Look what happens after 4days not visiting. I was reading, things almostgot kinda ugly in here,But,I'm glad everyone in here has there sense, and no one opinions are dumb,really if you look at it from their view. For the two brothers,Good debate both of you, I don't really know if i should get in it, What i actually saw was just simple Question to a answer post, not really battle. For the two sistaz,Fouzia,We should never hold someone against their Opinions, like i said everyone views things diffrent, we either except it or don't except it.Mz,Alpha, lets not take things out of proportions,I'm glad you said, you weren't gonna turn this to a tug-of-war.Fauzi is good person,and so are you,come on we are poets,we see things difrent.

mZ-aLPHA-pOET I DIDN'T HOLD THAT AGAINST HIM. cuz i though he wasn't a somali or muslim. Strange though, could be two things here, He barrowed that verse or he didn't and just might be another christian on SOL.

lol..Rocks chick,I will try not to do that next time.Thanx for the warning.

Wrong thread.... Put this in the politics section, brotha, by now I woulld think you knew where what goes. Hambalyo as well from me, to my bro's sistaz from there.

I think libaax is fair guy. the thang is moderators can't moderate people's thinking process. they edit bad stuff only. nomads, lynx was just fooling around.

Just had to bring back this memorable pictures Of my city known as Minnefabulous. Most people really just live here, and don't know much of anything. But hey if your thinking about ever comming here Make sure you take notes, of this thread. Let me show you one more of my favorite places on fine minneapolis evening.

As i enter "To check this out" and observe whats all about i find my self Lost without a source of light as i absorb the blows from the prize fight... the prize fight that exists im my mind regarding my personal views of endin life... dealt an overdose of strife and blows i strive to heal from them... try to be resiliant but sometimes i feel inclined only to a militant... cuz strivin for a better day...you gotta be resilient... not tryin to be selfish but theirs a need for fulfillment... distant by the intentions formed by mental illness... stay workin to rebuild it... the foundation that crumbled... no more being humble... i gotta search for the missing peices of the puzzle.... somethings missing... the warmth of a signifigant other... we could hold each other down...but we couldnt be further apart... the look in your eyes just inserts a tear in my heart... the seams are exposed hopin i could enclose a meaningful start... for both of our improvent... but thats just a dream,complete illusion... you would accuse me of plannin an intrusion and leavin you with complete strive dry and confused with... hostility,ive already experienced the dark side,dont wish to go back... wishin that someone special could begin hearing me... Ps.Where is Benovelent Beauty? I can ussually spot her in here, And Deadly vission,Don't tell me you quit seeing?

I can foresee that the person below me will say what i wana say.. Go on ahead girl Explain it to him..

Ma.Alpha..poet,(my personal nick for you) To be real and be forward with you, That was beautifull, even more exquisite,as you expressed it. And me i have my words,and my glory being ignorant and completely convinced to deny my side of the story... is o.k cuz i experienced social hysteria,in daily matrimony.... its now mandatory to remove the masks, to those blind to my side... so they align in disguise,and try to decriminalize my mind... realize im an individual that has yet to live my time... but the roads have a darker shed of life leaving some blind... to the strife experienced cuz i keep it silent... theres a better solution other than violence.... but people sayin killin is neccessary and dividing necessety... the one race....no different shade divide and form hate... religion and seperation of state... the speculations hesitates my mind form... which still exists thru the storm... they dont acknowledge my mind form cuz like a sponge i absorb... common sense in harmony but they just refuse to listen and disregarding the... evidence that their over took by negligence and just claim im estimatin a proper preference... i cant deny my prescene....i gotta focus on tommorrow... the road of destiny is dark,and others hearts seem hollow... they confused by what they really follow..and claim its styles i borrow... but im the condensed author convinced by sorrow... that ill never turn my back on an individual never startle... gotta mantain a remarkable work ethic...cuz a common connection with another in affection has never been effective... i didnt earn any of my beliefs from my genetics... never hesitant..cuz i cant even get back a second... gotta focus on opportunity... thru the mental scrutiny obtained by hypocrit communities sayin that im not immune to the culture, that i choose... i remain enthused in my conquest of dark light... if its war they want cant afford to have stage fright... gotta let them know what they refuse to know that i disengage hype... Whats real is real. Keep it basic.....Intinct poet...

