But you asked me why I am here
Wasting my time, brought my eyes to a tear
Though today I am feeling very lazy and sad
Wishing I could just go outside, ahhhh!!!
it makes me so mad!
You seem like a really nice sort of girl or guy
And I seem like this sister who is trying to pry
I just want to get to know all my friends from here
From the time I have left, far and near.
Sometimes these words just come up in my head
Not sure how to handle them, it will be over though when I'm dead.
I called a friend of mine and she said to me,
Don't be sad my sister, soon you will be free.
She said, today I found out my relative died
And for her relative's children's sake, they lied.
The children did not understand the meaning of death and just basically said,
He's gone, underground, deep buried, he's dead.
I felt so sad for them as I did not know what to say
She said just say a prayer and please visit me and stay
I told her if I was feeling ok one day I will
Ask my family to drive me up or fly as I lie still.
I think I am running out of words to describe my day
So please forgive me guys and I'm here to stay
For another day or so to even a week
To a month, after month I hope I will not be called a computer geek.
Thank you my friends for reading my words as I put them into a rhyme.
Uh uh I'm out of time.
As I came into this place with a tear in my eye
I knew by reading the new rules that it was time for me to say goodbye.
This place is not for a sister like me to post
Because you guys might think that I like to boast.
I will try to find something else to do
To keep myself busy and not feel so blue.
I think I will try to join another board or two
Not sure which one, have to choose, I can't decide can you?
I read the new rules and said Okay
I will spend my time in worship and pray
Making dhikr to Allah and remember Him well
Do not forget Him or I shall go to Hell.
I think of the past of what I have done
I think of how if Allah asks of all the good I have I'll say none.
I hope to turn over a new leaf
To worship Allah ya-latif
A brand new start from beginning to end
Hearts are broken, hard to make amends.
I do not know what else to say,
As tears form in my eyes I pray
O Allah forgive me please
Help me and others and do not tease
Do not laugh at each other's faults
Do not store up your wealth in a huge vault.
This will be my last post of the day
Last post forever I cannot stay
Thank you everyone for making my stay feel warm
Now I must go you may email me and alarm.
You may reach me at some place you know
Please forgive me if you think im slow
Not sure what else to do,
I doubt that will happen, I feel like to sue.
The doctors do not do much except expect money
When I tell them they'll be rewarded in Heaven, they say please do not try to act funny.
Just give us the dough and we'll be on our way
Once we get what's ours, you'll get yours and we'll pray.
So I said ok, I just hope you do not go astray.
They said you'll be okay and we'll be fine
You'll be remembered in your name as a shrine.
Doctors don't know much for my condition,
They keep saying its a virus bels palsy as if it was a repetition.
I know I am running out of words to express
Now I shall go as I finish this address
Thank you all for being so kind
Thank you all for not being blind
Goodbye for now but not forever
Someday, we'll see each other again, sisters we'll be together!
Thursday, October 30, 2003
this poems goes out to all my sisters and brothers in islam,
to all the ppl...the orphans, children, everyone, young and old..muslims and non muslims.
i pray that you continue to be guided by Allah on the right way,
and that shaitan's evil path does not lead you astray.
I ask that Allah protect you and forgive you,
I ask that Allah contineu to give you patience and knowledge,
increasing your deen, and soul and heart,
and never allow islam or muslims to be divded apart.
insha'allah we as muslims and as ppl can work together,
to make islam a peaceful religion forever,
instead of resorting to violence and war
so we can spread peace and happiness, and there will be no more.
of this world..only jannah and hell
and i surely want the paradise not the hellfire cell.
insha'allah we'll get there if we do what we're told to do,
and more importantly we help each other, and we help you.
jazaks...for letting me have my say,
reading my long poem as i write this today
word for word is all mine and true,
forgive me for mistakes, and if i offend you.
i apologize in advance and do not be mad
forgive me for im a muslim, be happy and glad.
help me and help each other and continue to pray
that everyone makes it to jannah as muslims, in jannah we are to stay..
INSHA'ALLAH!
thanks i thought i would be the only one in here doing the rhyme.
Though my hubby will be visiting, so I won't have the time.
I'll be back in a couple of days or three,
You can post whatever you like, without me
i hate this discrimination
that ppl gives to elimination
they think that it is right,
to say whatever they want, do as they like and fight.
its ok for them to run as they please,
it's ok for them to even sneeze.
they can tell you what to do and where to go
and it doesnt matter if you explain to them, they are slow.
they think they know best,better than you,
and if you try to explain it, they say im through
it is so sad i cannot even cry
to say what happened to me so i sigh
they discriminate,
because they hate
muslims and islam, they see the word,
and go turn around, leave and havent you heard?
it does not matter if you're black or white,
arab or from pakistan,
it only matters that you're a muslim, and to them,
it's like we're nothing but a scam.
