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That Is Love

October 7, 2007

      Love is a strange and beautiful thing,
It spans time and space, distance is no object to love.
      You will wait forever for the one you love,
     Travel wherever you need to be with them.
   When you are in the arms of the one you love,
    That love can make a moment last a lifetime,
Yet make a lifetime seem no more than a moment.
        When love is distant it grows strong,
             When it returns it flowers.
People crave it, strive for it, fight for it, and die for it,
And when they find it, they know they are complete.
   For in the arms of the one we love is wholeness,
       Belief, completeness, passion, and security.
The one we love is someone for whom we would do anything,
          And never ask for anything in return.
It produces a love of all that person is and will ever be,
       Regardless of what that may mean to me.
           Love knows that when you are away,
That you are still loved, cherished, thought after, and missed
                       By the one you love,
           And they know that you love them back.
                             That is Love.

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my mother

October 3, 2007

Mother

I have missed that you see every day.

Why not

You bore in my womb for nine months

You often have pain

You always patient

You are crying because I Laugh

You grieve so I am happy

I ask God to preserve you
loving son

your lovely daughter

with greeting

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04:18 AM Nov 07 2007
shad84 United States	Piyan me too my dear she's the whole world to me....the best cook as you did say

04:18 AM Nov 07 2007

shad84
United States

Piyan me too my dear she's the whole world to me....the best cook as you did say

05:01 PM Oct 26 2007
piyan Thailand	Mother…......so great in Thai we call…...Ma

03:04 AM Oct 26 2007
batool899 Bahrain	you are all right about mum... we have to thank the God becouse she is the reason why we are here!! when i delivered my baby i relized how much she suffered !! when i try hard to teach my kid how to behave, i noticed how much she was patient... when i think about the future of my kid, i can see why she was worring all the time about me... thanx mum for everything..

03:04 AM Oct 26 2007

batool899
Bahrain

you are all right about mum... we have to thank the God becouse she is the reason why we are here!! when i delivered my baby i relized how much she suffered !! when i try hard to teach my kid how to behave, i noticed how much she was patient... when i think about the future of my kid, i can see why she was worring all the time about me... thanx mum for everything..

08:12 AM Oct 22 2007

paradisflower
Morocco

my mother of samiyusuf

Blessed is your face
Blessed is your name
My beloved
Blessed is your smile
Which makes my soul want to fly
My beloved
All the nights
And all the times
That you cared for me
But I never realised it
And now it’s too late
Forgive me

Now I’m alone filled with so much shame
For all the years I caused you pain
If only I could sleep in your arms again
Mother I’m lost without you

You were the sun that brightened my day
Now who’s going to wipe my tears away
If only I knew what I know today
Mother I’m lost without you

Ummahu, ummahu, ya ummi
wa shawqahu ila luqyaki ya ummi
Ummuka, ummuka, ummuka ummuka
Qawlu rasulika
Fi qalbi, fi hulumi
Anti ma’i ya ummi
Mother... Mother... O my mother
How I long to see O mother
“Your mother, Your mother, Your mother”
Is the saying of your Prophet
In my heart, in my dreams
You are always with me mother

Ruhti wa taraktini
Ya nura ‘aynayya
Ya unsa layli
Ruhti wa taraktini
Man siwaki yahdhununi
Man siwaki yasturuni
Man siwaki yahrusuni
‘Afwaki ummi
Samihini...
You went and left me
O light of my eyes
O comfort of my nights
You went and left me
Who, other than you, will embrace me?
Who, other than you, will cover me?
Who, other than you, will guard over me?
Your pardon mother, forgive me

08:10 AM Oct 22 2007

paradisflower
Morocco

Now I’m alone filled with so much shame
For all the years I caused you pain
If only I could sleep in your arms again
Mother I’m lost without you

You were the sun that brightened my day
Now who’s going to wipe my tears away
If only I knew what I know today
Mother I’m lost without you

06:42 AM Oct 22 2007
shad84 United States	same to me and my mama is ALWAYS RIGHT you know

06:42 AM Oct 22 2007

shad84
United States

same to me and my mama is ALWAYS RIGHT you know

11:04 PM Oct 21 2007
free man China	mother is the best great of the world ! i love my mother , i respect mother all the world !

07:01 PM Oct 21 2007
devindernagpal India	Mother.........so great in hindi we call......Ma

07:01 PM Oct 21 2007

devindernagpal
India

Mother.........so great in hindi we call......Ma

06:59 PM Oct 21 2007
devindernagpal India	I am in search of woman to like a mother.To be in womb must be very cozy & I feel everybody is searching the same......

06:59 PM Oct 21 2007

devindernagpal
India

I am in search of woman to like a mother.To be in womb must be very cozy & I feel everybody is searching the same......

02:22 PM Oct 21 2007
lolososo Egypt	my mother thank you for every thing you 've done to me. you are my world and i can't imagine my life without you. and i pray to god to keep your health. mamy i'll make you proud of me, i promise you

02:22 PM Oct 21 2007

lolososo
Egypt

my mother thank you for every thing you 've done to me. you are my world and i can't imagine my life without you. and i pray to god to keep your health. mamy i'll make you proud of me, i promise you

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ramadan

September 30, 2007

The word Ramadan is derived from the word ramd "to burn". The entire month is spent fasting from dawn to dusk. The name came from the time before the Islamic calendar, when the month of Ramadan fell in the summer. Fasting during this month is often thought to figuratively burn away all sins. Muslims believe that the Qur'an was sent down to the earth during this month. Furthermore, Muhammad told his followers that the gates of Heaven would be open all the month and the gates of Hell would be closed. The first day of the next month is spent in great celebrations and rejoicings and is observed as the ‘Festival of Breaking Fast’ or `Eid ul-Fitr