This is walk on wall poetry.I'm like lizard to show you how to walk on the wall, but you can fall off,so becarefull. Again,who am I? a quiet man,behind an iron mask... your words cant hurt me,the air cant disperse me,cuz when we clash.. my blood thirsty side comes out of me... ive struggled deeply for years,everyday it becomes more sever,as im lost in dry like tears... they dont show,but their there... what i want from you is just a minute so i could explain my sympathetic side... you seem like its a burden before i even speak and i deeply ponder why... you have to be so shallow,could you understand my heart is hollow? and im so f#ckin depressed that i could be gone tomorrow... you could put the pumpin back in my veins... its dry and like needs an oil change... the engine is my heart its overheating with airs estranged... a deep exchange....of glances you look away...im saddened... by your unability to reason with my uneven path of ashes... everything ive set in the past...has burned down by hardships... but strive on regardless... im a savage inside a poetic mind that wants to break thru the chains... but i need someone else to provide light along the way... but im left astray....my chest decays...my breath freezes in the air... all the hostility the world shares...loves an endangered species... and understandings rare... to us nearly extinct individuals that are misunderstood.... labeled as villians,and wastes of space inside realligned for good... is our hopes and our dreams... we cant breathe without assistance... fatigued with a condition that needs understanding,care and listenin... my heart is glistenin aside from the world which pays no dividends for the one with the silent struggle,remainin puzzled inside the minds demolition.... """"Somali people have been poets storytellers from the beginning. I'm just carrying on this tradition in new forms.""""

Nice one, on the black mans recipe.lol. But what happen to the somali mans recipe'??

People seem to attribute Hip-Hop's success among the masses due to the assumed fact that Hip-Hop is black culture. It's a mistake that I can understand, since most of the faces one sees involved in Hip-Hop seem to be of African-American descent. But then again, when you watch the television, you don't see much Hip-Hop, or even rap. Only BET and MTV will play rap videos, and it's not like they've got real Hip-Hop on these two channels twenty-four-seven. So, when the casual observer walks along the "Rap/Hip-Hop/R&B" section of their local branch of Elecric-Fetus, Sam Goody, or K-Mart, all they seem to see are black faces. Therefore, it's only natural for the casual observer to think that Hip-Hop is black culture. I'm here today to challenge this myth. And that's precisely what it is: a false myth. Sure, most of the exposed rap artists and emcees out there are African-American, but what about us? What about the somali hip hop artists, who express in real poetical ways,like the forefathers of beloved somali,only diffrence being "ENGLISH".If one could count all the hip hop heads, one could easily see that Hip-Hop isn't black culture. Rather, Hip-Hop is a part of black culture and Hop's universal, dammit! It's universal because members of practically every society out there's rockin' to this shyt!! But anyway i just wana hear what ya'll think about the idea that hiphop is Afro-american culture when it really is world wide.In the somali community they make it outragious like is the lost Ones culture.To me hip hop isn't clothes you wear,or music you listen to, or even the way you talk,Hiphop to me is way of life,just incase you didn't somalia was similar,with the poetical ways of the nomads and the proverbs based on reality and many other similarities. I wana hear your points, on hip hop to being so afro-american or internationally shared view. Put two cents in here.plz

Whats my reason,Mostly Responsibilty.I guess the idea of resonsible commitment scares me.But, sometimes it can be easy depending on your patner,and othertimes is real work, believe that, so bad that it might be better off being single.Those of us who never been in such situations, theres only one way to find out.

I think is a great Idea that the Admin posted this rules Now many visitors or guests even nomads will know what makes this site the best of them all. Forums that are just exciting to read,people who are welcoming yet friendly and moderators and admins who actually respond or write in the forums to express themselves and ideaz. Ps.Admin thanx for everything on this,I know is hardwork and it took many hours, But you've Builted and so we came.....