I don't know how else to explain
whatever that they do,
it is truly sad that they do this to us,
and think that they can, get away with it
We say you cant treat us this way and they say yes we can, bit by bit.
They say we can do whatever we like, we have the last say,
Get out of our face, get out of this country today.
They think that you have no right to be near,
and even if you were born here
it does not matter cuz what they say is the final say,
and if you do not like it that's tough cuz its our way or no way
so much discrimination
so much elimination
they say muslims and islam get out
without learning the truth of what its all about
instead they dont understand,
nor are they willing to give a hand
just those mean looks that they give
and thinking only they have the right to live
and others have the right to die,
it's cuz of them there's trouble in the world,
it's cuz of them i sigh
it's cuz of them that ppl wish to die
it's cuz of them that ppl wish that they find islam
it's cuz of them, the world is going in the trouble its in
it'z cuz of them.... and we need to say
that we will not take anymore crap from them, not now..not today...
we're here to stay
and nothing can you say to us to tell us where to go or what to do,
we have the right to live like you do, and im sure
you would appreciate it too.
But for real, get rid of that attitude!
to all the ppl...the orphans, children, everyone, young and old..muslims and non muslims.
i pray that you continue to be guided by Allah on the right way,
and that shaitan's evil path does not lead you astray.
I ask that Allah protect you and forgive you,
I ask that Allah contineu to give you patience and knowledge,
increasing your deen, and soul and heart,
and never allow islam or muslims to be divded apart.
insha'allah we as muslims and as ppl can work together,
to make islam a peaceful religion forever,
instead of resorting to violence and war
so we can spread peace and happiness, and there will be no more.
of this world..only jannah and hell
and i surely want the paradise not the hellfire cell.
insha'allah we'll get there if we do what we're told to do,
and more importantly we help each other, and we help you.
jazaks...for letting me have my say,
reading my long poem as i write this today
word for word is all mine and true,
forgive me for mistakes, and if i offend you.
i apologize in advance and do not be mad
forgive me for im a muslim, be happy and glad.
help me and help each other and continue to pray
that everyone makes it to jannah as muslims, in jannah we are to stay..
INSHA'ALLAH!
thanks i thought i would be the only one in here doing the rhyme.
Though my hubby will be visiting, so I won't have the time.
I'll be back in a couple of days or three,
You can post whatever you like, without me
i hate this discrimination
that ppl gives to elimination
they think that it is right,
to say whatever they want, do as they like and fight.
its ok for them to run as they please,
it's ok for them to even sneeze.
they can tell you what to do and where to go
and it doesnt matter if you explain to them, they are slow.
they think they know best,better than you,
and if you try to explain it, they say im through
it is so sad i cannot even cry
to say what happened to me so i sigh
they discriminate,
because they hate
muslims and islam, they see the word,
and go turn around, leave and havent you heard?
it does not matter if you're black or white,
arab or from pakistan,
it only matters that you're a muslim, and to them,
it's like we're nothing but a scam.
I don't know how else to explain
whatever that they do,
it is truly sad that they do this to us,
and think that they can, get away with it
We say you cant treat us this way and they say yes we can, bit by bit.
They say we can do whatever we like, we have the last say,
Get out of our face, get out of this country today.
They think that you have no right to be near,
and even if you were born here
it does not matter cuz what they say is the final say,
and if you do not like it that's tough cuz its our way or no way
so much discrimination
so much elimination
they say muslims and islam get out
without learning the truth of what its all about
instead they dont understand,
nor are they willing to give a hand
just those mean looks that they give
and thinking only they have the right to live
and others have the right to die,
it's cuz of them there's trouble in the world,
it's cuz of them i sigh
it's cuz of them that ppl wish to die
it's cuz of them that ppl wish that they find islam
it's cuz of them, the world is going in the trouble its in
it'z cuz of them.... and we need to say
that we will not take anymore crap from them, not now..not today...
we're here to stay
and nothing can you say to us to tell us where to go or what to do,
we have the right to live like you do, and im sure
you would appreciate it too.
But for real, get rid of that attitude!
bump to the top,
i want to keep this up so dont stop
post the things you want to say
if you're feeling bad, let it all out and it'll go away.
If you keep it all bottled up inside,
You just want to curl up and die
You talk about your sad, pathetic life
and how you wont survive, those words just cut you like a knife
Forgive me for not writing for so long,
been busy with life, and making up a song.
I'll be back later so i hope you'll be okay
just make dua'ah to Allah and say
Takbir, Allahu Akhbar, La ilaha illal Allah
Muhammadur RasululAllah.
