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| Articles about Bittersweet |
| Bittersweet: Rangers Win Silver Boot, But Fall To Astros 7-2 | | 2008-06-27 02:07:19 | | For Chris Davis, it was a reticent, low-key Major League debut that bordered on downright ironic.
The 22-year-old behemoth had, after all, smashed 49 home runs in 175 minor league games over the last two seasons, spanning a total of 681 at-bats. That equates to one home run every 13.89 at-bats.
In the storied and rich 133-year [...]... | | By: Baseball Time in Arlington | | |
| | [Ashlee Simpson estrena 'Outta my head', primer single de 'Bittersweet world'] | | 2008-05-18 14:03:00 | | Con veinticuatro años a cuestas, Ashlee Simpson sí que ha sabido hacerse una carrera notoria no sólo con la música sino con su intervención en algunas películas.Un tanto alejada de los escándalos y la onda calabazona de rubias platinadas como la que caracteriza a su hermana mayor, la también famosa Jessica, Ashlee se ha concentrado en la producción.El 22 de abril lanzó su tercer disco, cuyo título es Bittersweet World, que le sigue a sus anteriores Autobiography y I am Me.El primer co... | | By: MTV Musica | | |
| | Bittersweet of Loving | | 2008-04-07 08:08:36 | | Love. Love is a word of resemblance of something much more universal than the stereotype loving that had been whispered to our ears for so long. Whenever you heard the word love, the picture of a man holding another woman's hands crossed your mind, isn't it? (It may varies person to person :D) Did you still remember your first love, the very very first love you had, maybe in your childhood or your school days? Suddenly you realised, how you were stupid back then, easily fallen in love with anyone, who very much suits your taste. I could never forget that time even tough I'm already grown up now, when I was small, I used to love hanging around with that little girl in my neighbourhood. She sees the world as I see the world. Now, she had gone, somewhere I can't remember or rather I don't know or seem to care.Do you remember when being loved by your friends? It must have been a beautiful friendship when we all had during the school days. Yes, we're all innocent yet idiotic at the same tim... | | By: Windows to The Past | | |
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| | | Bittersweet | Madonna meets Rumi | | 2007-12-27 03:28:20 | | In my hallucinationI saw my Beloved's flower gardenIn my vertigo, in my dizzinessIn my drunken hazeWhirling and dancing like a spinning wheelI saw myself as the Source of ExistenceI was there in the beginningAnd I was the spirit of loveNow I am soberThere is only the hangoverAnd the memory of loveAnd only the sorrowI yearn for happinessI ask for helpI want mercyAnd my Love says:Look at me and hear meBecause I am hereJust for thatI am your moon and your moonlight tooI am your flower garden and your water tooI have come all this way, eager for youWithout shoes or shawlI want you to laughTo kill all your worriesTo love youTo nourish youOh sweet bitternessI will soothe you and heal youI will bring you rosesI, too, have been covered with thorns- original by Rumi, translated by Deepak Chopra.[>] Watch and hear this beautifully done video of recitation by Madonna in A Gift of Love.. another version is here.The poem itself was written in the 13th century by Persian poet Rumi, who is now one of the most widely read poets in the world. Worded by renowned scholar, mystic and author Andrew Harvey: "Rumi is the slave and hero of love, who can help us find in our battered hearts passion and faith ..." In order to make everything a bit more catchy, Madonna added some new age kind of music to it. The song / poem will tell you to stop, sit back, and relax, at least for a couple of minutes. Just enough to let you meditatively reflect on the more important issues in life - love and happiness. (credit)... | | By: Inspirations and Creative Thoughts | | |
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| Bittersweet | | 2007-12-11 13:40:00 | | Cause it's a bittersweet symphony this lifeTrying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you dieI'll take you down the only road I've ever been downYou know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet, yeahNo change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my moldBut I'm a million different people from one day to the nextI can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, noWell, I've never prayed,But tonight I'm on my knees, yeahI need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeahI let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free nowBut the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me nowNo change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,but I'm here in my mold , I am here with my moldAnd I'm a million different people from one day to the nextI can't change my mold, no, no, no, no, no... | | By: Passion Blog | | |
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