this is me: April 2010

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

fluid

http://www.pdfqueen.com/pdf/fl/fluid-mechanics-flow-through-pipe-problem/3/

http://www.pdfone.com/keyword/fluid-mechanics-pipe-flow.html

http://openpdf.com/ebook/turbulent-flows-pdf.html

http://downloadcave.com/search.php?PID=ba0dcfd1-f271-4130-ac25-f09b6eefc514&q=fluid+mechanics+flow+through+pipe+problem

http://www.iimahd.ernet.in/~jrvarma/download.php

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Sunday, April 18, 2010

GooD FriendS......!!!!!!
Good Friends Are Hard To Find.
Good Friends Are Easy To Love.
Good Friends Are Presents That
Last Forever And That Feel
Like Gifts From Above

Good Friends Are One In A Million.
Good Friends Are Stories To Share.
Good Friends Know The Path To Your
Happiness, And They Walk With You
All The Way There.

Good Friends Are Lives Overlapping.
Good Friends Are Laughter And Tears.
Good Friends Are Emotions So Deep
That The Trust Just Keeps Growing
Over The Years.

Good Friends Are Hard To Find.
Good Friends Are Easy To Adore.
And You've Been
Such A Good Friend To Me
...That I Could Ask
For Nothing More.

Thanks for Being

Loneliness teaches ourselves to respect our shadow…

.....the person who hold ur hand instead of ur waist infront of the world is the true love......

мץ‎ ℓιƒє ιs sιмρℓє
ωнץ ωσяяץ & нαvє ωяιηкℓєs
ωнєn ץσυ ¢αn sмιℓє & нαvє ∂ιмρℓєs

ιтs нαя∂ тσ вє мα∂
ιтs єαsץ тσ вє glα∂
ι нaтє вєιng sα∂

ι мιgнт вє ρσσя ιn єηgℓιsн
тнαт ∂σєsn'т мєan ι'м ƒσσℓιsн
ριzzα ιs мy sρєcιαℓ ∂ιsн
σя ωσul∂ ץσυ ℓιкє тσ нαvє кιsнмιsн
єαt aℓℓ ץσυ ωαnt ιf ‎ץ‎συ ωιsн

ι ℓσvє sυn
∂ση'т кησω нσω тσ вσкє вυη
gσιηg NS ¢αяяץ gυη
ι ℓιкє тσ мαкe ρυη
кησω мє & yσυя ℓιƒє ωσυℓ∂ вє ƒυℓℓ σƒ ƒυη

ι ℓιкє тσ ∂αη¢є & ∂ιηє ιη ℓιgнт oƒ ¢αηdℓє
єvєяץσηє sαץs ι'м тσσ нσt тσ нαη∂ℓє
тнαηк gσ∂ нαvη'т tιℓℓ gєт ιηтσ αηץ s¢αη∂αℓ

ι ∂ση'т ηєє∂ ¢ιηαмση,¢υмιη,sтαя & ¢ℓσvєs
σr α ραιя σƒ ρℓαsтι¢ gℓσvєs
ι ℓσσк αт sкץ αвσvє
ησтι¢є ι'м ℓα¢к σƒ ℓσvє

ι ρrєραяє тнє ƒσσ∂
ωнєтнєя ιts вα∂ σя gσσ∂
ιтs αℓℓ ∂єρєη∂ ση мץ мσσ∂

ℓιƒє ∂єpєη∂ ση ƒαтє
тhє мσяє ץσυ ℓσvє,тнє мσяє ץσυ нαтє
тσ тυяη σvєя α ηєω ℓєαƒ,ιтs ηєvєя ℓαтє

ι єηjσץ ∂σιηg αят
нσρє тσ нαvє α вяαη∂ ηєω sтαят
¢σz sσмєσηє ι ℓσvє нα∂ вяσкє мץ нєαят
тєαяιηg ιт ιntσ ριєcєs & αραят

