leila and majnun

Tis not for thee their smiles to share: smiles are deceitful fire looks bright,
and sheds a lucid dazzling light,
But though attractive it is known that safety dwells in flight alone.
The moth the taper’s radiance tries but midst the flame in torment dies.

Tumultuous passion danced upon his brow; He sought to woe her but knew not how,
He gazed upon her cheek, and, as he gazed, loves flaming taper more intensely blazed
And as he gazed and gazed again distraction stung his burning brain:
no rest he found by day or night Leila forever in his sight

This hapless youth absorbed in greif, hoped with his friends to find relief,
the few by strong affection bound, and midst his woes still faithful found,
but vain the refuge friendships smile, could not his love-lorn heart beguile,
Again he hastened to that place remote, where all he loved knew not his note

When ringlets of a thousand curls, and ruby lips and teeth of pearls and dark eyes flashing quick and bright like lightening on the brow of night when charms like these their power display and steal the wildered heart away can man dissembling coldly seem unmoved as by an idle dream?

In all their winning power displayed, His heart a captive to that arab maid,
then what a relief canst thou supply?
What to the bleeding lover, doomed to die?
What but fulfilling his deepest desires?
For this is all that love making requires.

MEN R THE NEW BITCHES

seems sexes got a little mixed up!

why is it ladies that men r just like us but with long dangly things between their legs?!?!?!?
u know god put two parts to the human race on the earth or a reason. men are strong muscular built to provide fight hunt and protect. women emotionally adept and fantiastical thinkers and nurturers made to bread serve and bare mini me's in our womb.

some women like to be the boss of their own shit, why? cos men arent to be relyed upon....PROBLEM!

i dont actually feel to be that carear driven woman who sees nothing of her family but bedtime. i dont want to be the woman who thinks she needs to be a man in order to protect fight hunt and provide for myself. i want a man to do that work cos i am not made for it. But what does a girl do when the the male population are all WASTE man....not even waste men but waste bois.

i recently came to the conclusion that i would hold back from any man whom i cannot see fit to serve his woman in the traditional alpha male sense....but i do like em bad. Im a bad girl but i i need a bad man not a bad boy and there just aint none of those. again what does a girl do when there is hot hot weather naked bodies n tanned skin all exposed to her very eyes yet she cant take a dip into any of them. how about the ones shes already gone with...well theyre exes for a reason and although he may seem the best bet ive ever met there has surely got to be more to the male population. surely.

And 2morrow

Today is filled with anger
fueled with hidden hate
scared of being outcast
afraid of common fate
Today is built on tragedies
which no one wants 2 face
nightmares 2 humanities
and morally disgraced
Tonight is filled with rage
violence in the air
children bred with ruthlessness
because no one at home cares
Tonight I lay my head down
but the pressure never stops
knawing at my sanity
content when I am dropped
But 2morrow I c change
a chance 2 build a new
Built on spirit intent of Heart
and idealsbased on truth
and tomorrow I wake with second wind
and strong because of pride
2 know I fought with all my heart 2 keep my
dream alive

which way to go

I think i need to get married and ive told my dad that im ready to get married, so lets see what he has to say.

A virtual war on privacy....i hate technology

I recently activated my facebook for a brief second buuuut even tho i deleted myself on there i still have loads pics on there...OF COURSE!!! argh i hate it tho its like my life is on show too much i really feel uneasy about it and hopefully my dear friend jessi will take em down although she never listens to my requests about my personal shit on the net and as a result ive been placed on her blog for good and that really upsets me that she doesnt listen to me and just take it down at my request. REAL TALK.
neway jessi u shud read this dont take it personally i just really hate to see my face on public display.

Will I or wont I?

So since my last entry I still feel the same. These same old shinanigans have got to end. I may feel all warm and nostaligic now while im high and that little green herb may seem very close to me being who I am that moving away is almost like denying MYSELF?!?! Spliff has become like my little pet jinn, my small gold lantern that i can rub and feel free. The smoke forever reminds me oh u love to smoke leila smoke me more enjoy me more. I even find those aroound me forgetting this is actually positive and pushing me into choices which are wrong harram and make God angry. I have been blessed with so many things the least I can do is give up my greatest sin the little spliff foreever attached to my figertips. I need to take a grip and remember what important is.

So I guess all I can i can really ask is will I or wont I?