A new look at compliments

I am taking
A new look at compliments;
This follows a lesson
I.just learned;
I never thought
On those lines before;
Compliments are good,
But all are not the same;
Some have strings
Which can be used
To tie you.
Since that lesson,
I am more careful
With compliments;
Whether I am giving
Or receiving.
Truth is,
I love compliments;
Both to give
And to receive.
But from now on,
Prudence will be
My watchword.
Prudence
When I give;
Prudence
When they come hitting
The door of my heart.
This is my new look
At compliments.

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You are a great soul

You amaze me, woman;
You are an amazing person;
You are so brilliant;
I know you don’t like
When I say this about you;
You may even feel hurt;
You don’t want to be appreciated,
Talk less of praised;
But what you do
Is too much for me
To close my eyes on;
Thank God you may
Never read this
To get at me;
But it’s not meant
To hurt you
Lovely one;
I just wish
I could make you happy;
You are such a great soul;
Doing so much with me;
Thank you for your magnanimity of heart.
May you be richly rewarded
By our almighty creator
In ways
That you like
For your noble heart,
And outstanding work!

Something special in you

I see something special
In you that I admire;
That many people
Do not know;
They don’t have eyes to see;
They look but do not see;
Seeing is not given to all;
Of course, a few look
And see;
But many look and do not see;
That is why many do not see
That special thing
That God has given you
That sets you apart;
That makes you such a charm;
A generosity of heart,
That is hard to define;
A kindness rooted in love;
A burning desire to be good;
And to spread good around;
It’s something I see
Deeply buried in you;
Which many others don’t see.
And you may not even be aware;
It’s my joy to let you know,
That that is how I see you.

You’re 8 today

Happy birthday to you, dear;
8 good years have slipped by;
Very unnoticed;
Not a short time at all;
But short
Compared to the number ahead;
The journey has only begun;
May it be long but enjoyable;
Potholes, you can’t avoid;
Neither can you evade
All the steep hills, valleys
Stony paths and slippery ground,
But the Almighty will always
Equip you when you get there,
To sail through delightfully,
With flying colors.
A very happy birthday to you!

Mother sweet mother

Mother, sweet mother;
The first person
Who taught me love.

Mother, sweet mother;
The first person
To ever give me
A tender touch.

Mother, sweet mother,
The first person to wipe
My tears when I cried.

Mother, sweet mother,
Always there for me
When I need you.

Mother, sweet mother;
Never tired of caring for me;
Your patience amazes me.

All The World’s A Stage

All The World’s A Stage

By William Shakespeare

All the world’s a stage,

And all the men and women merely players:

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,

Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.

And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel

And shining morning face, creeping like snail

Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,

Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad

Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,

Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,

Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,

Seeking the bubble reputation

Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,

In fair round belly with good capon lined,

With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,

Full of wise saws and modern instances;

And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts

Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,

With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,

His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide

For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,

Turning again toward childish treble, pipes

And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,

That ends this strange eventful history,

Is second childishness and mere oblivion,

Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

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Sacrifice

Sacrifice is the mother of everything.

Without sacrifice, you can’t get what you want in your life.

Your success always demands great sacrifice from you.

Are you ready for that?

Ask yourself.

Then you’ll know how to sacrifice in your life.

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Struggle

Life is all about struggle.

You never live without struggle.

Life begins with a struggle.

Life ends with a struggle.

Struggle is the part of our life.

A mother struggles to give birth to her child.

Every living creature struggles for survival.

Struggle is the rule of life.

If you struggle to get something today,

Tomorrow or in your near future, you’ll receive your grand rewards.

Don’t scare to struggle.

Enjoy your struggle and hug it like your true pal.

Your grand success and victory is always waiting for you.

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Happiness..Success… #ThoughtsOfSho

SUCCESS is getting what you want… HAPPINESS is wanting what you get… ❤
“The things that makes your heart beat faster and your eyes glow when you do it or talk about it, no matter if it’s hiking, yoga, gardening, painting, meditation, love, photography, going for walks, helping others – do that…. Do it as often as you can. Because that’s what life is about. Creating as many passionate, happy moments as possible. Don’t let anyone stop you from doing the things you love – not even yourself.”

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