αт ηιgнт ι вяєαк∂σωη & ¢яץ
& sσмєтιмє ι ∂ση'т єvєη kησω ωнץ
ιη αρρяσα¢нιηg sσмєσηє,ι ∂ση'т ƒєєℓ sнץ

tєℓℓ мє ι'м ησт тнє σηℓץ
вяσкєη нєαят fєєℓιηg ℓσηєℓץ
αs ℓєαsт ι'м sтιℓℓ нαvє мץ ƒαмιℓץ

ι‎ кησω єvєяץтнι‎ng нєαℓs ιn tιмє
вυт ¢αη тιмє нєαℓ тнιs ℓσηєℓץ нєαят σƒ мιηє

ωяιтє мє α тєsтιмσηιαℓ ιƒ ץσυ нαvє тнιηgs тσ sαץ
ι‎'ℓℓ αρρяє¢ιαtє ιт,ι ωσul∂ тнαηк ץσυ,нαvє α ηιcє ∂αץ
ιƒ ץσu ωιsн тσ вє мץ ƒяιєη∂,ץσυ мaץ sтαץ
ιf ץσυ ∂ση'т,ι'ℓℓ sαץ,sтαץ αωαץ

best poem

Ami Valobasi jare,se
Amar cheo valo,
Nilche rater buke jeno
Josna veja aalo...

Tomar janno roilo amar
Sapnoveja ghum,
Ekla thakar klanto dupur
Ekla Classroom...

Tomae dilam sokal bela
Sisir-veja ghass,
Tomae dilam Siter diner
Unun-ghesa aatch...

Tumi nije bristidiner sabujronga pata,
Khatar vaje rakha aamar ajasra kobita...

Tomar jonno roilo aro dustu chokher vasa,
Moner moddhe lukie rakha anek VALOBASA...

Sunday, April 11, 2010

ideal match:

Someone who'll be able to accept me as I am, support me through my endeavours and would be able to bring me back on track when I get too detached from the world(which happens pretty often, mind you). Good looks are an added bonus.O ya, it would be nice if she's a metalhead(\m/), likes Anime(esp. DBZ and Naruto) and has a good sense of humour and a lot of patience to put up with my hideous PJs(mind you, the last sentence specifies the optional qualities)

first thing you will notice about me:

Now that depends on the viewer's perspective , right?

turn offs:

Idiocy, Hypocrisy, Two-faced people and wimps

my idea of a perfect first date:

Koi bhi cheez perfect nahi hoti. Use perfect banana parta hai....

from my past relationships I learned:

Always follow a deterministic search algorithm and not a heuristic search tenchique when searching for your significant other. Heuristic searches lead to failure and pain more often than not..

in my bedroom you will find:

Dirt, filth , grime, loads of books and me sitting in the midst of all of that

job description:

Solving assignments, giving lab tests, semester exams and cursing the profs

career skills:

I am a fairly good programmer and I do know quite a few useful stuffs about computers. Hope they will come in handy someday

activities:

Well..to be frank, i dont get much time to indulge in activities other than studying with the hectic schedule.....

books:

I am a real big fan of Mrs. Rowling. Also Tolkien, Orhan Pamuk, Tagore, Wordsworth, Shakespeare, Asimov, Bibhutibhusan Bandopadhyay, Conan Doyle, Agatha Christie, Satyajit Ray, Jack London, Chetan Bhagat, Paolo Coelho(he's just awesome) are among my favourite authors. And I also really enjoy books by Christos Papadimitriou....

music:

Now thats one thing I am really passionate about. Started off with classical, progressed to heavy metal, then black n gothic metal and now shifting more towards progressive metal. My favourite bands include Cradle of Filth, Kamelot, Epica, Kalmah, Hammerfall, Angtoria, Poets of the Fall, Guano Apes,Incubus, Porcupine Tree,Evanescence, Rammstein, Type-O-Negative,The Corrs, System of a Down,Iron Maiden, Metallica, Dimmu Borgir,Greenday, P.O.D., GnR,Lacuna Coil,Napalm Death, CoB,Slayer, Slipknot, Rammstein,Spawn of Possession, RHCP,Sepultura,Moonspell, Marilyn Manson, Dead Can Dance, Iced Earth, Celtic Frost among the western bands and Dolores O'Riordan and Enrique Iglesius among the solo performers.
As for Eastern music, i am not much into it these days. But I love Strings, Jal, Fuzon, Roxen and I am a very big fan of the emerging band Dark Project.