This Man,And his words,one together like sun and summer weather rather being expressive releasing excessive amount stresses to show my issue like any man from mogadishu,and on this forums I blow them like tissue......................... My eyes, the window to the source of so many diverse churning emotions like an ocean, an in and out tide typa motion shudderin at the notion of truth to, success after no sin yeah, I shrug off the "way out" peeps be proposing cuz the only freedom that leaves my soul open, with the ability to keep hoping is the melodious style of wordplay shot out through my pen, my old friend Me and ink, in sync creating a complete link to each and every thought I think even when I'm down and sick, cloudin my mind, the truth is still seen and I fiend for the dream to be a free being music brings the closest feeling to these things- A nirvanic state, boom chic boom chic chic……at any rate, music..my soul mate gave ya'll the SKYHIGH CD self titled THE ARRIVAL based on truth about survival up to date there's always that perfect song or beat that relates the the happiness or hate whatever life places on my plate, music provides the outlet to escape my mind is strong but seems lately I cant hold the weight I pace, write and retrace as I wait handin sh1t over to fate because I've had all the sh1t I can take Like humpty dumpty, I've broken into too many damn pieces my intinctive words—the only way to release this to ease this, rhymin is my adhesive repairin my broken mind, as it silently soothes and teaches I laid in my bed today and stepped outside my body for the first time I REALLY saw ME I didn't feel pain and I didn't feel sorry the peace I felt was ironically alarming Through all the distraught feelings, I feel strength in multitudes pain weather old or new, its made and molded YOU life definitely takes a hold of you, mentally blue coding you pain infinitely is pursuin you, lettin you get comfy then uprootin you guess all you can do is be true to you-

Good one, fell of a little bro, but yo nice flo'.. all through out i give you 3-1/2 mic's.. Let me try this real quik.. M - icrophone I - ntellect C - oncealed S - ickness First ,Gimmie 1 microphone Second, I'll spit a script Third, Don't need a salary Think now actually Just for a minute Mr,sonOfEve that you did it Wrote it down and script it In your brain had it encrypted But your flows are timid You half step To get a check Am I the only one left? Catching wreck For the price of respect? Nah,i'm a intellect for most part i Intercept The only man in this district Whose flows Are like liquid And knows he can hit it Out the park Spark the distance kid............. Now,gimmie the rest of'4mic's so i can recite what i got inside just might ignite a light to create Rappers Delight Shook you in excite depart n' flight visible in sight like leading blind to light have any reasons to fight making you immune to bite for you lack the skill to write If you in doubt,Drink sprite "Image is nothing,Obey your thirst"

Who I'm I? I'm two centuries old. You've heard of me in one of those somali myth stories, even though is exagerated even more, I'm called many names like Coward/dumb. Who i'm I?

Wake up..Wake Uuuup... Than the silence overcame........................ My dreams was so lame I was living it,damn I let my self down I look around see bunch of clown Wonder,why i'm i so trapped? I feel like i'm pulled in too deep If there is nomad that care about me Give me a hand pull me out i lost my touch on reality I'm living fake dreams of today Instead of tommorows Need to get back to the masjid,and make more rows happiness,is where your soul lies time flies,make change on your price make freindhsip in diffrent ties I got nothing more to say now But to go pray now....

And said,"I'm looking at your CLOW FACE".trying to impress the girl that he can actually defend himself,OG than took off his shirt,Showing his chest,skinny that his nipples touch..

The last Motivation i was looking for i founded here In SomaliAonline.Simply,I'll sign 2more yr contract in the GYM. lol,

