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 Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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Let's talk about love
Let's talk about us
Let's talk about life
Let's talk about trust
Let's talk about love
helloooooooooo any body !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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 Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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Quote: Let's talk about love
Let's talk about us
Let's talk about life
Let's talk about trust
Let's talk about love
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نــــوف
نحن هنا
وهم هناااااك
وصوت الحب يعلو فوق كل همهمه
سلي النفس عن سلواها
وسلي السلوى من ابقاها
وردي عن مجاوبيك
بأن الله ابقاها
علي صدر حبيبي
امانه استردها حين ابغاها
وكفى
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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بالله لسه في ناس بتعرف تتكلم عن الحب وعن الثقه وعننا
وعن امل بكره
افتكرت انها بقت اشلا� كلمات انعدمت معانيها واتلاشت في زحمة حياتنا
المطموسه الملامح
تسلم يااملنا
نوف
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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الى تلميذة )
قُل لي –ولو كذباً – كلما ناعماً
قد كادَ يقتلني بكَ التمثالُ
مازلتِ في فن المحبّة .. طفلةً
بيني وبينكِ أبحرٌ وجبالُ
لم تستطيعي – بعدُ – أن تتفهمي
أن الرجال جميعهم .. أطفالُ
�ني لأرفض أن اكون مهرجاً
قزماً .. على كلماتة يحتالُ
ف�ذا وقفت أمام حسنك صامتاً
فالصمتُ في حرم الجمال .. جمال
كلماتنا في الحب .. تقتل حبنا
�ن الحروف تموت حين تقالُ
قصص الهوى قد أفسدتك فكلها
غيبوبةٌ .. وخرافةٌ .. وخيالُ
الحب ليس روايةً شرقيةً
بختامها يتزوج الأبطالُ
لكنةُ ال�بحارُ دون سفينة
وشعورنا أن الوصول محالُ
هو أن تظل على الأصابع رعشةٌ
وعلى الشفاة المطبقات سؤالُ
هو جدولُ الأحزان في أعماقنا
تنمو كروم حولة وغلالُ
هو هذه الأزمات تسحقنا معاً
فنموت نحنُ .. وتزهر الآمالُ
هو أن نثور لأيّ شي�ٍ تافةٍ
هو يأسُنا .. هو شكنا القتالُ
هو هذه الكف التي تغتالنا
ونقبل الكفَّ التي تغتال ..
لاتجرحي التمثالَ في �حساسة
فلكم بكى في صمته .. تمثال
قد يطلع الحجر الصغير براعماً
وتسيل منه جدالٌ وظلالُ
�ني أُحبكِ .. من خلال كابتي
حسبي وحسبك .. أن تظلّي دائماً
سرّاً يمزقني .. وليس يقالُ..
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: smart_ana2001)
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تعرفي ياانا دايره ليك رد كااااااارب
لانو كلامك صادف هوي في نفسي واكد لي ضروره الكلام عن الحب والامل
والعشق والثقه والتفائل
لكن ..........
لي بكره كان الله حيانا
لك كل الشكر والحب
نوف
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: mohamed elshiekh)
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let`s talk about love(1)
Love defies generalizations. Poets, philosophers, theologians, and countless others have ascribed their own theories and interpretations but often they still fall short of the goal of capturing the true nature of this unfathomable entity. The strength of love lies in its diversity. It possesses the unique ability to evolve, change, and permutate over the course of our lives. Just as we grow outwardly we must also grow inwardly. Our thoughts, realizations, and perceptions are given credence by our individual experiences on the separate paths we follow in our quest for love. And as love is an integral part of our inner selves, so it must grow and mature as well. It possesses the ability to adapt to its internal as well as its external environment. It not only changes as we change but it also ebbs and flows outwardly dependent on the receptivity of those to whom it is directed.
During certain periods of our lives love may seem to fade or even disappear entirely from our emotional palette. But once conceived it never truly ceases to exist. Love is the ultimate survivor. It has a will to live as strong as the will of its human container. If necessary, it may hibernate, withdraw like a turtle into its shell. When it is rebuffed or rejected by the harshness and cold complacency which can be so common in others, it folds in on itself until which time it again feels safe to venture out into a more nurturing environment. But it does not die.
We say we fall in love but it is a misnomer. We do not fall anywhere. We simply open our hearts and allow the love inside to project its energy towards the heart of another. If it is well received and properly tended, it creates a spiritual bond between the two hearts. However, love is an individualized emotion. It is a part of who we are and just as no two people share the exact same emotional make-up, neither can they share totally identical expressions of their love for one another. The beauty of a strong and viable relationship is seen when two souls meet and the colors of their love complement each other.
We are in love when we can find that fragile state of being where our individual love demands no more than the other person can give and when we can provide the necessary energies to allow them to be fulfilled as well. Love cares nothing for equality but it insists on balance. That balance is possible only when both people are satisfied that their own expectations and needs in a relationship are being adequately provided for.
"Love is often nothing but a favorable exchange between two people who get the most of what they can expect."
