Horizon International School Teachers Day!
Mr Mohamed Ghaith...Manager Horizon International School 2011
As you keep the flame of education in peace and harmony a flowing,
The teachers, student and parents keep slowly and surely a growing.
Our KG students so young and at the age of foundation forming.
The road to success key is your concern with sensitive planning.
Motivations the road you laid to success with respect and love.
The tone you set is with the divine message from God Almighty above!
Your psychology educational wisdom sees no limits and no ends
The candle of hope you keep it a flame with your unique ability..
A flawless mentor and a reliable friend our strength our stability.
Dedication was your main goal for a generation with confidence.
Peace unity your seeds of fragrance for academic achievements.
a big thank you for all the kind and unending efforts you lay
In our hearts they will forever as special treasures do stay.
Thank You
Horizon International School Staff
9th March 2011
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Tears..A Heart Speaks
A heart is like a reservoir where emotions are stored
With variable level of experiences when so overload
The good the bad the ugly as it gets the taste
The ups downs in life's journey nothing hesitates
Sequence of series, images; a flash of the past
Connects to reaction, considered strangely to last
Interactional rules when emotions are permitted
Banning the out- let outbursts and such restricted
Hurt eyes, no moisture, no hint, no despair, but fear
Stifling all urges to express, ends with the language of tears
The stress in life controlled, no emotional revelations
A toll on the health resulting in physical complications
A secret weapon, those stimulating words, sinks deeper
Intense pain, sadly pushed to be heard, the healer?
As Twilight falls, pins its curtain with a star, to conceal
The stillness at night that slumber can never steal...
The pain, a pillow to share the language that smears.
When the twin rivers overflow, spilling excessive tears!
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Where The Big Jet Engine Roars...
So the years whizzed by and the mighty clock brought in that morn
And this ache deep down in my heart keeps coming on and on
Bags all packed and braving that special beautiful sparkling smile
Assuring me with a fond pat on my shoulder it is just for awhile
A ride with us to the place where the jet engines never fail to roar
A silence that spoke many an unexplainable pain impossible to ignore
My mind going back in time with memories of her baby's fragrance
The toddler days, the first steps and the many such precious instance
As she blossoms into the most beautiful flower from the heavens above
The glory of my life's journey all adorned with the sweetest love
Walks all dignified into a world with many an expectation and of course honesty
I Wish her well from my heart, and may it be granted with all sincerity
‘See you soon', a kiss, good luck and May God be with her in every step she takes
For happiness and success be hers and a grand lady she must, hopefully make! !
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Happy Bday Across the Sand Dunes...4th Feb 2011
Melina
The ticking of the clock n soon came the beautiful day,
Laughter, cries, tears, cheers, memries to treasure till this day.
Many years and with sweetness, you kissed my tears away.
The smile upon your face, my fears had less chances to stay.
And now I... awake.. it is reality, as into the world outside,
You bravely travel, on your own, confused i step aside.
My job will be, still always undone, though decades fly.....
Perfected a quality, good grace with a dignified style,
Chin up.. you gently tread with your loyal sis and angelic kids
Another year, another bday and many surprise awaits you.
Your sis, couzin, aunt n kids in Wet Lanka have plans too...
From across the seas a special cake comes with all our love
God almighty shower the best of blessing from heavens above
Good luk good health peace of mind happiness... galore
A leader, a mentor, majestically you stand and you i adore.
Happy Bday Sweet Melina....the best daughter ever!
loving you the wonderful prize
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Journal of a Travellers Mind n Heart Jan 2011
A Diary of a Travellers Mind
The world is a stage... where we perform an act.
and then to situations we blindly hastily react.
When our share is done, we have played our part.
Either by breaking or mending a tattered heart.
Our childhood playmates with time all drifted away.
With the shrinkng world, back they came some way.
Childhood memories come with tenderness to play.
Innocent days of joy, that never could slip away.
Shares many a lost smile, extended so generously.
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Language of the Heart
A heart a reservoir emotions sacredly stored.
The variable level of experiences when overboard..
The good the bad the ugly be it a cocktail taste.
The ups downs in life's journey nothing hesitates..
Sequence of series, images; a flash of the past.
Connects to reaction, considered strangely outcast..
Interactional rules when emotions are permitted.
Banning the outlet outbursts and coldly restricted..
