u can write here your opinions

Janis Joplin says;

Some say love, it is a river,
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor,
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
and you it's only seed.

'The one who doesn't know anything, doesn't love anything.
The one who doesn't do anything, doesn't understand anything.
The one who doesn't understand anything, is not worth
anything.
But the one who understands, also loves, notices, sees...
The more knowledge is associated with an object,
the bigger the love is...
He, who thinks that all fruits ripe at the same time as
blueberries, knows nothing about grapes.'

~Paracelsus

a lot of things...

well try to understand it and translate it a very good article i liked it.. and also it will be a practise for ya

işte aşk böyle birşey değil mi ?
>>
>> Tam göğsünün ortasında bir yerin acıyacak...Evinin seni içine
>> sığdıramayacak kadar dar olduğunu fark edeceksin...
>> Sokağa fırlayacaksın...Sokaklar da dar gelecek...Tıpkı vücudunun
>> yüreğine dar geldiği gibi...
>> Ne denizin mavisi açacak içini, ne pırıl pırıl gökyüzü...Kendini
>> taşıyamayacak kadar çok büyüyecek, bir yandan da kaybolacak kadar
>> küçüleceksin..
>> Birileri sana bir şeyler anlatacak durmadan..."Önemli olan sağlık."
>> "Yaşamak güzel." "Boş ver, her şey unutulur." Sen hiçbirini
>> duymayacaksın...
>> Gözyaşlarından etrafı göremez hale geleceksin...
>> Ondan ölmesini isteyecek kadar nefret edecek, az sonra kollarında ölmek
>> isteyecek kadar çok seveceksin...
>> Hep ondan bahsetmek isteyeceksin..."Ölüme çare bulundu" ya da "Yarın
>> kıyamet kopacakmş" deseler başını kaldırıp Ne dedin?" diye
>> sormayacaksın...Yalnız kalmak isteyeceksin...Hem de kalabalıkların
>> arasında kaybolmak...
>> İkisi de yetmeyecek... Geçmişi düşÃ¼neceksin...Neredeyse dakika
>> dakika...Ama kötüleri atlayarak...Onunla geçtiğin yerlerden geçmek
>> isteyeceksin... Gittiğin yerlere gitmek... Bu sana daha iyi
>> gelmeyecek...Ama bile bile yapacaksın...
>> Biri sana içindeki acıyı söküp atabileceğini söylese, kaçacaksın...
>> Aslında kurtulmak istediğin halde, o acıyı yaşamak için direneceksin...
>> Hayatının geri kalanını onu düşÃ¼nerek geçirmek isteyeceksin....Aksini
>> iddia edenlerden nefret edeceksin...
>> Herkesi ona benzetip...Kimseyi onun yerine koyamayacaksın...Hiçbir şey
>> oyalamayacak seni...İlaçlara sığınacaksın...
>> Birkaç saat kafanı bulandıran ama asla onu unutturmayan. Sadece bir
>> müddet buzlu camın arkasından seyrettiren...
>> Bütün şarkılar sizin için yazılmş gibi gelecek...Boğazın düğümlenecek,
>> dinleyemeyeceksin...Uyumak zor, uyanmak kolay olacak...
>> Sabahı iple çekeceksin...Bazen de "Hiç güneş doğmasa" diyeceksin...Ne
>> geceler rahatlatacak seni ne gündüzler...
>> Ölmeyi isteyip, ölemeyeceksin...Belki çivi çiviyi söker diye can
>> havliyle önüne çıkana sarılmak isteyeceksin
>> Nafile...DüşÃ¼ncesi bile tahammül edilmez gelecek...Rüyalar göreceksin,
>> gerçek olmasın istediğin...
>> Her sıçrayarak uyandında onun adını söylediğini fark edeceksin...
>> Telefonun çalmasını bekleyeceksin...
>> Aramayacaını bile bile...Her çaldında yüreğin ağzına
>> gelecek...Ağlamaklı
>> konuşacaksın arayanlarla...
>> Yüreğin burkulacak...Canın yanacak...Bir daha sevmemeye yemin
>> edeceksin...
>> Hayata dair hiçbir şey yapmak gelmeyecek içinden...Onun sesini bir kez
>> daha duymak için yanıp tutuşacaksın...
>> Defalarca aradığı günlerin kıymetini bilmediğin için kendinden nefret
>> edeceksin...
>> Yaşadın şehri terketmek isteyeceksin...Onunla hiçbir anının olmadığı
>> bir yerlere gidip yerleşmek...
>> Ama bir umut...Onunla bir gün bir yerde karşılaşma umudu...Bu umut seni
>> gitmekten alıkoyacak...
>> Gelgitler içinde yaşayacaksın...Buna yaşamak denirse...
>> Razı mısın bütün bunlara...?
>> Hazır mısın sonunda ölüp ölüp dirilmeye...?
>> O halde aık olabilirsin ....
>>
>>
>> CAN DÃœNDAR

Wow! Thanks a lot! , trying to understand this will sure make me miss all the things I should do for love heh . Sorry, I couldn't resist this comment hehehe.

i loved this text..
actuallt i read it before

The Greatest Love
by Anna Swir

She is sixty. She lives
the greatest love of her life.

