Rising from that lonely place...

When you left me .
It wasn't pretty.
I felt so alone,
Right to the bone
              But not anymore,
              No more...
Hugging my self on that cold concrete floor.
That lonely, is disappearing,
And my hope is slowly nearing.
But you  don't deserve the credit,
Because you saw me falling apart
And you, let it...
Happen, it felt like a plunging dart,
Right through my heart.
            But now i feel a little hope
            Rising from that sinking slope.
            Thanks for nothing,
            But then thanks again.
Ascending form the dark,
Makes revenge, like a walk in the park...

Admit your wrong...

Don't you feel any remorse
Or even guilt,that's even worse.
Every time you hurt my heart,
A little part of it dies.
Your breaking it apart,
Why don't you realise.
I don't want an apology
I don't want you...
To compose a sad symphony.
I don't want to hear a stupid love song,
I just want you to admit your wrong.
Forget it, i want a new start,
I just want to move on..this has been too long
I'm not your bone , anymore
But you'll always be a DOG
So, i'll show you to the door,
GO on take a jog!

Overcome....

what you did wrong yesterday
it can never be turned right today
words that fly,
 from your mouth.
can't be denied,
when life's heading south.
when you wake up on the left side of the bed,
you got to get a grip, and right your head
the choices you make
can cause you  to ache
so before you make a mistake
think, think , think...
and try to push away those demons
because when life throws lemons....
you got to make LEMONADE!

Ramadan changes...

Ramadan is near,
so make your intentions clear.
be prepared to devote your time to your lord,
let your pile of good deeds be restored.
its a time of self evaluation
see if you can stay away from worldly temptation.
show your lord what your heart wants to say,
by doing all your fasts - 'good' you will portray.
allow this opportunity to wash away your sins.
it can be a new start ,
to were your life as a true believer begins.

listen...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CY2eP_Hceq4

its very catchy!
one of my fave nasheed artists

famous qoute by this dude

Be civil to all; sociable to many; familiar with few; friend to one; enemy to none.

Benjamin Franklin
US author, diplomat, inventor, physicist, politician, & printer (1706 - 1790) 

funny little rhymes ....

leaves everyone with smiles....

her ears are like a donkey,
her nose is like a pig,
her eyes are kinda wonky,
and her bum is kinda big.
lol
 who can it be?

(no offence dudes)

quote by a cool dude

I want freedom for the full expression of my personality.

Mahatma Gandhi

Indian political and spiritual leader (1869 - 1948)

why superb?...

my suberp blog is ment to be superb
but with me slacking,
 i doubt that it can maintain that superb.
i bearly write anything near superb,
 but when i do i hope its appreciated
and for you to take time to read it,
well your truly the deffintion to my superb.

Time...

you will always have time..
there is no such thing as killing time...
only untill you approch death will it end.
and so never say, you never have time...
because only lord will decide
how long will you survive...
use this time wisely.
you never know when the angel of death...
will desend.
to end your TIME

Hope..

hope comes to those who wait
hope is a sign of disappearing hate
hope means a lot of things
hope vanishes those unhappy endings
hope is with you when your alone in the dark night
hope will lead you to the end of the tunnel,
to the light
so when you give up persevering
remember there's all ways hope
don't let it go because of what your fearing.
it will all ways be there, to help you cope.
hope...

holidays

holidays are times for fun and family,
so spend them happily,
slumber or sleep all day
or go on an adventure
have it either way

revive yourself of all the stress
it's time to take a break for recess.
take long walks
or huddle with a book.
sit with your friends for gossiping talks,
relief yourself let the world around you unhook.
because a holiday is when memories are made
take it in your hands and don't let it fade!