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Are you guys all jokin'?
what are you all smokin'?
Those poems are small and sweet
But, listen up mine cannot be beat
You think you are all on fire
But from what I've read you are a liar
If you do not like what I am about to say
Make a wish and pray
I just found out a friend of mine had six months to live
So here I am with so much love to give
So much knowledge to share and learn
For Hellfire is a place I do not want to turn
I want you all to know
I told this sis to hang in there, and show
But at least I can rhyme
If you do not like it, that ain't my time.
You need to be able to write like I do
Try it, you can do it. I know you can too.
If you give up so easily, you will never learn and see
How beautiful this world is, big enough for you and me
So if I die in the middle of the night
Do not take what I said to you so badly alright
Do not hold it against me as I am in pain
Call it what you will I am insane
Just remember me as you can
Before someone gives me the ban
Thank you for letting me write and say
Welcoming me to this place, inviting me to stay
We all have our time to go, so I am in fear
A pool of water coming from my eyes of tears
I wipe them away and look up to say
Allah forgive me for the things I've done today!
Allah forgive me for what I have said.
Allah forgive me if i die on this bed.
Allah forgive me for all the things that went wrong.
Allah forgive me for writing this long.
I am sad because this is the longest I have said
Now I am leaving going to bed!
Do not be sad that it is my time to go
Just realize and let the love grow
Despite you never met me nor will you get the way
All I can say is Please pray!
Do not cry for me as I have cried so much
Being married for so long, having my 2 kids to touch
Hold the babies and rock them to sleep
Say hush my babies do not weep
Mama's here, mama's staying.
Mama will not let you go, I will not be astraying.
But I know that chance can be met
Unless a miracle happens, I doubt that I bet
If you were to pass along my message or two
Ask everyone you know to make prayer for me from you
It would be nice to know
That all the people in the world will care if I go
It would be nice if I could stay here awhile
While I am on bed, reaching for the dial
I rather type this than write it all down
I type faster than your average clown
I wave goodbye as I realize this world is a test
Paradise is the one where I want to be best
Thank you my friends, new and old
Thank you my friends, your memories are gold
I will be back tomorrow with a lot more to say
But for now I ask you guys to forgive me today
i want to keep this up so dont stop
post the things you want to say
if you're feeling bad, let it all out and it'll go away.
If you keep it all bottled up inside,
You just want to curl up and die
You talk about your sad, pathetic life
and how you wont survive, those words just cut you like a knife
Forgive me for not writing for so long,
been busy with life, and making up a song.
I'll be back later so i hope you'll be okay
just make dua'ah to Allah and say
Takbir, Allahu Akhbar, La ilaha illal Allah
Muhammadur RasululAllah.
-----------------
Are you guys all jokin'?
what are you all smokin'?
Those poems are small and sweet
But, listen up mine cannot be beat
You think you are all on fire
But from what I've read you are a liar
If you do not like what I am about to say
Make a wish and pray
I just found out a friend of mine had six months to live
So here I am with so much love to give
So much knowledge to share and learn
For Hellfire is a place I do not want to turn
I want you all to know
I told this sis to hang in there, and show
But at least I can rhyme
If you do not like it, that ain't my time.
You need to be able to write like I do
Try it, you can do it. I know you can too.
If you give up so easily, you will never learn and see
How beautiful this world is, big enough for you and me
So if I die in the middle of the night
Do not take what I said to you so badly alright
Do not hold it against me as I am in pain
Call it what you will I am insane
Just remember me as you can
Before someone gives me the ban
Thank you for letting me write and say
Welcoming me to this place, inviting me to stay
We all have our time to go, so I am in fear
A pool of water coming from my eyes of tears
I wipe them away and look up to say
Allah forgive me for the things I've done today!
Allah forgive me for what I have said.
Allah forgive me if i die on this bed.
Allah forgive me for all the things that went wrong.
Allah forgive me for writing this long.
I am sad because this is the longest I have said
Now I am leaving going to bed!
Do not be sad that it is my time to go
Just realize and let the love grow
Despite you never met me nor will you get the way
All I can say is Please pray!
Do not cry for me as I have cried so much
Being married for so long, having my 2 kids to touch
Hold the babies and rock them to sleep
Say hush my babies do not weep
Mama's here, mama's staying.
Mama will not let you go, I will not be astraying.
