ENVY..... I am the lord that they call a hater~ compare to me no other lord is greater~ I'm the one who makes men jealous of of other mens achievements~ And I'm the one who make women jealous of other womens @ss and t!ts~ My influence on the human psyche causes insecure people to have fits~ I reduce the poor into kibble and bits~ Making you look at your neighbors car that has tints~ Making you look at your neighbors wife and give you a strange feeling between youre ribs~ Making you wish you had the same amount of chips as the next man~ My master plot is grand~ Im best with somali folks~ cause their feeble minds can't understand that material wealth means nothing in the bigger scheme~ That's why i inject thoughts of riches in their dreams~ Making them hate the man with the makhaayad~ My power is so strong I'll pimp your soul like a whore then take you on hell's tour.

VANITY....... pride cometh before the fall but still this lord stands tall i am the lord from which all others get their call and my increasing power will never stall as long as one man believes he's better than the other and as long as one man ignores a cry of help from his brother just cause he has more important things to do i am the lord that controls all men that wish to rule i am the lord that wishes to possess all men and women like jewels i am the lord that makes you look like a fool cause you do not have the same wisdom as i do whenever you tumble you can bet your bottom dollar that i will be there to remind you of your ignorance and bind you i am blind to other lords that are less than me and when i grab a hold of your soul i will never set it free.

Nomads stay tuned to this thread cause it will be comprised of a number of poems dealing with the 7 deadly sins(lords) doing battle against each other for sole dominance of the human soul. Hope you enjoy. Peace.

To put sadam on trial is not in the intrest of the americans or their poodles, their might be a lot of talk about it but I dont believe for second that it will ever happen. The americans have achieved their main objectives,they control the oil, they killed his sons and to top it all they've got sadam,humilliated him the worst possible way,after all that it doesnt make sense for the americans to give sadam the chance to score some points. The americans will make sure the guy doesnt live long enough to go on trial. A more likely scenario is the americans coming out with a story of how he was killed by some wacko out for revenge.

and then ... i reach out and hold your hand~ my heart immediately at peace once again~ understanding in me starts to flow~ i used to think ... but you make me know~ casting Light all over the land~ all of that just by holding your hand~ Like Cinderella at midnight, time is slipping away~ Looking for that man, who will come and say Be with me~ throughout eternity~ take me by the hand~ and together we will stand~ yes, that’s what you’re looking for~ that and much more~ need a man to make you feel like a queen~ need a man to usher you into a new scene~ give you the respect you deserve~ the desires of your heart he will serve~ share your feelings, stimulate your mind~ yet ignite your passion, your soulmate you’re destined to find~ where is the man who has only been a dream~ where is this man who is meant to be your king~ follow your heart, for what you seek you shall find~ call on diligence, for now its our time.......

Seeing but not understanding~ Understanding but not seeing~ Events take place ~ Moving rapidly as if in a race~ Blurred images pass in front of me~ Moving faster than the eye can see~ Mental faculties slow to decode~ What is transpiring does anyone know~ Glimpse of mental images~ distant memories~ I reach out but the images flee~ Darkness comes, only to be dispelled by light~ And then....

Constantly I find myself in a world of confusion~ seeking food with substance ~ only to be served another illusion ~ hungry starving but withstanding ~ as the metabolism of my curiousity ~ eats at my mentality ~ inflicting headaches from strenuous contemplating speculating ~ capitulating ~ and annihilating ~ theories ~ philosophies ~ complex reasoning ~ for simple catastrophes ~ realistic operatic mealodies. Pro head up high to my people~ so to my understanding ~ maybe I'm wrongfully standing ~ but correct me later if I'm misunderstanding ~ so many lives lost ~ blame it on terrorism~ blame it democracy~ measuring victory ~ by numbers of casualties ~ to the mothers/ fathers ~ one child less ~ or childless ~ to the sons/daughters ~ without a mother/father ~ the wives ~ who will never feel security in their husbands' embrace ~ or husbands who will never see the warmth in their wife's face ~becouse of democracy~demo(n)cracy~ they are not just casualties ~ they are not faceless numbers ~ they are people ~ like me ~ like you~ but others think differently~ they say it's all in the name of democracy ~ democracy ~ what a hypocrisy~.