tv shows:

Well..... of late i have started watching a few sitcoms like "The Big Bang Theory" and "How I Met Your Mother"... And I am a biiiig fan of anime like DB Franchise, Naruto, Get Backers, Ninja Robots...... apart from that nothing else..... and i say a firm "NO" to all the stupid reality shows...

cuisines:

At present in hostel really missing ghar ka khaana. But apart from that I love chinese and mughlai dishes. but as long as the food tastes good, I am on for any sort of cuisine. I am really a drooler when it comes to good and tasty food

about me- diptesh berhampur

Who am I? I really dont know. In fact, I am pretty much a nobody, another instance of the cancerous species named Homo sapiens destroying the resources of this beautiful planet. A dreamer, who really hopes to be responsible for creating something like Skynet, that will have the ability to think of its own. I dont care if my creation eliminates everything else, it still would be my creation. Thats the way I am - unconventional, apathetic to the common miseries of people. I am a person who finds joy in things that sometimes bore people, like work for instance. A total rationalist, always listening to the voice of the brain rather than the voice of the heat. I guess whoever is going through this is intelligent enough to figure out what I am from this brief paragraph studded with gibberish. If you still want to know about me, contact my friends. Or you may contact me, but I cannot guarantee that I wont abuse you like anything. actually it all depends on my mood. If you catch me in a good mood, you are safe, or else....

;

P.S. : If u dont know me, buzz off mate....I aint here to MAKE FRIENDSHIP with arbit strangers, especially those who write ridiculously stupid English, (mis)guided by the notion that such actions make them look

frnds

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to think before you speak to me!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
my presence ever makes you feel uncomfortable!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to thank me for everything i do for you!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to say sorry for everything that you don't do!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you have to ask me for favors!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think i would not be curious to know your new philosophy of life!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you go by what i say and do not understand what i don't say!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think that listening to your dreams would put me to sleep!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think that seeing you in pain, would not bring a tear to me!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you think I do not remember the first time we met!

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF.....
you don't see the thousand ways I try to make you happy!
I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you have to think before you speak to me! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... my presence ever makes you feel uncomfortable! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you have to thank me for everything i do for you! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you have to say sorry for everything that you don't do! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you have to ask me for favors! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you think i would not be curious to know your new philosophy of life! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you go by what i say and do not understand what i don't say! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you think that listening to your dreams would put me to sleep! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you think that seeing you in pain, would not bring a tear to me! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you think I do not remember the first time we met! I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND IF..... you don't see the thousand ways I try to make you happy!

love

My bed is so empty that i keep on waking up; As the cold increases, the night-wind begins to blow.......It rustles the curtains, making a noise like the sea..
...Oh that those were waves which could carry me back to you........

Chien Wen-ti

If all those glittering monarchs that command the servile quarters of this earthly ball........should tender in exchange their shares of land, i would not change my fortunes for them all.....Their wealth is but a counter to my coin....The world's but theirs; but my beloved's mine....

Francis Quarles

Love is a short word, but it contains all: it means the body, the soul, the life, the entire being. We feel it as we feel the warmth of the blood, we breath it as we breathe the air, we carry it in ourselves as we carry our thoughts. Nothing more exists for us. It is not a word; it is an inexpressible state indicated by four letter.........

Guy de Maupassant

love to faults is always blind...always is to joy inclined....lawless, winged and unconfined...and breaks all chains from every mind.....