She walks arm-in-arm with her dear one,
her hair streams in the wind.
Her dear one says:
"You have hair like pearls."

Her children say:
"Old fool."

Love is
being happy for the other person
when they are happy
being sad for the person when they are sad
being together in good times
and being together in bad times
Love is source of strength

Love is
being HONEST with yourself at all times
being HONEST with the other person at all times
telling, listening, respecting the truth
and NEVER pretending
Love is the source of reality

Love is
an understanding that is so complete that
you feel as you are a part
of the other person
accepting the other person
just the way they are
and not tryingto change them
to be something else
Love is the source of unity

Love is
the freedom to pursue your own desires
while sharing your experiences
with the other person
the growth of the individual alongside of
and together with the growth
of another individual
Love is the source of success

Love is
the excitement of planning things together
the exitement of going things together
Love is the source of the future

Love is
the fury of the storm
the calm in the rainbow
Love is the source of passion

Love is
giving and taking in a daily situation
being patient with each other's
needs and desires
Love is the source of sharing

Love is
knowing that the other person
will always be with you
regardless of what happenes
missing the other person when they are away
but remaning near in heart at all times
Love is the source of security

Love is
source of life.
******

TRUE LOVE IS "WE"
INSTEAD OF "ME"

True love is being the best of friends -
being able to say and share anything while
still being sensitive to the other's feelings.
True love is built upon complete trust -
complete by knowing that you can never
be DECEITFUL or misleading, because to do
so would forever cloud the relationship
with doubt.
True love knowing that YOU'D RATHER
BE WITH THIS OTHER PERSON THAN WITH ANYONE
ELSE, and you feel a sense of emptiness
when the two of you apart.
It's when you always think of the
future in terms of "WE" instead of "me".
True love is treasuring the touch of
the other person while feeling a sense of
contentment and completeness as you
emotionally ahd physically embrace.
True love is wanting to make the other
person happy and fulfilled in every possible
way while doing everything you can to
prevent their distress.
True love is a commitment to working
out the differences that will always come
about when two people become one.
It is knowing that life will bring pain
and sorrow, but together, you will support
each other and overcome even the most
difficult times.
True love is showing and saying "I love
you" even when you both know - through a
simple smile - that doing so isn't necessary.
True love is complete within itself, and it
lasts into eternity.

I answered this question in other forum
" I LOVE YOU" with this poem.

Lucky who can find this kind of love.
Good luck to all!
Regards Bliss

Beautiful poem bliss

To me, love is putting the other person first, love is sacrifical, love is selfsacrificing.

'Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.' Jesus is the ultimate example of love.

***do you tell at every dawn "good morning" my darling?????
that is not the love, that is a HABIT.
***does your palms get sweat, and your heart is beating fester, and your voice stuck in your neck????
that is not the love , that is LIKING.
***you allways want to hold his arms and be close to him
that is not the love, that is a DESIRE
***you are proud of him and want everybody to see him????
that is not the love, that is a HAPPINESS.
***you want him `couse he is there????
that is not the love,that is LONELINESS.
***you are with her because everyone want you to be with her
that is not the love, that is LOYALTY.
***you stay with him `couse he loves you and you do not want to hurt him????
that is not the love, that is COMPASSION
***you are with him because he kiss you and hold your arms????
that is not the love, that is UNSAFENESS.
***are you with him because one glance and your heart start to bump irregulary????
that is not the love, that is a PASSION.
***do you forgive him his mistakes `couse you care????
that is not the love, that is a FRIENDSHIP.
***do you tell him everyday that he is the only one you are thinking of????
that is not the love, that is a LIE.
***would you give up of your dearest things only because of him????
that is not the love, that is GENEROSITY.

--Does your heart break up and everything inside you , when he is sorrowfull???????????????????
YES, that is the LOVE.
--Do you accept his mistakes because they are part of him????????????????
YES, that is the LOVE.
--Do you cry because he is hurt even if he is trying to hide it `cose he is strong????????????
YES that is the LOVE.
--Does other people attract you but you still stay with her,without any regret????????????????
YES that is the LOVE.
--Does he feel your heart and touch you deep in your soul, as deep as it can hurt so much????????????
YES that is the LOVE.
--Are you with him `couse of that blind and inconpreshible mixture of pain, happiness and pleasure that strongly attach you to him????????????
YES that is the LOVE.
--Would you give him your heart,your life and your death??
YES that is the LOVE.