But I know that chance can be met
Unless a miracle happens, I doubt that I bet
If you were to pass along my message or two
Ask everyone you know to make prayer for me from you
It would be nice to know
That all the people in the world will care if I go
It would be nice if I could stay here awhile
While I am on bed, reaching for the dial
I rather type this than write it all down
I type faster than your average clown
I wave goodbye as I realize this world is a test
Paradise is the one where I want to be best
Thank you my friends, new and old
Thank you my friends, your memories are gold
I will be back tomorrow with a lot more to say
But for now I ask you guys to forgive me today
Nobody feels like they want to rhyme,
Probably because they do not have the time.
They have school and work too,
Lots of homework just waiting for you.
They sit for hours which turns to days,
They make their wudu and prays.
They make dhikr and dua'ah to the ONE,
Asking if it is possible to worship and have fun.
They ask what's important the dunya of our life is a test,
They say is it better to be a muslim than the rest?
With all these rules getting into their way,
Peer pressure with friends leading them astray.
They are turning left and right not sure where to go,
They are told just chill out and go with the flow.
They cry out in pain not sure what to do,
say Ya Allah, help me make it through.
Parents pressure them to do better than their best,
They say A+ isn't perfect, and you say its only a test.
They make it a big deal and say we want what's best for you,
doesnt matter now if you're hurting, just finish it perfectly, you can do it, i know you can too.
The kids are unsure of what life is to come,
When islam is their deen, and they know where they're from.
But their families mix culture with religion and same it's all one in same,
They do not care if it confuses their kids, they are not the ones to blame.
Parents say to their kids, you cannot go there,
It's a co-ed place, and you must cover your hair.
You wonder why they didn't teach you from the start,
So you could feel Islam within from your heart.
You rather feel it with your mind,
Follow it with reasonings instead of being blind.
But the families say just do as you're told,
we know better than you, and do not be so cold.
It is confusing for the kids today,
To grow up thinking they have no say.
In what to think and how to feel,
and i guess it's up to us, to learn, know, adn teach and then heal.
Insha'Allah we can learn it and say,
O Allah I thank you and pray.
For protecting me and guiding me so true,
I know I could not have done it without you.
Knowing that each day that I pray,
Asking you to help me in each and every way.
Is where I want my deen (iman) to go,
And insha'Allah each day my knowledge will grow.
Insha'Allah one day i'll show,
and help everyone to be true,
and most of all i'll remember You.
always..
We can jam, jive, in style of this place,
Stick together as just one race.
We can sing nasheeds and just basically say,
Make dhikr to Allah, and to Him we pray.
Read Qur'an and follow His Way,
To Him we come from, to return, and obey.
It seems I have written more on here,look
Save all my poems together and put it in a book
publish my poems and do what's right,
talk about beauty of islam, my deen, cuz that's tight.
I must be going but I'll be back,
cuz it's gettin late and i better hit the sack.
Midnight comes in, and I must be asleep,
Waking up early for my kid's sake as i fall in deep.
i go to the park and see the trouble there,
kids vandalizing the park, spray paint cans everywhere.
broken glass on the floor,
dirty napkins near the door.
Someone's trash, they do not care,
They even left their underclothings, wear.
out on the streets, in the park,
probably did it after isha when it got dark.
the kid's parents complain all they like,
the older kids say relax, chill out, and take a hike.
we need a park that is safe for our kids to play,
a slide, a swing, all of those things, we pray.
We all need to work together and clean up this mess,
Talk to the neighbors and people we should address.
Say we wont take this anymore,
Even if we have to go to every single door.
We want our parks to be safe for our kids to play,
It is a sad unfortunate thing to see when a kid says.
mommy what does this mean, the writing on the slide,
and you look on in shock, horror, and pretend to block it and hide.
they keep asking you and you keep ignoring them hoping they'll move on,
but they know it's a bad word, and they wish it to be gone.
some ppl just do not understand nor care,
to how it felt like when they were young, and there.
and how would they feel if the same happened to them,
but it probably did, which is why they're to say,
it doesnt matter, who cares anyways!
I care, and I'm sure you do too,
You need to admit it, and work together it through.
pick up the garbage and put it in the right place,
cuz its the park for everyone, for all the race.
--------------------
Probably because they do not have the time.
They have school and work too,
Lots of homework just waiting for you.
They sit for hours which turns to days,
They make their wudu and prays.
They make dhikr and dua'ah to the ONE,
Asking if it is possible to worship and have fun.
They ask what's important the dunya of our life is a test,
They say is it better to be a muslim than the rest?
With all these rules getting into their way,
Peer pressure with friends leading them astray.
They are turning left and right not sure where to go,
They are told just chill out and go with the flow.
They cry out in pain not sure what to do,
say Ya Allah, help me make it through.
Parents pressure them to do better than their best,
They say A+ isn't perfect, and you say its only a test.
They make it a big deal and say we want what's best for you,
doesnt matter now if you're hurting, just finish it perfectly, you can do it, i know you can too.