prostitutes are dying on corners they are not wanted... the Johns are not buying the disease infested offering of sex...the talk of democracy has a funny ring doesn't it? soldiers are dying...STILL... occupying lands where they are not wanted...trying to sell freedom in a red, white, and blue nickel bag ...there is freedom in consentual sex when both parties agree to be pleasured... but when one party has not agreed to intercourse it's called rape...and the people fight... soldiers take inner courses plotted by DC planted politicians and Commanders in Chief, among people that despise their very existence... "Man, the visual propaganda of soldiers toppling statues and low domestic body counts got them all counting down days to a "terror free" society" car bombs and ambushes so called suicide bombers and "...ring the alarm the war has started OOooh O" pompous western christians devile the islamic religion and stay quiet when crooked politrickcians use ploys to set up wanna be war time heroes who just wanted to go to school when they enlisted...now they walk in the quest for lower domesstic gas prices and the way home... with targets on their heads while oil men sit in white houses with iraqi black gold seeping out their pockets and profits are made on the blood of patriotic poor people... dying dying dying and still dying while standing on the corner trying to protect demo(n)cracy's sexy as(s).

I feel ya bro,i get them days too ,days when you feel like the whole world is on youre shoulders Trying not to fade away Straying too close to the edge Dealing and weaving with these Demons wearing me discouraging me Weakening me Trying not to fade away Rocking too close to the edge Trying to keep my focus Holding on to my hope Fighting the drudgery Of trying to cope Trying to stay On that positive vibe And not get flipped On the other side Feeling like a magnet Being drawn to the ledge Shaking myself back From the edge. Trying, trying and still trying To shine a light out of the darkness To provide support for our young warriors As I put the words out. I know the demons are watching (see) I will not let them weaken me I am an instrument. As I play a tune To our people to keep the struggle. Keep the faith Our days are numbered One day the youth got to take our place They need someone to pave the way Some one to shine a light And help them stay clear of that edge. That some one is you SOLDIER. Peace.

Tight scribe bro, loving the message in this. For sure this is a dream that will turn into reality.

Life will go on and you'l pay the price of life with sacrifice wrong or right, you can't live twice there's no manual on the human experience you just have to live thru all the interference to each his own a house isn't always a home chance after chance unconsciously blown make something of yourself against unsurmountable odds keep your chin up, Pray to God life is hard and then you die don't give up if first you don't succeed give it another try if times get hard don't ask why and start to cry wipe those tears from your eyes as long as you're alive there's always a chance you don't need to be a victim of circumstance a missed opportunity is what ails ya that doesn't make you a total failure don't sleep dig in deep deep in your soul to have full control as you grow old it's you that has to take care you know grin and bear cause your mother ain't here the only person that would do for you tighten screws for you give a pair of her shoes for you it may sound harsh but you're not in this world alone if you have a heart you have a home life isn't a total waste remember keep the faith and Pray for the guidance becouse life goes on........

JUST LIKE SUPER MAN DOWN FROM FLIGHT CATCH YOU MIDFLIGHT UPON U TONIGHT MY TOUCH SET IN SIGHT I BRING A CONFESSION A HEART OF WARMTH THE LOVE FROM ABOVE TO MEND THE BROKEN I SEAL A KISS TO KISS DA TEARZ ARM TO COMFORT AWAY FROM FEARZ INSIDE IS SOME CARE U CAN CALL ME FROM ANYWHERE I HEAR THE BECKON THE RAPTURE TOO SECRET WORDZ OF I LUV U MY MOTION IS THE SWEETNESS OF MY BLISS I AM THE FATHER OF CUPIDNESS I SHOOT NO ARROWS BUT TOUCH DA HEART I FIGHT WARS OF MISGUIDED LOVE & LOST DREAMZ I BRING PEACE TO THE LAND FEEL MY WHISPER SOFT & MEEK I AM THE BREEZE U FEEL THE AIR U BREATHE MY SWOOP IS STRONG UR NEVER ALONE I ROAM MENTALLY CLOSE YA EYEZ DA AMAZEMENT IS TO YA SUPRISE I AM THERE NEAR YA SIDE NOT SEEN BUT FELT I AM THE CHOICE U BEEN DELT MY HEART OF WARMNESS REACH OUT TO U TAKE MY HAND ALL REQUIRED LET ME WALK U DOWN LOVERS LANE SHOW U A JOY THAT'S NEVER CLAIM HEAL THE PAIN AS I CALL YA NAME COME

Strike right back I'l second that motion Blood in the streets Revolution is coming A grugde in the peeps With the strength, and deepness of a nation Bravery is all in my soul we can all be in control So I don't fear death I'm not scared Revolution is the only option here Over an open ocean I peer Beyond the pier Hoping my peoples courage will reappear I can hear the voices There's only a few choices Death or revoltin' And I threw death to the ocean.... __________________

Ciid mubaarak every one . May ALLAH accept all our prayers, and give us good health so we can reach and fast the next ramadan. Ameen.