Erich Fromm (1900-80), U.S. psychologist
"Unhappiness is best defined as the difference between our talents and our expectations."
Edward De Bono (b. 1933), British writer
The first step towards a failed love affair is taken when we begin to feel we are giving more of ourselves than is being rejuvenated by the influx of love from our partner. That however, is not the fault of love but a sign that, in our own perception, we are not being compensated for our efforts. The next, and often fatal, step is when we decide to fall back on that old learned behavior of using the expression of our love as a manipulative tool to gain that which we most strongly desire. Love seeks only love, but egotistical aspects of our self image may interfere with our ability to recognize the quality and quantity of love being given to us.
It is our duty to our mate and our responsibility to ourselves to make clear the window to our souls. Love thrives on communication and tolerance. That which we desire and that which we can accept as a reasonable equivalent must be verbalized or otherwise made unmistakably apparent to our lover. Understanding and compromise are the banquets on which love feasts. And conversely, assumption and an unyielding insistence on prerequisites for our love are the sabers which will inevitably sever the emotional bond that love provides
يتبع----->>
(عدل بواسطة Solara_sabah on 04-06-2004, 08:14 PM)
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: Solara_sabah)
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We are merely passengers on our ship of destiny and love is the compass that guides our journey through life. Whether it is love for another human being, a cherished goal, or a desire to find completeness and meaning to our lives bears little consequence on the necessity for following the course that love charts. Love cannot live comfortably in a vacuum. It must be allowed free reign and be given the opportunity to explore beyond the confining walls of self-protection which we construct as barriers to the ravages of life. It is the flagship of our soul and the purveyor of our most cherished dreams of a purposeful existence. Love we hide or hold back from others out of fear is love wasted. It is of no value to us when held inside but can increase in value a hundredfold when shared with another like minded individual or when directed towards a greater aspiration beyond our own selfish needs.
"Love, the strongest and deepest element in all life, the harbinger of hope, of joy, of ecstasy; love, the defier of all laws, of all conventions; love, the freest, the most powerful molder of human destiny..."
Emma Goldman (1869-1940), U.S. anarchist
It has been often said, when attempting to offer explanation towards an otherwise unlikely pairing, that love is blind. In this context it is insinuated that love is lacking in one of the physical senses and is unable to discern the otherwise obvious imperfections which may be evident to those who proclaim to have a clearer view of reality. While this may bear some truth as to the tendency for love to ignore certain unseemly attributes which may be present in another, it does little to give credit to the truer vision of love itself. Love possesses no physical senses whatsoever. More so, it is an extension of the physical senses we are burdened with as human beings. Our distinct but individual views of reality are based on the input we receive from those physical senses. And those senses are often influenced by factors which lie beyond the reach of the senses themselves. A motion picture fools us into believing that we are seeing a seamless replay of events when in actuality we are seeing nothing more than a rapid series of frozen moments in time captured by the eye of the camera.
When we gaze at a beautiful red rose we see only the narrow spectrum of color which is reflected back at us but the entire spectrum of all the other colors are absorbed by and contained within that same rose. Invisible but still present. Ask a man, blind from birth, to describe a rainbow or a deaf person to sing along to a song on the radio. It is of course impossible for them to do so. However, ask those same people to speak to you of their perceptions of love and you may be amazed at how closely they coincide with your own. We, as human beings, can never fully comprehend the reality perceived by another individual. Therefore we must be careful in our judgments and in the conclusions we draw based on our own perceptions of reality.
Love's reality, like beauty, is held solely in the eyes of the beholder. And love's vision, if we must transpose a physical sense upon a non-physical entity, is crystal clear. It seeks that which coincides appropriately with its own desires. It is not foolproof, nor is it always accurate in striking close to the heart of its target. Nevertheless, it is an essential component of our soul's repertoire and must be given the autonomy it requires to seek out that which holds promise to provide the needed sustenance for its own growth.
"What is the most rigorous law of our being? Growth. No smallest atom of our moral, mental, or physical structure can stand still a year. It grows-it must grow; nothing can prevent it."
Mark Twain (1835-1910), U.S. author
"The self ... might be regarded as a sort of citadel of the mind, fortified without and containing selected treasures within, while love is an undivided share in the rest of the universe. In a healthy mind each contributes to the growth of the other: what we love intensely or for a long time we are likely to bring within the citadel, and to assert as part of ourself. On the other hand, it is only on the basis of a substantial self that a person is capable of progressive sympathy or love."
Charles Horton Cooley (1864-1929), U.S. sociologist
Love never grows up, it only grows outward. It is the Peter Pan of emotional energies. While this may sound contradictory to the earlier statements, it is in fact, completely harmonious. Our own emotional needs and requirements may change and grow but love simply adapts to the new environment. Love learns from our experiences but its essential characteristics remain unchanged. Love retains its childlike innocence and hopeful faith throughout our lives. It is the driving force of our dreams and our soul's unending search for contentment and serenity within the framework of our singular reality.
