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    مُساهمة  sbiai الأحد يناير 16, 2011 12:11 am


    My friend

    When I am hurt
    I tell you my pain
    When I am lost
    You are there to show me the way

    When times seem to get rough
    You some how seem to show up
    We might not get along but we try the best we can
    But no matter what we always seem to get throw the bad times

    I hope we remain friends
    Even when the road starts to end
    Lets stay friends like we were from the start
    And I mean every word from the heart



    Choices

    Why must one have so many choices. . .. . .. . ..?
    I sit, sit, and sit listening to my own voices
    I can't ever make up my mind
    I always feel myself in a bind

    At times I think I know what I want
    Then I realize my life is not written in that font

    I go to someone and ask for advice
    It seems every time it comes with some sort of price

    The people I ask are the people that care
    The rest of them aren't even aware

    Lately there's one choice that's constantly in my head
    It seems so hard, kinda like a hotel room bed

    Some people think they understand
    Where I am coming from its in my own hand

    While all these choices are floating around
    I'll just wait and think, maybe with my head in the ground

    The choices are so great, the choices are so far
    I figure now I'll live one day at a time, and live it up to par.

    Why must one have so many choices. . .. . .. . .. . .. . .. . ..?




    The Poem Of Like

    On the dreadful day of March 30, 2001
    I would finally realize fate
    One saw myself get closer to the sun
    At that point of time there was not one ounce of hate
    All I could think about was love
    Then I close my eyes,
    And visualize the man above
    All the sudden all I could hear were the cries

    Were they Angels?
    Were they prophets?
    As my head was in a mangle
    I watered like a faucet

    The people spoke
    Were they there to assist?
    Then I woke
    And wanted to give myself a kiss

    On the dreadful day of March 30, 2001
    I would finally realize fate....




    This Promise Is True

    you showed me the way
    the way that no one else could
    when you wishper my name
    I new that I should
    I wish you would tell me
    the hurt you are going through
    but even if you dont no matter
    what
    I'll always be here for you!
    that is the promise that im makeing
    to you
    now and forever this promise
    is true !!!




    I have a dream

    "I have a dream", he said
    as sweat came falling from his head
    I listened, anxious, hanging on his every word
    The people were quiet so this black rev. could be heard
    "All men are created equal", I heard him say
    But I doubted it on this day
    For the past week, month, and year
    We were forced to run, to fear
    How could there be equality in the land
    While hate has ruled with iron hand?
    All of a sudden there was a real loud bang
    And to this day no one knows from whom the bullet sang
    Everything was like slow mo
    When I saw the pastor go
    He fell down with a biff
    His body was cold and was stiff
    We tried to help but it was too late
    Cause he was already at the gate
    In the shadows we were livin'
    Until to us our rights were given



    Love

    its no joke i've been roped in chokin on a bone
    from a fish in the school of your twilight zone
    you shook me, took me to another place
    where the air im breathin's like mace in my face
    suggestions questions ppl wanna know
    is this what love is? cause if it is then id better go.




    In Time Of Need

    Sitting here all alone,
    No one around every one gone.
    No where to go, nothing to do.
    I found myself having the blues.
    Letting every little thing get me down,
    But then i heard the sweetest sound.
    Saying "Your not alone, i'm here with you,
    and my love is forever true".

    It is sweet Jesus can't you see,
    He is trying to get through to me.
    He said "things have happen to make you strong,
    but to me my child you will always belong."

    He said if i would have faith and just believe,
    happieness in him i will always recieve.
    So no matter the pain and no matter the strife.
    I give him my heart, and i Give him my life.



    Another Day

    Every dawn becomes a new day. Every dusk
    another night. Every heart beats a new race
    in this endless fight. But another day has
    gone by and I'm still in your arms tonight.
    Every wish goes unanswered. Every dream kept
    with a prayer. Every question remains
    unanswered and it's just not fair. But another
    day has gone by and I'm still lying there.
    Another day, another dream. Every moment
    without you there is like a million years.
    Every whisper that my heart makes seems to
    be screaming your name, and when you're by my
    side I feel so much more alive.
    So love me for another day




    Love

    Love is a word with a lot of meanings
    Meanings that can be good,
    and meanings that can be bad.
    I have love,
    love, for me, is good
    love for him is good
    and even though it isn't always wanted,
    it's always there





    The Same

    no matter what i do, nothing seems to change.
    It always turns out the same.

    why do i do it? don't know..i'm
    always the one they blame.

    they say its really such a shame.

    he treats life as a game.

    what's in a name?

    No matter, it always turns out the same.
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    مُساهمة  sbiai الأحد يناير 16, 2011 12:15 am

    أسف لم أضبدها مع التلوين لكن أتمنى أن تفهمها وتتفهموني

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