Through my eyes i've observed Lies and deceit But truth and trust shall never be compromised. I see through one-dimensional subliminal propoganda with 3-D pupils and my third eye. My minds eye tends to make me feel eye-solated I see what I don’t want to suffering, pain, and terror. My angle on life is right 90 degrees doesn’t come close to the heat produced by my passions. Instead of going parallel with everyone else I chose to go perpendicular and intersect at the right angle. By not going along the same lines as everyone else many think i'm square I’d rather be square than running in circles. You see the world is round, but it’s going in more circles than just orbit the “constant paper chase” has the world running like rats in a maze. I’d rather walk a straight line and when I come to forks in the road.... Pull out a roadmap for life(Quran). I don’t want to be mourned for having a wrecked angle and end up in a rectangle box before my time with nothing saved for the life to come. To pass this era of ignorance our vision needs to be better than 20/20 So we can concentrate and elevate our mental to the next plateau of existence.

Standing outside looking in Looking into a world of lies Lying to the weak minds that follow Follow false leaders and teachings Teaching that Positive is negative and Negative is positive and Positivity is wrong Wrong in the eyes of closed minds Minds that control actions and movements Movements guided by souls Souls longing to be accepted Accepted by the masses Masses who say Live while you're young Party hard becouse you work hard Smoke, drink and do what you please Dont care for anyone Others don't care for you Go out and get yours Say learning is boring Cut that class, cuz down here is where it's at and Up there is for sell outs Sell outs who thought they were better than us Well... Well if this is what the 'in' crowd demands then Then the 'in' crowd will just have to ...... cuz I've got god to serve I've got goals to reach and i've got a trail to blaze I've got souls to teach and I've got profits to take and A voice that ain't been heard so If 'in' is how I win then I'd rather have lost.

Rahima thanks for posting this sister,it was very benificial and much apreciated , a very good read . RAMADAN MUBARAK

Whenever she’s present, I always tend to catch her face. We attract one another when we’re in the same place. I’m suddenly bombarded with visions of her as mine. I’ve never seen a girl come close to looking that fine. But it was just infatuation, running away with me. It was just infatuation, running away with me. We’re always in love and we overcome our differences. Although some think we should come to our senses. Being with someone else is not for me. And I can understand her purity. I’ll protect her from all harms, as I hold her in my arms. But it was just infatuation, running away with me. It’s still just infatuation, running away with me. I still wonder why I can’t speak and say just one word to her. I know if I wait too long, she’ll find love with another. She’s an angel to me. She has amazing beauty of the likes I know I’ll never see. But in reality, She never belonged with me. It was just infatuation, running away with me. Although I never met her, I’ll never forget her. But it was just infatuation.

Lucky....thank u fo da love......straight back at ya. That was the yin ^^ This is the yang .. a bit of a twister...enjoy. A vision is a mental projection An imperfection in the realm of reality A cheat, sneak peak into future decisions I seen one, a vision A mirror image of my past, a mirage of my last Future rolling around In the sound of my present I seen one The vision was of particles of light Suspended in the realm of sight Caught up in the fabrication of the night I seen another vision Of a bird without wings Strangely enough were these things But that bird continued to sing I seen a vision This one of a man fighting a reflection of himself He lost and the reflection fought his shadow His shadow won and fought the lights who created him No one won, I seen a vision Endless possibilities floating around in an abyss Of voices that screamed "YES!" I seen a vision Of a white night sky w/ black stars Of a universe that fit in the palm of my hand And a place where lives were measured w/ grains of sand I seen a vision Then I woke up....