Hurt eyes, no moisture, no hint, no despair, just fear.
Stifling all urges to express the language of tears..
The stress in life controlled, no emotional revelations.
A toll on the health resulting in physical complications..
A secret weapon, stimulating words, exploring deeper.
Intense pain, sadly pushed to be heard, the healer..
The stillness at night, before slumber the spirit steals.
When twilight falls, pins its curtain with a star, to conceal..
The pain and a pillow, to share the language that smears.
Relieved the twin rivers overflow, spilling excessive tears!
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The Scary Road...October 2012
Oh God today I realize that my friend, my trusted memory is getting broke
Please it is not a laughing matter you know and it really is not a joke.
I was full of vitality and bubbling around to and fro every passing day
So busy was I, my youth all spent to make others happy this I must say.
The years whizzed by and my soul tells me that I am more stronger
My body speaks a different language saying, soon it may not be longer.
I find that when I am here I want to be there and want to be everywhere
Confused, the conflicts, so torn apart, I reach out to God in a silent prayer.
When shopping I go I see many a smiles and end up chatting much to say
But their names in my memory seems to have gone many miles away..
A specialist I was in many a sweets now what a mess I do really make
An expert I was with many a cakes and today I fail, even with a simple bake.
I put many a things away to make it safe and just for my eyes to see
Then I go searching and my daughter say it is safely hidden from me! !
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Richness through the Storm of life
Richness through the Storm of life
An unknown traveler, conquered, fallen, wrestling a deep pain,
Touched the skied mountains, and distant of white waterfalls unstained.
The morning breaks, with the unspeakable beauty of a glassy stream.
She lifts her pale eyes, to the imprisoned river that quivers a gleam.
The fluttering ever green dancing, to the music of the breeze,
Where the creeping waters ooze through the marshy fallen leaves.
The bickering waters flooding along the fast growing damp banks
With borders where ecstasy plays, leaving unexplainable marks
The rolling heavy logs shattered, trembles and hastily swim along.
Wonders of the waters, its rivers, streams, oceans and its wide seas.
Discloses a view, starry, enriched with expressions; bounties.
Our beautiful Lanka, with its enclosing mountain watery flow,
Fills echoing passions, a vision of heavenly bliss, and more.
Tranquility emerges into the heart with the delicacy of air
As the lonely wanderer rejoices, the foamy waters, with lessening despair!
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Memories and Silver Tears
Soon... Golden Memories and Silver Souvenirs
Alone seated, dwelling in sweet silence with memories and thought,
Of a true and a beautiuf journey which could have been sought.
A fragrance now creeps into a heart, with happiness, free of dent,
A Masterely voice, with dignity and loving, warmth words, kindly lent.
Unmeasured wishes, hopes, dreams, sadly many years too late.
But a strength, to brave wasted days, wasted nights, is such a fate.
Magical, velvety lyrics, will be treasured deep, to meet worldy fears,
A walk into memory lane, those lost precious feelings of yester year.
A special richness of sweet fragrance of faith, trust, love, with dignity.
Awaiting for 'the expiration time' as the clock ticks on insensitively.
Closing the doors on a fractured journey, the result of many a strife.
Diving courageously, journey ends, a quality with love, values of life.....
Hopefully in '30 years' it will be the land with no more parting and pain
Till then 'The brown aging eyes' will be left sadly crying in the rain.
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Because..The Sweet Fragrance of Love
Because of The Fragrance Of Love.
Here and there, life had a sad lonely blend with a gleaming splendor
Diminishing a temporary volcano threat, that did strongly bother
Strong, compassionate, feelings modestly clothed with harmony..
A joyous glow, an avenue, kissed by a gentle breeze with serenity..
Magical thoughts, touching like a dainty feather, the dove of peace,
Calms the rising tension and happiness triumphantly released.
A journey filled with long unanswered questions, do surely awake,
But the fruit of discipline with dignity flowers, help to lesser mistake,
A devotion steady, act reaped results rich, in a soft style.
Liberated, from the confusion, with a blossoming radiant smile.
A fragrant feeling, emotional glory, a power bravely did lend.
Priceless a faith a trust a love, blissful happiness cant comprehend
Feelings gently unfold with delight, sharing sweet sweet, memories
One love, two children, two grand children, a flavor that never did cease!
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Update Date: Sunday, April 18,2010
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