yeah components of love are combining here.. we will accomply the Voltran so love is not a general thing its special to anybody its somekinda virus that behaves absolutely different in any heart

wow love being described as a 'virus', now that's original! and also kinda ture, its a good way to describe it. From love you can understand a lot of stuff, not only love between two people but like sentimental stuff., you can alos understand the importance of sumting from luv.[well that wat i think neway.]

its totally a virus becoz have different symptoms and different cure methods... well the way may be similar but the ingridents are completely different... it always causes pain.. you cant hide from it.. you have to live it.. but a good pain isnt it?

fırtınaya yakalanmışken buldum seni
kayıp bir kentin çıkmaz sokağında
suskunluğundan damlayan gözyaşlarında boğuluyorum
yorumsuz bir kitapla hecesiz cümleler kuruyor
seni anlamaya çalışıyorum

sonu gittikçe hazinleşen öykü olduk
koşsam sana kaçacaksın biliyorum
sussam; ağlıyacak
gülsem; korkacaksın
dolu dizgin hayalerinin şÃ¶valyesi olsam diyorum bazen
biliyorum
hakkım yok
SUSUYORUM...


...

zeynep
now, translate into english

this poem is very beautiful, but I dont know english I couldnt translation to english sorry...

can you translation it pls?

Sana Anlatabilmek Seni


Bir ressamın tablosunda izlerim seni
Gözyaşlarım boyası kalbim fırçası
Hayal dünyamyn düşler sokağına uzanırım
Uzatsam tutarmısın ellerimi
Sararmısın sıcaklığınla,alırmısın dünyana
çatlamış dudaklarıma yagmur olurmusun.
Mendil olurmusun gözpınarıma
Bir müzikalde dinlerim seni
kemanlar anılarını anlatyr
Piyanolar ruhundaki sevgi pınarını akıtır
Nota olursun gitarın tellerinde dansedersin
Kalbimin her hücresine damla damla akarsın
şarkı olursun dudaklarda,
balerinlerin kanatlarynda süzülü?ün.
Bir şairin kaleminde okurum seni
Onun kalbine mürekkep olusun
şiir olursun sayfalara GunBATIMI gibi gizemli
Birde yagmur olursun dökülürsün gözlerimden
Sana anlatabilmek seni..



ismail Akman

ninuska - very nice text, I liked it a lot..

I think you know Turkish very well because I dont understand much thing as you..

Geçemezsin kalbimin sokaklarından artık
sana geldiğim yollardan döndürdün beni
kendime sarılacağım yeniden seni hiç sevmemiş gibi
kimsesiz bir vedanın busesini söküp dudaklarımdan
gökyüzüne fırlatacağım
varsın söz dinlemesin gözlerim
varsın ağlasın isterse yağmurlarla
seni unutacağım

Vuramayacak artık anıların da beni
gönlümün arka sokaklarında dolaşmak yok
korkmuyorum şarkılardaki veda makamından
korkmuyorum kalbimle buluşmaktan
beni benden başkası vuramaz artık inan
seni unutacağım
en yorgun yerindeyim hayatın
en yoğun acısındayım sevdanın
hüznün karanlığını aydınlatacağım
her sabah biraz daha kendime sarılıp
seni unutacağım

Naşide Göktürk

love is giving much things and taking less..love is sacrifycing...love is blind..love is deaf...love is taking no breath..love is making circles around himself/herself...love is a puzzle...love is U hehehe

i dunno anything about love i think...just discovering..

THIS ONE IS FUNNY BUT YOU CAN LEARN A LOT FROM IT:


What Really Love Means

Guys, my manager forwarded me this message
and I think this is really great.
I used to dislike kids 'cos they can be very naughty
but read on (it changed my mind).
Man, I LOVE KIDS! They're sooo sweet.

The Message:

Slow down for three minutes to read this.
It is so worth it.
Touching words from the mouth of babes.
What does Love mean?
A group of professional people posed this question
to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?"

The answers they got were broader
and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over
and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather
does it for her all the time, even when his hands
got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca- age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different.
You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume
and a boy puts on shaving cologne
and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most
of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy
and she takes a sip before giving it to him,
to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired
of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss."
Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas
if you stop opening presents and listen."
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start
with a friend who you hate."
Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt,
then he wears it everyday."
Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man
who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared.
I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving
and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody.
You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine-age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty
and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even
after you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because
she gives me all her old clothes
and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down
and little stars come out of you." (what an image)
Karen - age 7

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet
and she doesn't think it's gross."
Mark - age 6

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it.
But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8

And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia
once talked about a contest he was asked to judge.
The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor
was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went
into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap,
and just sat there. When his Mother asked
what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,
"Nothing, I just helped him cry"


(Quoted)

love must be loving someone or something for no benefit...it must be love for love

but who can do dis?

Love gives and takes everything for itself

L'amore dà e gli prende tutto per

Here's an interesting quote from a different point of view:

"Love is giving something you don't have to someone who doesn't exist" - Jacques Lacan