The kids are unsure of what life is to come,
When islam is their deen, and they know where they're from.
But their families mix culture with religion and same it's all one in same,
They do not care if it confuses their kids, they are not the ones to blame.
Parents say to their kids, you cannot go there,
It's a co-ed place, and you must cover your hair.
You wonder why they didn't teach you from the start,
So you could feel Islam within from your heart.
You rather feel it with your mind,
Follow it with reasonings instead of being blind.
But the families say just do as you're told,
we know better than you, and do not be so cold.
It is confusing for the kids today,
To grow up thinking they have no say.
In what to think and how to feel,
and i guess it's up to us, to learn, know, adn teach and then heal.
Insha'Allah we can learn it and say,
O Allah I thank you and pray.
For protecting me and guiding me so true,
I know I could not have done it without you.
Knowing that each day that I pray,
Asking you to help me in each and every way.
Is where I want my deen (iman) to go,
And insha'Allah each day my knowledge will grow.
Insha'Allah one day i'll show,
and help everyone to be true,
and most of all i'll remember You.
always..
We can jam, jive, in style of this place,
Stick together as just one race.
We can sing nasheeds and just basically say,
Make dhikr to Allah, and to Him we pray.
Read Qur'an and follow His Way,
To Him we come from, to return, and obey.
It seems I have written more on here,look
Save all my poems together and put it in a book
publish my poems and do what's right,
talk about beauty of islam, my deen, cuz that's tight.
I must be going but I'll be back,
cuz it's gettin late and i better hit the sack.
Midnight comes in, and I must be asleep,
Waking up early for my kid's sake as i fall in deep.
i go to the park and see the trouble there,
kids vandalizing the park, spray paint cans everywhere.
broken glass on the floor,
dirty napkins near the door.
Someone's trash, they do not care,
They even left their underclothings, wear.
out on the streets, in the park,
probably did it after isha when it got dark.
the kid's parents complain all they like,
the older kids say relax, chill out, and take a hike.
we need a park that is safe for our kids to play,
a slide, a swing, all of those things, we pray.
We all need to work together and clean up this mess,
Talk to the neighbors and people we should address.
Say we wont take this anymore,
Even if we have to go to every single door.
We want our parks to be safe for our kids to play,
It is a sad unfortunate thing to see when a kid says.
mommy what does this mean, the writing on the slide,
and you look on in shock, horror, and pretend to block it and hide.
they keep asking you and you keep ignoring them hoping they'll move on,
but they know it's a bad word, and they wish it to be gone.
some ppl just do not understand nor care,
to how it felt like when they were young, and there.
and how would they feel if the same happened to them,
but it probably did, which is why they're to say,
it doesnt matter, who cares anyways!
I care, and I'm sure you do too,
You need to admit it, and work together it through.
pick up the garbage and put it in the right place,
cuz its the park for everyone, for all the race.
--------------------
Why does it take for someone to say,
I do not have long to live, so I cannot stay.
They ask you guys to make a prayer for me,
To make my death easier, and for me to be free.
Why does someone wake up one day,
and say sister your words touched me so much, and for that I pray.
To thank you for bringing me back to the right way,
For not allowing me to forget Allah and go astray.
Why is it so we are told,
To be true to Allah, remember Him for our heart is gold.
Reading qur'an and praying 5 times a day,
Asking for forgiveness and wondering what else to say.
Why must we have tests in our life, in order to stay on the right path,
Not face Allah's wrath.
Why is there good and bad on this world,
This life is full of treasures and pearls..
It is so sad to read about a sister's dyin request,
to Ask all muslims that are brothers and sisters to be the best.
To be kind to each other,
Afterall they are your brothers.
To be patient with one another and forgive,
To pray each day, worshippin Allah and live.
Why must a sister die so young,
why is the words she said with her tongue.
So real, true and strong,
and ppl pushing her away, telling her she is wrong.
it is sad that ppl just dont understand,
as she says take my hand.
feel what im feeling right now,
understand, reflect, remember death is near,
i leave you right now, do not fear.
Fear only Allah and do what's right,
do not bicker with each other, and do not fight.
Do not find faults in others, and overlook your own,
Do not criticize, gossip, backbite, slander and moan.
do not fight with the non muslims and say,
I'm on the right path, and you're the one that's astray.
Who knows, you do not know what's Allah's Plan
You could be where they are, and they could be the man.
They could be where you are, reaching to higher deen,
Why do you have to be so cruel and mean?
Why do you have to make it seem like you're perfect and everyone else around you is not,
why do you have to make it seem as if you're right, and all others are wrong.
why do you have to try to boost your ego, and string everyone along?
why? oh why?
do you feel you're the best,
better then everyone else, even though this life is a test.