William Blake

Every promise of the soul has innumerable fulfilment; each of it’s joys ripens into a new want. Nature, uncontainable, flowing, forelooking, in the first sentimant of kindness anticipates already a benevolence which shall lose all particular regards in its general light. The introduction to this felicity is in a private and tender relation of one to one, which is the enchantment of human life; which, like a certain divine rage and enthusiasm, seizes on man at one period and works a revolution in his mind and body; unites him to his race, pledges him to the domestic and civic relations, carries him with new sympathy into nature, enhances the power of the senses, opens the imagination, adds to his character heroic and sacred attritributes, establishes marriage and gives premanence to human society. For it is a fire that kindling it’s first embers in the narrow nook of a private bosom, caught from a wandering spark out of another private heart, glows and enlarges until it warms and beams upon multitudes of men and women, upon the universal heart of all, and so lights up the whole world and all mature with its generous flames.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Love is the most intensive desire of the soul to enjoy beauty, and, where it is reciprocal, is the most entire and exact union of hearts. Love gives courage to the most fearful; sharpens the wit of the most simple; gives fidelity to the most depraved minds, constancy to the most unsettled; and, of itself alone, hath power to draw those hearts which have received it to acts of goodness, honesty, virtue, and gallentry, with more efficiency than all the most exact examples of history and philosophy. The desire of a lover is to be loved, and tht perfect union of hearts is the perfection of lovers’ happiness, as love is the cause of the greatest ills that men suffer, it is the cause also of the most perfect pleasures, consisting only in extremes; and as many as are made miserable by love, none are made happy without love.

Algernon Sidney

A good relationship has a pattern like a dance and is built on some of the same rules. The partners do not need to hold on tightly, because they move confidently in the same pattern, intricate but gay and swift and free, like a country dance of Mozart’s. To touch heavily would be to arrest the pattern and freeze the movement, to check the endlessly changing beauty of it’s unfolding. There is no place here for the possessive clutch, the clinging arm, the heavy hand, only the barest touch in passing. Now arm in arm, now face to face, now back to back - it does not matter which. Because they know they are partners moving to the same rhythm, creating a pattern together and being invisibly nourished by it.
The joy of such a pattern is not only the joy of creation or the joy of participation, it is also the joy of living in the moment. Lightness of touch and living in the moment are intertwined. One cannot dance well unless one is completely in time with the music, not leaning back to the last step or pressing forward to the next one, but poised directly on the present step as it comes. Perfect poise on the beat is what gives good dancing its sense of ease, of timelessness, of the eternal. It is what Blake was speaking of when he wrote:

He who bends to himself a joy
Doth the winged likfe destry;
But he who kisses the hoy as it flies
Lives in Eternity’s sunrise.

The dancers who are perfectly in time never destroy "the winged life" in each other or in themselves...When the heart is flooded with love there is no room in it for fear, for doubt, for hesitation. And it is this lack of fear that makes for the dance. When each partner loves so completely that he has forgotten to ask himself whether or not he is loved in return; when he only knows that he loves and is moving to its music - then, and then only, are two people able to dance perfectly in tune to the same rhythm.

Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Love is my life, life is my love,
Love is my whole felicity,
Love is my sweet, sweet is my love,
I am in love, and love in me.

Michael Drayton

Pack, clouds, away, and welcome day,
with night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air blow soft, mount lark’s aloft
To give my Love good-morrow!
Wings from the wind to please her mind
Notes from the lark I’ll borrow;
Bird, prune thy wing, nightingale sing,
To give my Love good-morrow
To give my Love good-morrow
Notes from them both I’ll borrow.

Wake from the nest, Robin-red-breast,
Sing bids in every furrow;
And from each hill, let music shrill
Give my fair Love good-morrow!
Blackbirds and thrush in every bush
Stare, linnet, and cock-sparrow!
You pretty elves, amongst yourselves
Sing my fair Love good-morrow;
To give my Love good-morrow;
Sing, birds, in every furrow.

Thomas Heywood

My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a watered shoot;
My heart is like an apple tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickest fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder that all these
Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves, and pomegranates,
and peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves, and silver fleur-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life is come,
My love is come to me.