للحديث بقية------>
(عدل بواسطة Solara_sabah on 04-08-2004, 04:12 AM)
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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النــــــــــــــــــــدى
امطرتنــــي في المقل....
بعثرتني في المزيد من الصـــور...
اسكنتني لونها..بادلتني قلبي المملو� فيها فانتشر...
واعدتني بالندى ...واختلتني وحدها....
فانتشتني في لغات لاتذاع ولا تســــــر...
كيفما شا�ت تغازلني بها عيناي..
شئت او لاشئت يردعني .....البصـــــــــــر...
من وعدها روحا تمازجها دمـــــــــــاي...
اينما شا�ت نزيفا تستقــــــــــــــــر...
فهي ذات الروح تحمل ياسمين الحرف قبلة.....
وهي ذات الروح تحمل احتراق الشوق طفلة.....
واحتمال البعد انفاس وقمر..فلربما سفر يجئ ولا سفر..
ولربما قد تصبح الاحزان....صانعة الوجود المنتظــر..
ولربما في اخر النبضات في ذات الحريق المحتضــــر...
برية العينيـــــــن....تخفى وتستتــــر...
لكنني في صوتها ...في صمتها... في نبضها...
احببتها موتا وعشقا للمطــــــــــر........
فالتهطل الكلمات .. من رهف الشفاة .. للموت عشقا للحياة...
وعدا لدى تلك الفتاة ........موتا اسميـــه المطــــــر...
عشقــــــــــا كما شائت هى..............
او شا�ت الاقـــــــــــــدار..............
الحردلـــــــــــــــو
لكم الود
نـــــــــــــوف
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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مـــــــــــاتت بمحراب عينيك ابتهالاتــــــــــي
واستسلمـــــــت لرياح الياس راياتـــــــــــــي
جفــــــــــــت على بابك الموصود ازمنتي وليلاتـي
وما اثمــــــــــــــــرت شيئا.... ندائاتـــــي
نوف
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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نوف الحبيبة جميلة هي كلماتك عن الحب دافئة ومعبرة
آه ياحب كم انت قاس
تمتلك القلب من دون سابق انذار
تشعره بالسعادة والفرح للحظات
مع انك تاتي لتسرق البهجة وترحل
تجعله يظن بان حياته اصبحت نعيما
لا نهاية لها الا مع الحبيب
وحين يكاد يصل الي القمة
تسرقها منه وترحل وتاسف لاجله
وتعزيه لفراق الحبيب
لم ياحب انت قاس؟؟
الان القلب يتشرف بزيارتك؟
ويفتح لك الابواب علي وسعها
ام لانه صادق فتستغفله؟
آه ياحب ليتك تكون كما نراك
فتكتمل باجمل الالقاب
وتجعل الناس محبين لبعضهم
وتحيا الدنيا في سلام
٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭٭
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: سارة منصور)
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سل الحب يا حبي
هل نضجت من ذي قبل علي ارض
غير ارضنا
وهل رويت من فيض ود
اكثر من نبعنا
وكيف امست ازهاره
تتبسم لطيب المقام بنا
سجيبك بكل كبريا� .. لا
اني نضجت هاهنا
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: HOPEFUL)
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حبيبتى يوما
لمحت الغيوم
فكنت الشعاع
وذاك السنا...
وانى حبيس
على ذاك الطريق
فما� قليل
وزادى ضنى...
فدعينى اسافر
فى تلك العيون
فاذوب هنالك
وتكونى الفنا...
فكل الوجود من غيرك
خراب فال سعادة لى
ولا طعم المنى...
فكنت خيال على قلبى
راودنى فصرت جنات
قطوفها دنى..
فكان قبلك قلبى
شرود من كل حبيب
رحال كثير كترحال
انا...
فاليوم وجدتك
فكن امانا..
ولقلبى مكانا..
ولى روحى موطنا......
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Re: let`s talk about love (Re: WaD OmI)
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When you get caught in the rain with no where to run
When you're distraught and in pain without anyone
When you keep crying out to be saved
But nobody comes and you feel so far away
That you just can't find your way home
You can get there alone
It's okay, what you say is
I can make it through the rain
I can stand up once again on my own
And I know that I'm strong enough to mend
And every time I feel afraid I hold tighter to my faith
And I live one more day and I make it through the rain
And if you keep falling down don't you dare give in
You will arise safe and sound, so keep pressing on steadfastly
And you'll find what you need to prevail
What you say is
And when the rain blows, as shadows grow close don't be afraid
There's nothing you can't face
And should they tell you you'll never pull through
Don't hesitate, stand tall and say
I can make it through the rain
And I live once again
And I live one more day
And I can make it through the rain
(Yes you can)
You will make it through the rain
نوف
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WaD OmI
HOPEFUL
smart_ana2001
منوت
mohamed elshiekh
ASAAD IBRAHIM
abuguta
فيس بوك
تويتر
انستقرام
يوتيوب
بنتيريست