looooooool @ Soul_lady you crack me up girl..

>>> >> > It was early in the morning at four, >>> >> > When death knocked upon a bedroom door, >>> >> > >>> >> > Who is there? The sleeping one cried. >>> >> > I'm Malkul Mawt, let me inside. >>> >> > >>> >> > At once, the man began to shiver, >>> >> > As one sweating in deadly fever, >>> >> > >>> >> > He shouted to his sleeping wife, >>> >> > Don't let him take away my life. >>> >> > >>> >> > Please go away, O Angel of Death! >>> >> > Leave me alone; I'm not ready yet. >>> >> > >>> >> > My family on me depends, >>> >> > Give me a chance, O please prepense! >>> >> > >>> >> > The angel knocked again and again, >>> >> > Friend! I'll take your life without a pain, >>> >> > >>> >> > Tis your soul Allah requires, >>> >> > I come not with my own desire. >>> >> > >>> >> > Bewildered, the man began to cry, >>> >> > O Angel I'm so afraid to die, >>> >> > >>> >> > I'll give you gold and be your slave, >>> >> > Don't send me to the unlit grave. >>> >> > >>> >> > Let me in, O Friend! The Angel said, >>> >> > Open the door; get up from your bed, >>> >> > >>> >> > If you do not allow me in, >>> >> > I will walk through it, like a Jinn. >>> >> > >>> >> > The man held a gun in his right hand, >>> >> > Ready to defy the Angel's stand. >>> >> > >>> >> > I'll point my gun, towards your head, >>> >> > You dare come in; I'll shoot you dead. >>> >> > >>> >> > By now the Angel was in the room, >>> >> > Saying, O Friend! Prepare for you doom. >>> >> > >>> >> > Foolish man, Angels never die, >>> >> > Put down your gun and do not sigh. >>> >> > >>> >> > Why are you afraid! Tell me O man, >>> >> > To die according to Allah's plan? >>> >> > >>> >> > Come smile at me, do not be grim, >>> >> > Be Happy to return to Him. >>> >> > >>> >> > O Angel! I bow my head in shame, >>> >> > I had no time to take Allah's Name. >>> >> > >>> >> > From morning till dusk, I made my wealth, >>> >> > Not even caring for my health. >>> >> > >>> >> > Allah's command I never obeyed, >>> >> > Nor five times a day I ever prayed. >>> >> > >>> >> > A Ramadan came and a Ramadan went, >>> >> > But no time had I to repent. >>> >> > >>> >> > The Hajj was already FARD on me, >>> >> > But I would not part with my money. >>> >> > >>> >> > All charities I did ignore, >>> >> > Taking usury more and more. >>> >> > >>> >> > Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine, >>> >> > With flirting women I sat to dine. >>> >> > >>> >> > O Angel! I appeal to you, >>> >> > Spare my life for a year or two. >>> >> > >>> >> > The Laws of Quran I will obey, >>> >> > I'll begin SALAT this very day. >>> >> > >>> >> > My Fast and Hajj, I will complete, >>> >> > And keep away from self-conceit. >>> >> > >>> >> > I will refrain from usury, >>> >> > And give all my wealth to charity, >>> >> > >>> >> > Wine and wenches I will detest, >>> >> > Allah's oneness I will attest. >>> >> > We Angels do what Allah demands, >>> >> > We cannot go against His commands. >>> >> > >>> >> > Death is ordained for everyone, >>> >> > Father, mother, daughter or son. >>> >> > >>> >> > I'm afraid this moment is your last, >>> >> > Now be reminded, of your past, >>> >> > >>> >> > I do understand your fears, >>> >> > But it is now too late for tears. >>> >> > >>> >> > You lived in this world, two score and more, >>> >> > Never did you, your people adore. >>> >> > >>> >> > Your parents, you did not obey, >>> >> > Hungry beggars, you turned away. >>> >> > >>> >> > Your two ill-gotten, female offspring, >>> >> > In nightclubs, for livelihood they sing. >>> >> > >>> >> > Instead of making more Muslims, >>> >> > You made your children non-Muslims. >>> >> > >>> >> > You ignored the Mua'dhin Adhaan, >>> >> > Nor did you read the Holy Quran. >>> >> > >>> >> > Breaking promises all your life, >>> >> > Backbiting friends, and causing strife. >>> >> > >>> >> > From hoarded goods, great profits you made, >>> >> > And your poor workers, you underpaid. >>> >> > >>> >> > Horses and cards were your leisure, >>> >> > Moneymaking was your pleasure. >>> >> > >>> >> > You ate vitamins and grew more fat, >>> >> > With the very sick, you never sat. >>> >> > >>> >> > A pint of blood you never gave, >>> >> > Which could a little baby save? >>> >> > >>> >> > O Human, you have done enough wrong, >>> >> > You bought good properties for a song. >>> >> > >>> >> > When the farmers appealed to you, >>> >> > You did not have mercy, tis true. >>> >> > >>> >> > Paradise for you? I cannot tell, >>> >> > Undoubtedly you will dwell in hell. >>> >> > >>> >> > There is no time for you to repent, >>> >> > I'll take your soul for which I am sent. >>> >> > >>> >> > The ending however, is very sad, >>> >> > Eventually the man became mad >>> >> > >>> >> > With a cry, he jumped out of bed, >>> >> > And suddenly, he fell down dead. >>> >> > >>> >> > O Reader! Take moral from here, >>> >> > You never know, your end may be near >>> >> > >>> >> > Change your living and make amends >>> >> > For heaven, on your deeds depends. >>> >> > >>> >> > If this poem inspires you, >>> >> > It can help someone too. >>> >> > >>> >> > ***********************************************