Christina Rossetti

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my grief, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath,
smiles, tears, of all my life! - and if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

http://www.lavendermist.com/journey/lovenotes/

Friday, April 9, 2010

testimonial

ami eke bohudin dhorei chini..tai ami kichu bolte chai...
1)khub bhalo chele
2)porasuno-teo khub bhalo
3)santo,
4)byaboharo khubo bhalo,tao meyerao khub pochondo kore
5)bondhu-der proti khub loyal
6)cheleta kothar dam rakhe kintu
7)khub bichokkhon,realistic...ami ebyapare anek help peyechi
8)cool-minded
9)sobar mon joy kore nite pare
10)darun entertainer - jader sathe thake tader sob somoy anondo dei
11)gurujonder sotti khub sroddha kore
12)teacher-der mukhe er naam sob somoy lege thakto
13)sotti khb hand-some,darun dekhte,
14)stylish,trendy..erom chelei to meyera chai..
15)charmful,humorous
16)khub EMOTIONAL..
17)darun innovative-idea produce korte pare
18)sudhu pora-suno noi,xtra-currics-eo prochur dokkho..or emon kichu gun ache janle obak hote hoi
19)khub sahoshi..daredevil chele
20)khub gopon kotha,meyeder er proti frustu ache..
HE BONGO-JONONI,TUMI SONKITO KAR TORE?
EMON ROTNO LOYECHE JONOM TOMAR SWARNO-KRORE..

Friday, April 2, 2010

FRIENDSHIP is just like "H20"(water)
No Colour
No Shape
No Place
No Size
No Money
No Rich
No Poor
But still essential for living N forever.......

"Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me, I may not lead.
Walk beside me and be my friend."
- Albert Camus

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."
- Anais Nin

A FRIEND FROM ABOVE....

I prayed for you before we met,
Not knowing who you'd be.
I asked the Lord to send a friend.
One chosen just for me.

I asked that they'd be Godly,
With wisdom of His ways.
A friend to help and guide me
I the troubles of these days.

So often in life, we need someone
To listen while we talk.
Someone who will not condemn or judge,
But encourage us as we walk.

The narrow road we choose to follow
May sometimes make us stumble.
But to have a friend to catch our fall,
Teaches us to be humble.

When I asked the Lord to send a friend,
Though many came and went.
He gave much more than I ever asked,
For you are the friend He sent.

A Best Friend!
A friend that really cares!
All my secrets i can share!
There when i need a hand!
There to understand!

When i cry!
She will be by!
If i am away!
She will call me day by day!
If i need her at all!
She'll be there to stand tall!
Anything i say will be heard!
She will listen word by word!
If I am late!
She will open the gate!

As she looks in my eyes!
The sparkle she realize!
She is the one that cares!
And the one thats there!

That's a best Friend!!

Why GOD Gave Us Friends

GOD knew that everyone needs
Companionship and cheer,
He knew that people need someone
Whose thoughts are always near.

He knew they need someone kind
To lend a helping hand.
Someone to gladly take the time
To care and understand.

GOD knew that we all need someone
To share each happy day,
To be a source of courage
When troubles come our way.

Someone to be true to us,
Whether near or far apart.
Someone whose love we'll always
Hold and treasure in our hearts.

That's Why GOD Gave Us Friends!

http://www.theromantic.com/poetryclassic/main.htm

http://www.lovefatedestiny.com/

Full stop is nt end, bcaz we can write a new sentence after it. Same in,failure is not d end, but it can be real beginning of success........

BEAUTY LIES IN THE EYES OF THE BEHOLDER..........

sum people just get and 4get.....others just giv and 4giv..........

It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone, but it takes a lifetime to forget someone....

What If I Say

What if I say I shall not wait?
What if I burst the fleshly gate
And pass, escaped, to thee?

What if I file this mortal off,
See where it hurt me, - that’s enough, -
And wade in liberty?

They cannot take me any more, -
Dungeons may call, and guns implore;
Unmeaning, now, to me

As laughter was an hour ago,
Or laces, or a traveling show,
Or who died yesterday!

