Journals
Monday,May 28 2007, 03:52:48 PMThank You for Being My FrienD
THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FRIEND
Specially dedicated to My best friend Ahmed (vivs123),
Hossam (HoSoMoSo), Wala (Lomyy), CiCi,, AMI (HOPE73), M7mood35 last but not least my little friend Isalm.
SPECIAL THANKS TO AHMED (( VIVS123) YOU ARE A
VERY TRUE FRIEND AHMED AFANDY…….
BLESS YOU ALL
Thank you for believing in me when I found it difficult to believe in myself...for saying what I've needed to hear sometimes,
instead of what I've wanted to hear... for siding with me...
and for giving me another side to consider.
Thank you for opening yourself up to me... for trusting me with your thoughts and disappointments and dreams... for knowing you can depend on me and for asking my help when you've needed it.
Thank you for putting so much thought and care and imagination
into our friendship... for sharing so many nice times and making so many special memories with me.
Thank you for always being honest with me being kind to me...being there for me. Thank you for being a friend to me in so many meaningful ways.
Our friendship has become a part Of my world now; it has its special place, Within my being, life, and in my heart,
THANK YOU ALL
Ahmed Afandy I wanted to say to you:-
It is easy to find a friend when things are going well and everyone can have fun together
It is easy to find a friend when exciting things are happening and everyone can look forward to them together It is easy to find a friend when the environment is attractive and everyone can be happy together But the friend that we find who will be with us when we are having problems and our lives are confused is a hard friend to find
hank you for being one of those rare people who is a real friend for life
RainDroP
Saturday,May 26 2007, 12:11:46 AMIslam
You look at me and call me oppressed, Simply because of the way I'm dressed, You know me not for what's inside, You judge the clothing I wear with pride, My body's not for your eyes to hold, You must speak to my mind, not my feminine mould, I'm an individual, I'm no mans slave, It's Allah's pleasure that I only crave, I have a voice so I will be heard, For in my heart I carry His word, "O ye women, wrap close your cloak, So you won't be bothered by ignorant folk", Man doesn't tell me to dress this way, It's a Law from God that I obey, Oppressed is something I'm truly NOT, For liberation is what I've got, It was given to me many years ago, With the right to prosper, the right to grow, I can climb mountains or cross the seas, Expand my mind in all degrees, For God Himself gave us LIB-ER-TY, When He sent Islam To me
Sunday,May 13 2007, 02:27:14 AMOur LovE
Our love is like a rose
gentle, soft, and sweet
but not a regular rose
but one that's unique.
Not a tulip
or a flower.
Our love will last forever
not a day or an hour.
A rose is beautiful
the same as you
But you can also look at it
from another point of view.
A rose is weak.
Your love is strong.
A rose will die
but our love still lives on.
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Sunday,May 13 2007, 01:20:07 AMHOw Does IT FeeL :(
How does it feel to be different?
How does it feel to hide from the world?
How does it feel to be a persons shadow?
How does it feel to put a mask over your face?
How does it feel to be misplaced?
How does it feel to cry at night?
How does it feel to wake up in a fright?
How does it feel when your days are so long?
How does it feel to have the spirit of a sad song?
How does it feel not to have a helping hand?
How does it feel to be excluded from man?
How does it feel to be denied in your own time?
The opinion of others just control your mind.
How does it feel to just want to disappear?
To let go of every hurt or fear...
How does it feel to just want to run away?
And forget of all the problems of tomorrow and today.
How does it feel to be different?
Sunday,May 13 2007, 01:11:55 AMSilent Cry
No One listens.
No One Cares.
No One is there
with which I can
share the pain
and hurt
that my heart
cries out
for the love
and affection that I am
without
and so alone
I live my life
as I live this life in
Silent Cries
