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Saturday, May 28, 2005
HOME
home its a place which we belonge to its a place which we live in or lived in for so long....
my home is me!my home is like the heart which pump the blood to all over the body,coz if it didnt the death soon follows...we r the blood of the body the home is the heart and the body is the bond of homehold... if the heart didnt pump the blood they body well die...its like if there is no home for us or for the members of a family so there is no bond between us! and if the body is allready dead thats mean there is no heart or blood...a haert which is dead and a blood which is not there or just frozen it is place! thats mean there is no family and no home!.... and if there wasnt any blood over there the heart well had nothing to pump and in the other hand the body is dead too!!! if there is no members which love or just care about each others thats mean there is no home which all of them belonge too! there is nothing could keep the family together even if it was for few mintes like home!
the blood comes and goes to the heart that how we comes and goes to the same place which we love and which we have memories in like home!!!
my soul doctor
me
·my home is me!my home is like the heart which pump the blood to all over the body,coz if it didnt the death soon follows...we r the blood of the body the home is the heart and the body is the bond of homehold... if the heart didnt pump the blood they body well die...its like if there is no home for us or for the members of a family so there is no bond between us! and if the body is allready dead thats mean there is no heart or blood...a haert which is dead and a blood which is not there or just frozen it is place! thats mean there is no family and no home!.... and if there wasnt any blood over there the heart well had nothing to pump and in the other hand the body is dead too!!! if there is no members which love or just care about each others thats mean there is no home which all of them belonge too! there is nothing could keep the family together even if it was for few mintes like home!
the blood comes and goes to the heart that how we comes and goes to the same place which we love and which we have memories in like home!!!
my soul doctor
me
Monday, May 16, 2005
brothes are helpers
this is a pic of my three young brothers!
i cant ever stop thinking of them !
this pic we took it while we were in macca for omra (3omra)
everytime when i look at this pic i just cant help my face from smileing..they are the most sweetest brothers in the
whole world... when they talk to me in the phone i just can do one of two things..
cry or lough!... they just let me lough from there questions and cry from the same reason too!
they just help me to be better and they dont know that they do that!
from their way of talk and telling me how much they have missed me(or my gifts) i just get a little push to do what i should do and think more about myself...
love you brothers as much as u cant ever imagin..
may god bless you all
·i cant ever stop thinking of them !
this pic we took it while we were in macca for omra (3omra)
everytime when i look at this pic i just cant help my face from smileing..they are the most sweetest brothers in the
whole world... when they talk to me in the phone i just can do one of two things..
cry or lough!... they just let me lough from there questions and cry from the same reason too!
they just help me to be better and they dont know that they do that!
from their way of talk and telling me how much they have missed me(or my gifts) i just get a little push to do what i should do and think more about myself...
love you brothers as much as u cant ever imagin..
may god bless you all
Sunday, May 15, 2005
am looking!
am looking for the truth in here
looking around my dreams and fear
am here and u are there
we could thouch the sky because of care
am living in a hope am living to live
and for love and fair...
sometimes i could write some words of you
and i could draw aline cross your heart
which shows you where i am
and where is my road...
am looking for you
am looking for life
and am looking for being alive...
how could i talk to myslef while you can hear
how can i dream about anything without putting you in there
i just want you to be mine while am yours MY soul
just dont try to drope me in a hole
i dont let me here holding myself alone ..
am looking for you
am looking for myslef
and am just dreaming!
·looking around my dreams and fear
am here and u are there
we could thouch the sky because of care
am living in a hope am living to live
and for love and fair...
sometimes i could write some words of you
and i could draw aline cross your heart
which shows you where i am
and where is my road...
am looking for you
am looking for life
and am looking for being alive...
how could i talk to myslef while you can hear
how can i dream about anything without putting you in there
i just want you to be mine while am yours MY soul
just dont try to drope me in a hole
i dont let me here holding myself alone ..
am looking for you
am looking for myslef
and am just dreaming!