Why do you think you know better than all,
why do you think that you will never fall.
Why dont you understand that when people feel alone and lost,
Why are you willing to push them away, to belittle them at any cost?
why do you feel your life is best,
you're the saved one, than all the rest.
you think you're ticket to jannah is guranteed,
and if ppl listen to you, follow you, you will surely lead.
it is sad...that ppl just dont get it,
islam comes in steps, pieces, bit by bit.
ppl are not at the same level and you should not condemn,
and say we're better, and are saved then them.
i cry because ppl just do not know,
they feel their lives are important and others who cares, i dont care no.
when you say that girl is in trouble, you know what they say?
oh well, that's not my problem, not important today.
please dont tell me, or ask me to pray.
I have enough problems to relate and you cant have it your way.
everyone has problems and soon they'll forget,
but i bet
they'll ask you to make dua'ah for them before it's too late,
they'll ask you guys not to fight amongst yourselves over little issues and debate.
they'll ask you to NOT nitpick at every little thing,
and if they listen to nasheeds, dance a bit or sing.
That you give them the benefit of the doubt,
Give them their excuses, and do without.
Love them, care for them, as the Prophet SAW taught us to do,
Reading the qur'an, praying, and dhikr, and most importantly caring about you.
I do not have long to live, so I cannot stay.
They ask you guys to make a prayer for me,
To make my death easier, and for me to be free.
Why does someone wake up one day,
and say sister your words touched me so much, and for that I pray.
To thank you for bringing me back to the right way,
For not allowing me to forget Allah and go astray.
Why is it so we are told,
To be true to Allah, remember Him for our heart is gold.
Reading qur'an and praying 5 times a day,
Asking for forgiveness and wondering what else to say.
Why must we have tests in our life, in order to stay on the right path,
Not face Allah's wrath.
Why is there good and bad on this world,
This life is full of treasures and pearls..
It is so sad to read about a sister's dyin request,
to Ask all muslims that are brothers and sisters to be the best.
To be kind to each other,
Afterall they are your brothers.
To be patient with one another and forgive,
To pray each day, worshippin Allah and live.
Why must a sister die so young,
why is the words she said with her tongue.
So real, true and strong,
and ppl pushing her away, telling her she is wrong.
it is sad that ppl just dont understand,
as she says take my hand.
feel what im feeling right now,
understand, reflect, remember death is near,
i leave you right now, do not fear.
Fear only Allah and do what's right,
do not bicker with each other, and do not fight.
Do not find faults in others, and overlook your own,
Do not criticize, gossip, backbite, slander and moan.
do not fight with the non muslims and say,
I'm on the right path, and you're the one that's astray.
Who knows, you do not know what's Allah's Plan
You could be where they are, and they could be the man.
They could be where you are, reaching to higher deen,
Why do you have to be so cruel and mean?
Why do you have to make it seem like you're perfect and everyone else around you is not,
why do you have to make it seem as if you're right, and all others are wrong.
why do you have to try to boost your ego, and string everyone along?
why? oh why?
do you feel you're the best,
better then everyone else, even though this life is a test.
Why do you think you know better than all,
why do you think that you will never fall.
Why dont you understand that when people feel alone and lost,
Why are you willing to push them away, to belittle them at any cost?
why do you feel your life is best,
you're the saved one, than all the rest.
you think you're ticket to jannah is guranteed,
and if ppl listen to you, follow you, you will surely lead.
it is sad...that ppl just dont get it,
islam comes in steps, pieces, bit by bit.
ppl are not at the same level and you should not condemn,
and say we're better, and are saved then them.
i cry because ppl just do not know,
they feel their lives are important and others who cares, i dont care no.
when you say that girl is in trouble, you know what they say?
oh well, that's not my problem, not important today.
please dont tell me, or ask me to pray.
I have enough problems to relate and you cant have it your way.
everyone has problems and soon they'll forget,
but i bet
they'll ask you to make dua'ah for them before it's too late,
they'll ask you guys not to fight amongst yourselves over little issues and debate.
they'll ask you to NOT nitpick at every little thing,
and if they listen to nasheeds, dance a bit or sing.
That you give them the benefit of the doubt,
Give them their excuses, and do without.
Love them, care for them, as the Prophet SAW taught us to do,
Reading the qur'an, praying, and dhikr, and most importantly caring about you.
This is a lullabye that I would sing for Ibrahim when he was little which now I sing for Isa.
I will put it down and it goes to the Mocking Bird tune.
Hush Little Iby (Isa) don't you cry,
Iby (Isa) is my cutie pie.
