Whats in a name?

Most often people have nicknames for their friends, and sweetheart names for their spouses/partners/lovers.

What most people don't realise is that, a nickname, if used frequently will impact a person's behavior and traits to a very significant degree.

Call a woman "Babe" often enough and she will increase her assertiveness, being extremely candid and to-the-point in her communication. (Romance will definitely be out the door in short order!)

Use "Sweetheart" instead of a given name and expect your partner to turn into a quiet homebody with eyes only for you.

As for "Honey", anyone you call honey will have an intense need for security and stability above all else. Oh, and on the road to acquiring that security, a Honey will be anything but sweet, since a critical attitude is definitely along for the ride!

The next time your sweetie calls you "Dear", you should wonder, is it just that he/she is trying to avoid a social blunder but avoiding mixing up names... there is a huge chance!!

The next time you open your mouth to call your spouse "Honey," think twice. And the next time someone calls you "Honey," use your brains!!

HOPE

Hope is just a narrow strip

If you cling on, you may get lucky

It's like a candle flame....

A gust of wind blows and there goes the flame.

Hope too, like the flame

Hardly need provocation.

So hold on to it,

While you can

And pray it lasts.

Meanwhile all you can do is.......

Hope that HOPE will be there with you.

UNKNOWN

There's a lump clogged in my throat,

Or chest.......I don't know.

I try hard to flush it out

But it still remains

A hard lump...never moving

Unconcerned of things.



I feel it deep within

This ache which haunts me

Day and night

I don't know what it is or

What it means

It's alien to my creation.



I don't understand.....

Not anymore

What's going on inside others

People I thought I knew

Are now worse than strangers

Too strange to even identify.



This pain, this ache, this strangeness,

Will I ever.... be free of this darkness

That surounds me

More than often?

The darkness that has become

My only companion...... my soul mate.

EXISTENCE

The sky is gray, the clouds heavy
Black all around
I'm all alone, just thinking
I know not of what....
I hear the ravens cry
And now the jackals howl,
But nothing moves me....not anymore.
The dead can never be raised to life
Nor can the darkness around me life....
I feel all chained
Within the prison of myself
I am a prisoner of my own making
And escape seems a far away reality.
I don't remember a time when I was free of this burden,
It was always with me....
But the realization of my ruin
Came recent....
I'm still there
Just where I have always been
Life continues around me....
The clouds move away
There's silence now
No ravens cry, no jackals howl,
Perfect silence.......
Even nature seems to sense my solitude ---------- I think
Even the sky seems clear
But my mind is still foggy
And I don't even know why......
When will my mind be free?
When will I be released,
Of this unbearable weight?
I don't know and I don't really care....
For I hardly even know
What I'm going through
Or what I'm thinking
Coz am living a life of death...
Existing but not braething....
My cup of life is empty
And so am I....
Just another leaf that was scattered
When strong wind blew.
I'll soon be swept away
To I know not where.
But I'll always be empty....
Whether here or there!!!!