My Motto

Be compassionate to the needy, Neither squander wealth nor hoard it. Never lose your sense of shame, if questions are asked of you, answer them frankly but do not ask too many yourself. Be manly and of good cheer. Never kill a foe who is begging for mercy and be ever loyal in love

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Do Not Go Where The Path May Lead, Go Instead Where There Is No Path And LEAVE a TRAIL ....
By R. Waldo Emerson

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

FLOWERS JUST FLOWERS

The time goes on and i am still awake, i reject a unconscious life maybe because of my fear of  darkness. YES i confess it. I am afraid of darkness but there is something that is perfect for healing this; flowers, a bunch of flower.
Liriodendron tulpifera means Tulip(s) they are so beautiful but unfourtunately they dont live long. As human beauty they fade  like the sun setting down. So many people cannot handle this and they desire eternal beauty.
I Love flowers especially yellow, purple and the blue ones. what a beautiful and nice dream being in a very large flower garden. They remind me you my sweety. Like Yagmur says; to touch you, to touch your hands and fingers what i want. Flowers equal women who have hearts, if you dont pay attention they leave you.

4 comments:

  1. Muammer, u r lucky since u r able to touch ur beloved's hands. At the first opportunity buy her a bunch of flowers.

    She deserves...

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  2. yagmur if i hurt you writing this i am so sorry i am terriblely sorry forgive me
    be sure you also deserve this but i believe he is not true man
    pls forgive me

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  3. No no Muammer,u did not hurt me.Really.I am happy for u referenced me.

    And moon face reaaly deserves this.buy her flowers.:)

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  4. ohhh you know moon face. yagmur thxs a lot for this.

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