Wednesday, January 13, 2010

TO YOU


May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come true, May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young. May you grow up to be righteous, May you grow up to be true, May you always know the truth And see the lights surrounding you. May you always be courageous, Stand upright and be strong, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young. May your hands always be busy, May your feet always be swift, May you have a strong foundation When the winds of changes shift. May your heart always be joyful, May your song always be sung, May you stay forever young, Forever young, forever young, May you stay forever young.

Down to Earth





I wish you a day of ordinary miracles...
A fresh pot of coffee you didn't have to make yourself.
An unexpected phone call from an old friend.
Green stoplights on your way to work or shop.
I wish you a day of little things to rejoice in.....
The fastest line at the grocery store.
A good sing along song on the radio.
Your keys right where you look.
I wish you a day of happiness and perfection.
I wish you a day of Peace, Good Health, Happiness and Joy.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.
The Lord is smiling on you, holding you so gently because you are someone very special.
Take the time!!

Monday, January 11, 2010

On his first day...


A old man was sitting with his 25 years old son in the train. The train was about to leave the station. All passengers are settling down in their seat.

As the train started, the young man was filled with lots of joy and curiosity. He was sitting on the window side.

He put out one hand and feeling the passing air, he shouted, "Papa see all the trees are going behind". the old man smiled and admired his sons’ feelings.

Besides the young man was one couple, sitting and listening to all the conversation between father and son.
They were little awkward with the attitude of the 25 year old behaving like a small child.

Suddenly the young man again shouted, "Papa see the pond and animals. Clouds are moving with the train".

The couple was watching the young man embarrassingly. Now it started raining and some of the water drops touched the young man's hand.
He was filled with joy and he closed his eyes. He shouted again," Papa it's raining, the water is touching me, see papa".

The couple couldn't help themselves and asked the old man. "Why don't you visit the Doctor and get treatment for your son."

The old man said, " Yes, We are coming from the hospital today, my son got his eye sight for first time in his life".

Moral: "Don’t draw conclusions until you know all the facts".

Thursday, January 7, 2010

CURIOIS


"NLP South Africa Curious?"


Funnies

If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?
Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time but don’t point to their ass when they ask where the bathroom is?
Why do they call it an asteroid when it’s outside the hemisphere but call it a haemorrhoid when it’s in your ass?
Why does your Ob-Gyn leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?
Why does Goofy stand erect whiled Pluto remains on all fours? They’re both dogs!
If corn oil is made from corn, vegetable oil from vegetables, sunflower oil from sunflowers, olive oil from olives … what is baby oil made from?
Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?

Last Man Standing Lyrics


Bon Jovi & Jon Bon Jovi


Come see a living, breathing spectacle

Only seen right here

It's your last chance in this lifetime

The line forms at the rear

You won't believe your eyes

Your eyes will not believe your ears

Get your money out, get ready

Step right up, yeah you, come here

You ain't seen nothing like him

He's the last one of the breed

You better hold on to your honey Honeys,

don't forget to breathe

Enter at your own risk,mister

It might change the way you think

There's no dancers, there's no diamonds

No this boy he don't lip synch


[Chorus]

Here's the last man standing

Step right up, he's the real thing

The last chance of a lifetime

Come and see, hear, feel, the real thing

See those real live calloused fingers

Wrapped around those guitar strings

Kiss the lips where hurt has lingered

It breaks the heart to hear him sing

The songs were more than music

They were pictures from the soul

So keep your pseudo-punk, hip-hop, pop-rock junk

And your digital downloads


[Chorus]

Take your seats now, folks.

It's show time.

Hey, Patrick hit the lights

There's something in the air

There's magic in the night

Now here's the band, they really play

I'll count the first one inI don't know where it's going

We all know where it's been

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Last Man Standing

The day you make fear and pain you friend,
Is the day you’re the last man standing at the end.
In the midst of a battle where bodies are torn,
When confidence is draining and bodies are worn.
When your hit too hard and can barely speak,
When your knees start to buckle and your feeling weak.

Start to speak to your inner soul,
Become the person that you really know.
Realise the prize on the other side,
If you can stay one step ahead inside your mind.
Each player feels the same, we all can bleed.
But its being the last man standing that will show you’ve achieved.

Contributed By: Mark O’Hara

You're not here


I hear your voiceIn the autumn breezeBut you're not here.I see your face In my mind so clearBut you're not here.In my dreams, through the night,I reach for you.And how can I let goOf a love so true.You're not here.You've touched my soulCaptured my heartAnd now you're gone.You've changed my lifeIn so many waysAnd now you're gone.Words can never describeMy love for you.I Can never let goOf a love so true.You're not here.Good bye my lovePlease remember meNow that you're gone.Sweet memoriesIs all that I haveNow that you're gone.I remember your smileYour tender touch.Tell me how to forgetI miss you so much.You're not here.


by Butterfly.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

AFTER YOU 2009

This year was shorter but life goes on,memories were made and 2009 didn’t seem special because she left me alone.It’s time for 2010, hoping that she will stick around unlike you 2009.2010 is good looking but am trying to look beyond her physical structure but what’s inside her.hope she will take CARE of me unlike you 2009 and doesn't leave me hanging just like you & other years.2010 I Hope all those promises you bring are trueI hope am not too demanding because you know that i will be asking for more...2010 I hope you won’t whisper sweet nothing to my ears because that’s what the other did.Nothing! Like new year’s resolutions they stayed a couple of months and left...They say I worship you 2010 becauseI speak of you and dream of youI mean you one of a kind! why wouldn’t I?My response was " I worship the GOD that made you come true".My eyes wide and opened, waiting to HOLD YOUand I have jotted down things I learned and experienced from 2009,2009 Things that we shared will always flow in my heartBut I think it’s time I freed them to my golden book I have bought.So I have enough space in my heart for 2010hope having her around wont remind me of us,but if it happens, I’ll feel free to talk about the good people saw in us.2009 you where a good year but its time 2010 took over.

I CANT WRITE PEOMS

Anything that comes out my mouth is useless.
this task has proven to be fruitless.
I can’t even charm a school girls,
with these nursery rhymes. this is pointless.

Bantu education just wasted my time.
I mean I have no ears and two left arms,
how can I listen and write @ the same time.
umsobomvu cant even help me with this one,

You trying to mess with my head now.
Zola 7 won’t even read this one,
if I were to write this to him now.
forget it, in class I was half asleep most of the time.

Oh dear! forget it, my brain wasn’t working at that time.
it must be the breakfast less day I had or
maybe the dreamless nights I don’t share
I even have something to blame don’t you?
isn’t that a shame...

Time’s up?
Uh oh! All I have is this dumb list of excuses.
You like it? Really?
No kidding. Thanks a lot.
Would you like me to write another list?

Sakhile is the name.

Sakhile is the name and that’s what I do best, i buildBe houses 4 housing, orBe friendship with friends orBe building people with what I write, Say or drawings I create.I start things from scratch i buildThat’s what I do best, As the elders said: SAKHILE.Yes! They created me, The one and only me, There no one like me andThere's no one who will ever fit this description...In next generations to come.Ask them all. Ask anyone who knows me, Any one who has rubbed shoulders with me? They will tell u, there's no one like me.I may share this name with a whole lot but you shall never fit this description. because there's no other 85TEN25 Kid, Male to specific and can claim to be my duplicate.Sakhile is the name and that’s what I do best, i buildYES! Bakhile abakha uSakhile...85TEN25