Who i'm I? Listen close,I might let you in little secret I'm your instincts I kick in when you mostly need me, I serve, as your warning,Mentally,physically,and Emotionally, Who i'm I? I'm your thoughts damn it! I'm that thought that made you read this I'm that thought that made you think,"What if i was Rich" I'm that thought that made you think"What if iwas a man/woman" I'm that thought that made you do what you did last night I'm that thought that made you think"Why you so lonely" I'm that thought that made somalia not happen I'm that thought that made you eat your burger when you were hungary I'm that thought that brings chills in your spine when something un-natural happens I'm that thought. Who I'm I? I'm your Pains Damn it! I'm that pain when scraped your knees on the pavement I'm that pain when you got your tooth pulled I'm that pain in your heart when you got dumbed by suprise I'm that pain between your legs when you did something you weren't supposed to do I'm that pain when you broke a bone I'm that pain that made you say"F#ckin'+sh1t" I'm that pain when you break a nail I'm that pain when you lost someone you love I'm that pain when you get hit on your ballz and you say "Uhnmshit$3^(&%#GOodAMn)" I'm that pain when your moms hit you with a shoe I'm the pain when relative belt you I'm that pain that made you not look at you blood I'm that pain that just hurt,but you don't know where I'm that pain.. Who I'm I? I'm your stinking feelings damn it! I'm that feeling when you can't take the heat I'm that last sweat that drips of your chin I'm that fear thats worse than your phobia I'm that feeling you get when you sitting on a toilet and you can't shyt I'm that feeling that you have for that one person that don't even know you I'm that feeling you get when your on your bed 2am and can't sleep I'm that feeling you get when your honny can'r help but beat I'm that feeling you get when you got you azz whooped I'm those butterflies you get in your stomach when you making speach and choke I'm that feeling you get when one of your parents die I'm that feeling you feel but just can't help but feel I'm that feeling. I'm the after shock that make your heart skip a beat I'm the reason why your brain is confuced as you read this I'm the reason you sweat when you nervous I'm those pulse in your heart when you have second thoughts I'm the feeling you get when you with someone you love I'm the painful thoughts you get after you've sinned I'm the feeling you felt when your down, I'm the reason your cried and smiled at the same time I'm the chilly wind in summer night I'm the windchill on a winter morning I am Just words by Instinct.

Mujahid, Glad you remind us, time goes fast when you having fun.To be honest this is the only site in the net that i go to besides my hotmaail, note i said the only one i guess for me is gonna be 1yr 6months happy to say i've been proud family member of SOL, although i ussually don't write much.1yr and 6months barely 200 posts, daamn. but i try to make it here daily and read others posts, update on whats new in the somali world wide,however, i'll be working on my replies.Soon as some sparetime flies in. SOmaliaOnline, Proud Member*

Juus Gareen,?Wax walba la'arag,oo lamaqal?.. Things don't suprise me anymore, This is a century of "Yaab'la'aan" Nuune,You made that up, or ?

Starlight,I've told you before.lol.But hey,good piece though............ Now let me lay some words down, Is 10am,I'm at work.. Soulmate to a pure hate Excellent instinct i just dictate Affiliate with no mate Fake beliefe of fate Made it through late And still managed to get laid Understand ,what i said Intercept this thoughts and feel safe I don't believe in this sh1t I live in a world like matrix I'm the neo in this trix "THE ONE" close to none Appear strange to some I guess to ya'll I'seem like i'm nothing at all There is more to me than what you can read I live life stressless In Minneapolis Get best of my intrest And why is this? I hate to say it like this But, i believe in no myth's Filtered all filth Somthings are meant not dealt with "Will" is what i believe Listen and maybe you can recieve That "samething" i've achieved Which is,don't beleive in this bullsh!t That persist on Adam&Eve.. feel meh..or yet maybe not.. basically ain't no such thing as soulmate..

DEADLY-VISSION, thanks for the reminder man. Lets keep each other on our toes.This is the Nomadz part of the e-world, lets show other we have roots too, that go deeper than any humans veinz. Well I guezz deadly's reminder goes for all of us in here @ SOL, If you loose your religion you loose everything simple,Islam is way to keep your limits to what you can do and what you can't do.Islam teahces us just whats real.No demands, pray to your creator and fallow the footsteps of your prophet let him guide you.Now'a'dayz we take granted for whats been been given to us, I life, a body that belong to us.We're walking lease,lets make the best out of our leased systems and be glad and thankful to the almighty for breathing a life to our lungs. Also culture which is another necessary that we see is fading faster than that tank top you wear under.Lets keep our culture so we can indentify from one another,CuLture is what makes us Unique from the rest of the world.How would i know your somali,Don't think i'm ignoring,your just an "another" to me. If you don't carry the qualities to being a somali. ONE REMINDER AT A TIME.