Friday, May 06, 2005
dear... FATHER
dear father...
words couldnt be fair at all if i just want to explain how much i do love you and how much i do care about you... you know that i do some mistakes in my life but you always have faith on me as i do have a big faith on you.... i believe that you are always there for me... u know when i just remember your face i feel so peaceful because your face reminds me of good things in life, your face give me a push to do as much as i can do just to make u happy and just to see that proud smile in your face... father... you always says ''that you see your self on me even if am a girl but u see brave in my eyes which want to get always the best and dont want to lose at anything ever'' .. u know when u say this words i really feel so happy and u never can imagin but in the same time i feel like am doing nothing and thats just kills me sometimes because i really want to be like you i really want to be that stronge faithful person but i dont think that am doing it as u did! i try and try but sometimes i get nothing... i believe that god give everyone what he/she deserve from life and i believe too that if god didnt gave you what u think that u deserve in life he well but after you die in the other world...
dear father u dont know how much it does hurt me when i fall from a place that i tried so hard to climbed it and to get in there! its a really horrible feeling.. thats why you dont want me to get that awful feeling...and you want me to climb without looking down .
you are the most important person in my life and u will always be..
sometimes i just hate myslef if i take one minute to think about how couldnt i be like you
i know that am trying and i want you to be proud of me till ever...but its really hard to get at that high as you are... you are the most kindest,sweetest,strongest,generousest and greatest person i have ever seen.. not because you are my father but because that is the truth...and that what everyone who knows you just know and sure about.
am so sorry dad if i did anything wrong and sorry if i wasnt that girl who you wanted me to be but am still fighting and climbing that high mountain of success!
thanks for everthing and am proud of being your daughter hope you are proud of being my father!
all love
your daughter..
·words couldnt be fair at all if i just want to explain how much i do love you and how much i do care about you... you know that i do some mistakes in my life but you always have faith on me as i do have a big faith on you.... i believe that you are always there for me... u know when i just remember your face i feel so peaceful because your face reminds me of good things in life, your face give me a push to do as much as i can do just to make u happy and just to see that proud smile in your face... father... you always says ''that you see your self on me even if am a girl but u see brave in my eyes which want to get always the best and dont want to lose at anything ever'' .. u know when u say this words i really feel so happy and u never can imagin but in the same time i feel like am doing nothing and thats just kills me sometimes because i really want to be like you i really want to be that stronge faithful person but i dont think that am doing it as u did! i try and try but sometimes i get nothing... i believe that god give everyone what he/she deserve from life and i believe too that if god didnt gave you what u think that u deserve in life he well but after you die in the other world...
dear father u dont know how much it does hurt me when i fall from a place that i tried so hard to climbed it and to get in there! its a really horrible feeling.. thats why you dont want me to get that awful feeling...and you want me to climb without looking down .
you are the most important person in my life and u will always be..
sometimes i just hate myslef if i take one minute to think about how couldnt i be like you
i know that am trying and i want you to be proud of me till ever...but its really hard to get at that high as you are... you are the most kindest,sweetest,strongest,generousest and greatest person i have ever seen.. not because you are my father but because that is the truth...and that what everyone who knows you just know and sure about.
am so sorry dad if i did anything wrong and sorry if i wasnt that girl who you wanted me to be but am still fighting and climbing that high mountain of success!
thanks for everthing and am proud of being your daughter hope you are proud of being my father!
all love
your daughter..
Monday, May 02, 2005
FLY
could u fly away and dream while u r flying about your future, your hopes and your thoughts!!
i want to see things from a high place i want to watch what i want to be from a place which is under me i want to watch it while am flying!! just to see it clear just to see all of it from there ...
life is hard and life is not either if we looked at it by that eye!! the eye of lifes joy..
FLY FAR AWAY and come back to ur life after u know what u really want to want and get from ur life!
·i want to see things from a high place i want to watch what i want to be from a place which is under me i want to watch it while am flying!! just to see it clear just to see all of it from there ...
life is hard and life is not either if we looked at it by that eye!! the eye of lifes joy..
FLY FAR AWAY and come back to ur life after u know what u really want to want and get from ur life!