It can buy a House...............But not a Home It can buy a Bed..................But not Sleep It can buy a Clock................But not Time It can buy you a Book..........But not knowledge It can buy you a Position......But not Respect It can buy you Medicine.......But not Health It can buy you Blood............But not Life It can buy you Sex..............But not Love So you see money isn't everything. And it often causes pain and suffering. I tell you all this because........... I am your friend, and as your friend I want to take away your pain and suffering.............. So send me all your money.......... and I will suffer for you. CASH ONLY PLEASE $20 & $50 but no $100 bills!

loooooool abdinur that was funny "for the fourt time" huh! the husband must have some serious hearing problems

some food for thought....I better start smiling at every creature...to accumulate some deeds...but it will be ackward since i'm always serious...and was never found laughing lol anyway thanks sis

well, like others said before me girls mature alot sooner than boys, that's why she can deal with older guys where as it's difficult for guys to deal with girl older than them or even the same age....which is why they hit on younger girls...but there should be limit you know...I can understand if a guy that 30 yrs old hit on me...but I hate when guys more than 12 yrs older than me tries to hit on me it just makes me so mad :mad: ...shouldn't they know who is out of their league why would a guy who is old enough to be your dad or maybe older than your dad....would try to get with a young girl :confused: that's my 2 cents for whatever it's worth

Lulleey why not if he is hot...shoot me don't care about causing's..as long as he will keep me happy

What happened to the play

Hmm...I think I am all of the above...depending on my mood ofcourse our parents fell under the Logical love if my memory serves me right they never dated ...they sort of selected the right person and proposed mariage!

Oh please.....not another lost brother ...I am not gonna even bother replying to your so called "anti-somaliWomen" movement salaam

Curiousity killed the cat :mad:

because we have so many X.Playa running around the Somali Community, so how do you expects us to get along :rolleyes:

Hmm...now I know why most Somali guys are bonny

I didn't know they were hard to find...thought they were everywhere I looked seriously though it shouldn't be too hard once i'm ready to look for that "future mate" cuz there are alot of brothers that are educated or in the process of educating themeselves

lulla; Are you sure you can handle more than one faarax? I am strickly for one-on-one no need for another farax and he better not even think about another xaliimo