MON 2EME POEME "LIFE"




Everyday the same film

Everyday the same life

Everywhere the same people

Everywhere the same problem

I am sad, sad hearted

No one understands

Understands what's inside

I cry day and night

I cry night and day

Why doesn't any body

Help me?

Understand me?

Understand what's inside?

I need help!

I wanted to be good

But nothing is exactly what I wanted


I think that the film of my life is ending ...

fatima zahraa







 MON 2EME POEME "LIFE"

# Posté le mercredi 27 juin 2007 21:27

Modifié le vendredi 29 juin 2007 19:49

LES ENFANTS SANS CAPABLE DE COMPRENDRE SANS PARLER


J 'aime les enfants ,je vous presnte les enfants de ma famille .





      LES ENFANTS SANS CAPABLE DE COMPRENDRE SANS PARLER

# Posté le mercredi 27 juin 2007 21:08

Modifié le vendredi 29 juin 2007 12:59

WE MUST KNOW




When you feel helpless, unable to function, overcome by pain, like you just get yourself together because your loved one is gone, you've got “it”, love sickness!
All your life, people have been telling you love is the answer. Love will bring you security, happiness, joy, and ecstasy. But you are in love, and you are miserable. That s because the love pushers never mention what happens when the person you love goes away.
A huge proportion of the happiness that comes from being in love is in being loved back. You love your parents, and they love you back. You love your dog and it loves you back, but loving another person doesn't guarantee you'll be loved back.
If your parents die, you're unhappy. You grieve. You go to the funeral and you maintain your loving feelings for them, but you know there is no possibility of getting them back. You accept the loss. You know they didn't t go away because they stopped loving you.
But what can you do when a person you love simply doesn't t love you any more?
The problem is, you still long for the love you had, you know where your beloved is, and that they are available but not to you. It s frustrating, degrading, causes anxiety and leaves you in a state of limbo.
Suddenly you find yourself obsessed with being in love. Nothing matters. You discover that the love you lost is the only thing in life that can give you satisfaction, that adds real meaning to your existence. Your job, your friends, your family, your money...nothing can make up for your loss.
Loving is a good thing, but being “in love”with someone who doesn't t love you back isn't.
Being in love, even when you are loved back, is often accompanied by an altered state of consciousness and an altered state of perception. People in love report an extended high feeling, like a drug experience, they sometimes get out of touch with reality, seeing both the world and their lover through a rosy kaleidoscope. It's the fairy-tale aspect of the love experience, not the reality, that the abandoned lover misses.
Frequently, the”being in love”feeling is accomplished by paranoia (people are always trying to take my lover away”), self-aggrandizement (as if being in love makes you and your loved one better than others), jealousy and suspicion.
The person who is in love is deluded, thinking their beloved one more attractive, more intelligent, and even more loving than he or she really is. Part of the post-affair depression is the unrealistic feeling that nobody else in the world is as wonderful as the ex.
Okay, you agree, may be you've got “it”the sick part of being in love. How do you get rid of it? If only someone could wave a magic wand and make you fall out of love. If only you could take a pill and get rid of the driving need of that person.



Do you agree or disagree?i need your opinion.







                                                         WE MUST KNOW

# Posté le mardi 26 juin 2007 16:55

Modifié le vendredi 29 juin 2007 12:56