your salvation,

counting on your faith and your love and your grace

for so long, the flesh will be cosumed. but I,

I will linger, for I know you will return. no one

loves you as much as I do. no one shall ever place

as much trust in you as I do and will. no lie

obscures this truth, that I am given over unconditionally

to any judgement, test or fate your love would grant me.

Rebirth

I have been tossed from rapture to the crush of

life so foul and grinding that I barely live. and yet

I endure for sake of love. a light, beautiful and singular,

illumines my night and shows me the path to the edge

of the universe, where waits hope and joy, twin beasts

shackled by their duty, to draw the chariot of love

across the skies of radiant peace and lover's dream.

Lullaby

Lay your sleeping head, my love,

Human on my faithless arm;

Time and fevers burn away

Individual beauty from

Thoughtful children, and the grave

Proves the child ephemeral:

But in my arms till break of day

Let the living creature lie,

Mortal, guilty, but to me

The entirely beautiful.

Soul and body have no bounds:

To lovers as they lie upon

Her tolerant enchanted slope

In their ordinary swoon,

Grave the vision Venus sends

Of supernatural sympathy,

Universal love and hope;

While an abstract insight wakes

Among the glaciers and the rocks

The hermit's sensual ecstasy.

Certainly, fidelity

On the stoke of midnight pass

Like vibrations of a bell,

And fashionable madem raise

Their pedantic boring cry:

Every farthing of the cost,

All the dreaded cards foretell,

Shall be paid, but from this night

Not a whisper, not a thought,

Not a kiss nor look be lost.

Beauty, midnight, vision dies:

Let the winds of dawn that below

Softly round your dreaming head

Such a day of sweetness show

Eye and knocking heart may bless,

Find the mortal world enough;

Noons of dryness see you fed

By the involuntary powers,

Nights of insult let you pass

Watched by every human love.

W.H.AUDEN (19707-1973)

The River-Merchant's Wife: a Letter

While my hair was still cut straight acros my forehead

I played about the frong gate, pulling flowers.

You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horese,

You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.

And we went on living in the village of Chokan:

Two small people, without dislike or suspicion.

At fourteen I married My Lord you.

I never laughed, being bashful.

Lowering my head, I looked at the wall.

Called to, a thousand times, I never looked back.

At fifteen I stopped scowling,

I desired my dust to be mingled with yours

Forever and forever and forever.

Why should I climb the lookout?

At sixteen you departed,

You went into far Ku-to-yen, by the river of swirling eddies,

And you have been gone five months.

The monkeys make sorrowful noise overhead.

You dragged your feet when you went out.

By the gate now, the moss is grown, the different mosses,

Too deep to clear them away!

The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.

The paired butterflies are already yellow with August

Over the grass in the West garden;

They hurt me. I grow older.

If you are coming down through the narrows of the river Kiang,

Please let me know beforehand,

And I will come out to meet you

As far as Cho-fu-Sa.

LI T'AI-PO (701-762)

After you Leave, I will Become a Tree

After you leave, I will become a tree
Alone on a hillside, loving wind and sun,
Waiting for you to return home to me
Though centuries of lonely stars may run.

I'll grow tall and give lots of shade,
Sheltering birds and other bright-eyed things.
Pleased with all the progress that I've made,
I'll spread my leafy branches out like wings.

But oh! Every moment of every day
I'll miss you with the passion of the wind,
Gazing endlessly upon the way
That without you must empty, empty wind.

Do Not Doubut How Much I Love You

Do not doubt how much I love you
Though my time with you is thin.
I am always thinking of you,
Always loving you within.

A full-time working mom and wife
Just doesn't have much time to give.
But I have given you my life,
And you still reign where I most live.

I do the best that I can do
And hope that you will understand
That everything belongs to you:
My eyes, my thoughts, my heart, my hand.