Abeda

she is always high in spirit.
her laughter for all to inherit.
because when your down
she always around.
talking in accents
 and cracking jokes
 you'll laugh until you all get strokes.

but she can get defensive
but when Hema called her fat
 she is a person who will forgive.
but she still hit her with a bat.
and that's what we like about her
despite being a bit of a babbler.

for one thing we love of her.
is her giggles spread easily like butter.
she acts quite humble.
clearly hiding the beast inside.
the thing she always has denied,
is that Jay Sean is gay.
but don't tell her this,
she will just scream ..hey!

happy b-day

Embarrassed

my cheeks flush with a bright red,
i want the ground to and swallow me,
i don't know how i'll face ahead.
i want to turn around flee.

for the mistake i did i can not replace
if i could i would reverse time and change it.
for this i surely can not face.

the gazes of them all.
their scrutiny makes me stall.
gazes so sharp dig in to my soul,
i want to hide in any hole.

when will this trauma end
for this is beyond me to comprehend.
this moment seems to last forever.
for this to be my fortune ,
i thought, never!

life's struggles

when life hits you hard.
making you loose your balance.
you gotta pick up your guard.
and don't give anything in your way
... a second glance.

for when you feel like letting go
and that there is no point in putting up a show.
remember you matter
don't let your hope shatter.

go head strong ,
don't act alone,
 remember you belong,
your no waste of space
put up a fight and embrace,
your inner strength
don't stop at any length.

dedicated to Adeena

kushi and arnav share a relationship,
of love and hate,
sharing with you moments of joy
and their weekly debate
for all viewers to enjoy,
so for Adeena's sake watch it today,
its super great - don't delay!

The life of a city

in a city full of places.
you see a lot of faces .
whether old or young,
black or white,
rich or poor
people gather day and night.
they walk the streets
till their feet swell and become sore.

either down dirty dark lanes,
or peaceful pretty parks,
territories are marked.
and cars are parked.

travelling back and forth,
in squashy ,crowded trains,
hearing the peoples cries and complains.

people travel all alone,
 sometimes in sweet couples,
or a in  a large rowdy group.
those which present troubles.

even when the day disappears,
you hear the night strollers cheers
some party hard,
blasting music with no regard.

whereas theirs those others
praying to their lord.
using the night to gain reward.
deeds are committed good and bad.
the city creates emotions happy or sad.

Dalia- characteristics of the 10B prefect

Her character is so melodramatic.
her drama skills are quite impressive.
she is known to be a drama queen.
never one to shy away from any scene.

in her prefect job she is a fanatic.
her frshie humor can sometimes be excessive.
she always a lover not hater.
but she can snap at you like a alligator.

from a mile,
you can see her smile.
she is like a bright star,
on a dark gloomy night.
you can see her from a far,
she is so bright.

her singing is not so great,
but with her drama skills
there is no debate.
she is never one for crazy thrills.
but i wouldn't call her mature,
 because i know for sure,
at times she can act a bit crazy
rude and quite lazy!

Inspiration

creation is made in ones imagination,

 if you hold on to that determination. 

remember no goal is achieved with out complication.

 put your best foot forward, 

no time for contemplation 

and finally you will reach your destination.

lioness - Hediyah

her paws, steady on the ground.
eyes wary,
wondering around.

she creeps slowly,
through long African grass,
waiting quietly,
for a victim to pass

she spots a target,
readies herself,
low to the ground,
she uses her stealth.

muscles ready,
eyes on the prey,
waiting for the creature,
who will die today.

she leaps forward,
claws digging in,
to warm hot flesh,
blood trickling.

as the wilder- beast sighs,
a breath of it's last,
the lioness pants
when the animal is passed.

her eyes wonder,
to signs of her cubs,
and from a distance,
they emerge in a hub.

the family feast,
red with blood,
or the unfortunate wilder-beast,
who was badly cut.

as sunset fills,
the empty plains,
as strokes of orange and red,
cast in vain.

the lioness rests,
cubs beside,
they sleep peacefully,
until morning arrives.

the poem of Hamdi .A

she is the most out going of my friends.
she''ll say whats on her mind till the world ends.

she likes reading romance novels.
when she is angry her head grovels!
she is the color of a twilight night.
but her beauty is quite a lovely sight.

always one to make witty remarks.
when she is exited you can see flying sparks.
she likes to complain about her bum.
i think she is just being dumb.