- Emily Dickinson

When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be
by John Keats (1795 - 1821)

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour,
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

The Indian Serenade

I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep or night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me-who knows how? -
To thy chamber-window, sweet!

The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream,-
The champak odors fail
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale's complaint,
It dies upon her heart,
As I must die on thine,
O, beloved as thou art!

O, lift me from the grass!
I die, I faint, I fail!
Let thy love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast:
Oh! press it close to thine again,
Where it will break at last!

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

She Comes Not

She comes not when Noon is on the roses--
Too bright is Day.
She comes not to the Soul till it reposes
From work and play.

But when Night is on the hills, and the great Voices
Roll in from Sea,
By starlight and candle-light and dreamlight
She comes to me.

- Herbert Trench

To a Stranger
by Walt Whitman (1819 - 1892)

Passing stranger! you do not know
How longingly I look upon you,
You must be he I was seeking,
Or she I was seeking
(It comes to me as a dream)

I have somewhere surely
Lived a life of joy with you,
All is recall'd as we flit by each other,
Fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured,

You grew up with me,
Were a boy with me or a girl with me,
I ate with you and slept with you, your body has become
not yours only nor left my body mine only,

You give me the pleasure of your eyes,
face, flesh as we pass,
You take of my beard, breast, hands,
in return,

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you
when I sit alone or wake at night, alone
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

The Rose in the Deeps of His Heart

All things uncomely and broken,
all things worn-out and old,
The cry of a child by the roadway,
the creak of a lumbering cart,

The heavy steps of the ploughman,
splashing the wintry mould,
Are wronging your image that blossoms
a rose in the deeps of my heart.

The wrong of unshapely things
is a wrong too great to be told;
I hunger to build them anew
and sit on a green knoll apart,

With the earth and the sky and the water,
remade, like a casket of gold
For my dreams of your image that blossoms
a rose in the deeps of my heart.

- William Butler Yeats

i will.....

When you are sad,
I will get you drunk and help you plot revenge against the evil bastard who made you sad.

When you are blue, ...
I'll try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

When you smile, ...
I'll know you finally got laid.

When you are scared, ...
I will take the piss about it every chance I get.

When you are worried, ...
I will tell you horrible stories about how much
worse it could be and to quit whining.

When you are confused, ...
I will use little words to explain it to your dumb ass.

When you are sick, ...
Stay the hell away from me until you're well again.
I don't want whatever you have.

When you fall, ...
I will point and laugh at you.

This is my oath, ...I pledge till the end.
he he he he......... :-)

First Love
by John Clare

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.

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her
by Christopher Brennan (1870-1932)

If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?

Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.

She Walks In Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

- Lord Byron

Love Is Running Into His Arms
Colliding With His Heart
And Exploding Into His Soul

If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.

Up in the skies,
I look very carefully to see your face.
I wonder if you're there,
I wonder if tonight you're thinking of me.
I just want to tell you that
looking at the stars makes me think of you.

What you do to me
you melt my heart with your eyes,
you warm my soul with your voice,
you break my insecurities with your touch,
you make my head spin with your kiss,
you make my dreams come true with your love...

I get the best feeling in the world
when you say hi or even smile at me because I know,
even if its just for a second,
that I've crossed your mind.

SoMeWhErE bEtWeEn AlL oF oUr LaUgHs,LoNg TaLkS,sTuPiD lItTlE fIgHtS,
AnD aLl Of OuR jOkEs
*.i.*.f.e.l.l.*i.n.*l.o.v.e*

By looking at it I just want to be where you are,
and hold you tight and never let go!!

Ain't no moutain high enough,
Aint no valley low enough,
Aint no river wide enough,
to keep me from getting to you baby!!

Missing someone gets easier everyday
because even though you are one day further
from the last time you saw them,
you are one day closer to the next time you will.

Time may take us apart, that's true,
but I will always be there for you.
You're in my heart, you'll be in my dreams,
no matter the miles between.

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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..

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