Hush little baby, don't say a word,
mommy's going to buy you a silly singing bird,
if that silly singing bird don't fly
mommy's going to buy you an apple pie
and if that apple pie goes stale
mommy's will get you your own email
and if that email gets closed down,
mommy will let you mow the lawn,
and if that lawn just gets to short,'
mommy will get you a basketball court
and if that court just takes too long,
mommy wont have to sing this silly song.
hush little baby don't you cry
Iby (Isa) is my sweetie pie.
Hush little Iby (isa) go to sleep
do not make a single peep
Close your eyes and rest your head,
Sleep in my arms as I lie you in the bed.
Ask Allah to protect you from harm,
Make dua'ah, and do not be alarm.
Remember Allah in all good and bad times,
Mommy is running out of things to say in this rhymes.
Mommy is not sure what to else to say,
But I guess we'll have to sing it again and make dua'ah and pray.
I'll recite you some surahs like Fatiha,
Nas, Falaq, Ikhlas, and la ilaha ililAllah.
SubhanAllah, Glory be to Allah,
Alhamdulillah Praise be to Allah,
Allahu Akhbar, God is the Greatest.
All these dhikrs are for you,
Asking Allah to help you, and guide you too.
Protect you from shaitan and his way
Cuz listening to him will only lead you astray.
Hush little iby (isa) don't you cry,
you guys are my cutie pies.
Mommy is tired now as this song was long,
Next time you'll learn it and you can sing along
Now understand it's time to sleep
do not make a single peep
Close your eyes and rest your head,
Sleep in my arms, and sleep in bed.
I tuck you in, all nice and snug,
I'll make sure there are no bed bugs.
Hush little ones, till morning comes,
another day where you'll drive me crazy as usual it hums.
hmmmmmm hmmmmmm hmmmmmmmm.
zzzz'szzzzzz's
sleep guys...enough.
if you do not like that's just tough!
This is the freestyle battle,
Join in guys, and do not make a rattle.
Anyone can rhyme it's easy to do,
Just give it a try, I'm sure you can too.
I will put it down and it goes to the Mocking Bird tune.
Hush Little Iby (Isa) don't you cry,
Iby (Isa) is my cutie pie.
Hush little baby, don't say a word,
mommy's going to buy you a silly singing bird,
if that silly singing bird don't fly
mommy's going to buy you an apple pie
and if that apple pie goes stale
mommy's will get you your own email
and if that email gets closed down,
mommy will let you mow the lawn,
and if that lawn just gets to short,'
mommy will get you a basketball court
and if that court just takes too long,
mommy wont have to sing this silly song.
hush little baby don't you cry
Iby (Isa) is my sweetie pie.
Hush little Iby (isa) go to sleep
do not make a single peep
Close your eyes and rest your head,
Sleep in my arms as I lie you in the bed.
Ask Allah to protect you from harm,
Make dua'ah, and do not be alarm.
Remember Allah in all good and bad times,
Mommy is running out of things to say in this rhymes.
Mommy is not sure what to else to say,
But I guess we'll have to sing it again and make dua'ah and pray.
I'll recite you some surahs like Fatiha,
Nas, Falaq, Ikhlas, and la ilaha ililAllah.
SubhanAllah, Glory be to Allah,
Alhamdulillah Praise be to Allah,
Allahu Akhbar, God is the Greatest.
All these dhikrs are for you,
Asking Allah to help you, and guide you too.
Protect you from shaitan and his way
Cuz listening to him will only lead you astray.
Hush little iby (isa) don't you cry,
you guys are my cutie pies.
Mommy is tired now as this song was long,
Next time you'll learn it and you can sing along
Now understand it's time to sleep
do not make a single peep
Close your eyes and rest your head,
Sleep in my arms, and sleep in bed.
I tuck you in, all nice and snug,
I'll make sure there are no bed bugs.
Hush little ones, till morning comes,
another day where you'll drive me crazy as usual it hums.
hmmmmmm hmmmmmm hmmmmmmmm.
zzzz'szzzzzz's
sleep guys...enough.
if you do not like that's just tough!
This is the freestyle battle,
Join in guys, and do not make a rattle.
Anyone can rhyme it's easy to do,
Just give it a try, I'm sure you can too.
That did not matter because everyone looked at me,
Said relax, chill out, enjoy yourself and be free.
I said to them, you do not know the day I had,
A bad day, which turned to worst and made me mad.
They asked me what happened and I said with a sigh,
You would not understand, nor do you care, so why ask why?
They said we're here for you, don't take it the wrong way,
I said you're just saying that, and asking me to stay.
They said no truly we want to know what's wrong,
I said why, so you can tell others, laugh at me, and sing your song.
They said what's wrong with you, what's with you today?