always singing songs in maths.
i hope she follows her potential paths.
as sometimes she makes me worry.
i don't want her to look back and be sorry.

she  holds a leadership quality.
but she is not one of modesty.
she speaks her mind.
and to all Somalians she is kind.

for she has a sympathetic character.
i think her perfect job could be...
the first Somalian lady barrister lol

a poem inspired by Tasnim Rahman

she is a girl with very strong attitude.
never one of gratitude.
when she kisses her teeth it is quite undoubtedly cool.
she will always win any duel.
she spends alot of money.
her facial expressions are funny.
her hand gestures makes me laugh.
but her music makes me want to barf.
but what can i do about that.
if i tell her, she'll hit me with a bat.
she lives in a world surrounded by technology.
when she should be focusing on her science- biology.
her eyes are her best features.
she likes to read books on mystical creatures.
she is extremely lazy
when she is angry she swears like crazy.
and that is my friend Tasnim.
oh! and meeting Drake would be her dream.

families

families can be weird .

but they are for sure wonderful.

i wanted that to be cleared.

as the love we share is truly beautiful.

Overwhelmed by darkness

i lye awake through the night.
afraid to sleep or close my eyes.
incase i disappears from the light.
the darkness lies among the shadows.

it calls upon me in a whispered tune.
moving steadily in my room.
i know if i let it in.
i will surely face my doom.

But what can i do to escape the horror.
for i am scared and alone.
i hold with in me a source of terror.
i feel its wanting me in every bone.

it scrapes the walls with nails of steel.
it moves around in an ancient dance.
all of this, i can't bare to feel.
i can not ever remove my glance.

wearily i can feel myself being drawn.
it has created this feeling-like i want to let go.
it promises the chance to reborn.
i can see it emerging down below.

it creeps up the leg of the bed.
and curves its way on to the edge.
i can feel a terrible sensation.
but i have to hold my concentration.

its crawling up inch by inch.
it refrains me from moving.
where it touches my bare skin
i let out a yelp and release a flinch.
for what it does i can not put in words
 let alone start describing.

i feel myself fall in to suffocation.
 i am starting to realize,
that their is no release from my situation.
i know there is no need for contemplation.
i am loosing my grasp upon my soul,
i wake in darkness with a aching whole.

Never Land by Hediyah .B.A. Mehraj

i hear the wind
call my name
lift me up
and take me away

i ride it's back
through the stars
through the skies
and on the waves                                                                

towards a place, no one goes,
no one sees,
and no one knows.

across the seas,
by the breeze,
a mystical place,
of adventure and grace.

in the dreams,
of those so young,

crossing the minds,
of the youthful ones.

where the fairies dance,
and mermaids swim.
where pirates dwell
and lost boys sing.

where a ship of magic sails the seas,
and old James hook
as described in the book...

cries:"fetch long tom" "pan is back"
and Mr smee prepares the attack.

where Indians fight,
alongside boys,
and Tinkerbell takes flight,
with her bell of a voice.

darkness and wrath,
grumble within "insolent youth"
hook begins.
"dark and sinister man have at thee"
return pan,
astonishing Mr smee.

swords slash,blood spill,
fairy dust fills the deck
like ink and quill

victory comes, as victory does Ahoy!
cries a mischievousness boy.

and thus perishes James hook,
the cruel and wicked,
pirate crook.

lost boys rejoice,
Indians sing,
Tink takes off,
with a swish of her wing.

A ship or boat,
sprinkled with pixie- dust,
sails the sky,
like a shooting star, thrust.

it voyages back,
to the land of reality,
in a sparkling,
twilight city.

as the clock strikes midnight,
the dusty vessel,
disappears into my head,
and drops me onto my bed.

a light breeze pulls me wake,
the excitement of never-land,
starts to quake.

the wind that carried me,
rattles a window,
my dream clears,
 and never-land disappears.