We all live waiting for tomorrow Even though tomorrow is not given You’ll never know when you’ll die It’s foolish to think you’ll always be living It’s unfortunate to see someone die To have their family filled with sorrow But one day we must face the facts Everybody won’t see tomorrow I don’t mean to make you scared I just want you to see the light For most of us it’s difficult to live day by day To survive we must put up a fight It’s ludicrous to think That another day can be borrowed Don’t wait or put things off For everybody won’t see tomorrow Be wise in your decisions Try to make the right choice Life is an opportunity Live to take your own course Be a leader not a follower Help someone’s spirits to grow Live your life for today Cause everybody won’t see tomorrow

It's like day to day from hour to hour a love grow inside like a rose flower so soft sweet gentle and mild have a woman in smiles , alone the way nine months just the two the woman & one inside u sharing so much all the time til the day da lights shine given hiccups recieving heartburns at every beat of a heart the baby hear u talk & yearn caressing , rubbing , comforting lil kicks & push of hand & feet letting u know one not sleep feed me feed me as they get closer building a bond u feed them inner wisdom for long nine months they by yo side through good times and the bad surely the best friend to have then come the pain not to hurt but from the past body work wiggling , pushing sweatin too one mo time on two......pop! out a little cry bring tears to a mother's eye tic toc time to name the one who know u well from where growth dewell in a woman mind she feel the worlds greatest thrill when u kick i jump when u twist i turn when u yearn i feed now u out to see feel like i lost a part of u da soul split into of what made a woman whole To say a woman secret keep untold a story of treasured gold without a woman there be no me she was the one gave birth to thee so before one bash a woman's heart remember where u start inside a woman the secret of her heart da beauty of birth moma baby daddy maybe !!

(I) I be life I am that first breath each day you take I am the true love you'll never foresake You see me as flowers in full bloom And that stirring within the womb. Flying as birds in sky Or an eternal spirit that never dies I be Life Though days with me may put you to the test A good nights sleep can release a little stress. I bring you the sighs of relief While keeping it real in the streets I am the sounds of heartbeat drums I am the scent good and bad I am that itch that you scratched into a sore I am all these and more For I am Life I will continue on So live me, love me, whether in victory or defeat Use me to pray to ALLAH swt Even when you think it can be totally destroyed A part of me still lives on . (II) If you be life Then I be your brother death you make them exhale I'll take their final breath You may be the bird that sings or sang I'm the dark side to the light, the yin to the yang Though many will think of me as just the end I tell you this very day, I AM Life's best friend To some I am that well known power that causes fear To others I am the ending of the suffering they can no longer bare To a good muslim i am the begining and not the end The begining of happines everlasting. So after my brother has given you to me, for the that final change I'll stop your body, but my brother allows your spirit to remain I (Death) may only answer the questions my brother (Life) has given So when time comes, I'll release you from your fleshy prison So do not fear me, when your time comes to expire You may think life is just the beginning But I think Life is how Death begins. You see life is just an illusion A mirrage in the oasis of time Use it wisely and you'l be a winner for eternity In janat alfardowsa for eternity So do not fear me just because of my rep For you are blessed to be a muslim.

I realy enjoyed that 'muslim sis', well done. ramadan mubaarak.

Fast from worry, and feast on trusting in God Fast from complaining, and feast on gratitude. Fast from criticism, and feast on seeing the good in all things. Fast from rushing , and slow down. Fast from self-concern, and get busy helping others. Fast from shadows of sorrow, and feast on the sunlight of serenity. Fast from idle gossip, and feast on purposeful silence. Fast from judging others, using discernment instead. Fast from darkness, and feast on the light of ALLAH(swt)Word (QURAN). Fast from words of sarcasm, and feast on words that edify. Fast from discontent, and feast on contentment. Fast from anger, and feast on forthrightness instead. Fast from little white lies , and feast on constant truth and reality. Fast from over-eating, and practice moderation instead. Fast from lethargy, and feast on enthusiasm. Starve your doubts and feed your Faith. Fast from always wanting and buying things, And feast on satisfaction. Fast from self-importance and vindication, and feast on meekness and God's will. Fast from problems that overwhelm, and feast on prayer that undergirds. RAMADAN MUBAARAK TO ALL NOMADS.

Thanks for bringing topic to our attention sis. To a Believer, good fortune and misfortune are merely two sides of the same coin of life. Ramadan mubarak