Lina- Jinx

she acts all shy.
but really she is sly.
she is not much of a talker.
she reminds me of a stalker.
the things she likes is creepy.
sometimes she makes me sleepy.
she draws bloody pictures of ghouls and ghosts.
but with her skills she never boasts.
she is learning the language of Japanese.
always try her best never wants to displease.
she covers her face with her scarf.
and has a evil but annoying laugh.
hema,hafsa and her are in an evil trio.
making theories even beyond Galileo.
for certain i know they will scare to death.
with one little measly breath.

a special companion - hediyah

she is very unique in many ways.
without her i can not face my days.
she has inspired me in my creations.
bringing me joy with exclamations.
we share the same intrests.
and thats what i like best.
we swap our favourite books.
i can tell whats on her mind through her looks.
she holds alot of islamic knowledge.
she likes a thrill and something with an extreme edge.
she is very confident and sometimes annoying.
especially when i hear her hum or sing.
she sometime grosses me out.
and likes to randomly shout.
she performs her wudhu in about half an hour.
and when she angry she turns all sour.
but through this all i love her lots.
and she is alway in my thoughts.
...hediyah

approaching death - science lesson

every soul shall taste death.
remember this until your last breath.
so purify your intention.
before doing any action.
your heart is an empty jar.
fill it with good so it will shine like a star.
you must stop your sins.
.
your life slips away.
when you become astray
so take into consideration about the evil.
and strive away from following the devil.
use Islam as your strength.
to take you through life's evil bends.
always remember death is near.
and so you should fear.
what did you do for the hereafter.
stay away from joining evil laughter
for only you hold the key.
for the choices in your destiny.
and so  i repeat again.
every soul shall taste death.
remember this until your last breath.

The evil of anger

anger is no friend.
so welcoming it wont make bad things end
its simply there to take advantage.
when you loose control and cannot manage

 don't let it misguide you.
use your belief and strength to take you through.
when there is a evil fire kindling inside you.
calm down and allow faith to help you pull through.

because struggles in life are a test. 

and overcoming them is best.
you can prevent evil for yourself.

 for it seeks bad to use for itself.

a lot to do today... too much home work.

a poem dedicated to thasnia ROB

you are some fool.
if u did not know she is cool.
her surname is Rob
but she prefers Bob.
she is in evil duo with tasnim rahman.
they're like two horses in a stable barn.
she surely has some attitude.
skinnier then a rack because she never has any food.
she's not much of a talker
And fancies Frankie cocozza.
on her hand she draws peace,love, music.
no shes not dumb or basic.
she always seems bored.
but her math skills are as sharp as a sword.
i would call her a blob but shes more of a blib.
and lastly this poem is no fib.

i believe

someone once said : if you believe ,you will achieve.

religion is not a set of rules.
it makes us people instead of fools.
it simply gives us a way to achieve the right humanity.
leading us away from insanity.
people may feel that religion is unfair .
for example the covering of ones hair.
but looking deeper in the command.
the benefits are quite grand.
its a form of protection.
safeguarding you from evil conception.
this displays a few of many virtues of my belief.
and so knowing its righteous, it is a relief.
this religion is unique.
and spreads the truth as we speak.
i believe in... Islam.

can you guess?

if your bored.
it'll help you be restored.
taking the role of another.
a new world for you to discover.
Its a world full of magic and mystery.
stay in the present or travel through history.
see life from a different views.
it can even take away the blues.
 it always makes me cheer.
sometimes can bring my eye a tear.

what else can it be?
hopefully now you can see...
the answer is simple ...it is reading
it is a part of my succeeding.

mothers day

her stress consumes her through out the day.
but hiding it is her way.
she does not ever complain.
when life throws her pain.
she is the domestic queen.
making ever thing squeaky clean.
she grasps every chance to enhance her skill.
god knows how she manages the electric bill.
the tiny things that go unseen .
her shoulders are always there for me to lean.
when darkness shadows our lives.
she brings her light and takes the dives.
her thoughts are always optimistic.
the way she carries herself is so simplistic.

but as a mother.
she should not suffer.
and so take a break because ..
we can see
your unconditional love for us.
take a rest from the the stress be free.