I said the following and they said they would pray.
1) hand got caught in car door,
mom did not see, shut it, and there was more.
2) burned finger while taking out food,
it was a small area, not much dude.
3) head banged against the wall,
it didn't matter cuz no one cared at all
4)finger got a papercut,
but mother said it's no big deal and i said how can you say that? what?
5) hot coffee fell onto my lap and hand,
My father said be quiet, and my mom said dont you understand?
6) kids were out of control, running around,
So many ppl, and looking for their things to be found.
7) It took an hour to get there and an hour back,
Though with all the stopovers, it took 2 hours or so to pack.
So that was my day, I am sure there is more,
But right now I think I am done, and I'm heading out the door.
Kids are asleep, finally tucked in their bed,
Read them some stories, and I feel tired and dead.
Unpacked all the things, and put them in the right place,
My body is sore, aching, and so is my face.
But it does not matter, cuz no one really cares,
They just worry about them ownselves, truly unfair.
But it's ok...cuz that's apart of life,
That's why I got married and being a duty of a wife.
I must go now, as it is late.
And this is my fate.
My parents came back from my brother's
Asked me if I cleaned up everything and others?
I said everything is fine, kids are asleep,
I read them some stories and they did not make a peep.
They said ok, now it's time for you to go to bed,
Look at your eyes, your health, you'll get sick and be dead.
I said im fine...do not worry about me,
im having my comp time so let me be.
so they said ok...and im sure they'll be back,
if the comp reboots, or does not work, it's them, they'll hack.
ok...that's it for now, peace and goodbye,
no more poems from me tonight, just a huge *SIGH*
no poems are coming up in my head,
I think I need to recharge, refresh, and think on it when I go to bed.
Though I know in the middle of the night,
the words will come up in my head, and I got to write.
Them all down quick before I forget,
The words are jumbled together I bet.
I wish I had a portable notebook computer to type down instead,
I type faster than write with no ink or lead.
I use to write so many poems when I was young,
Then no words came, and now they wont stop, all filling my lung.
I hope the sisters can jam with me,
and say ummibrahim_isa, you rock and see
This place is fun with all that we can be.
on netmuslims discussion board to post,
on daily life, and no boast.
I need to go now as my game is on,
I need to mow the lawn.
Said relax, chill out, enjoy yourself and be free.
I said to them, you do not know the day I had,
A bad day, which turned to worst and made me mad.
They asked me what happened and I said with a sigh,
You would not understand, nor do you care, so why ask why?
They said we're here for you, don't take it the wrong way,
I said you're just saying that, and asking me to stay.
They said no truly we want to know what's wrong,
I said why, so you can tell others, laugh at me, and sing your song.
They said what's wrong with you, what's with you today?
I said the following and they said they would pray.
1) hand got caught in car door,
mom did not see, shut it, and there was more.
2) burned finger while taking out food,
it was a small area, not much dude.
3) head banged against the wall,
it didn't matter cuz no one cared at all
4)finger got a papercut,
but mother said it's no big deal and i said how can you say that? what?
5) hot coffee fell onto my lap and hand,
My father said be quiet, and my mom said dont you understand?
6) kids were out of control, running around,
So many ppl, and looking for their things to be found.
7) It took an hour to get there and an hour back,
Though with all the stopovers, it took 2 hours or so to pack.
So that was my day, I am sure there is more,
But right now I think I am done, and I'm heading out the door.
Kids are asleep, finally tucked in their bed,
Read them some stories, and I feel tired and dead.
Unpacked all the things, and put them in the right place,
My body is sore, aching, and so is my face.
But it does not matter, cuz no one really cares,
They just worry about them ownselves, truly unfair.
But it's ok...cuz that's apart of life,
That's why I got married and being a duty of a wife.
I must go now, as it is late.
And this is my fate.
My parents came back from my brother's
Asked me if I cleaned up everything and others?
I said everything is fine, kids are asleep,
I read them some stories and they did not make a peep.
They said ok, now it's time for you to go to bed,
Look at your eyes, your health, you'll get sick and be dead.
I said im fine...do not worry about me,
im having my comp time so let me be.
so they said ok...and im sure they'll be back,
if the comp reboots, or does not work, it's them, they'll hack.
ok...that's it for now, peace and goodbye,
no more poems from me tonight, just a huge *SIGH*
no poems are coming up in my head,
I think I need to recharge, refresh, and think on it when I go to bed.
Though I know in the middle of the night,
the words will come up in my head, and I got to write.
Them all down quick before I forget,
The words are jumbled together I bet.
I wish I had a portable notebook computer to type down instead,
I type faster than write with no ink or lead.
I use to write so many poems when I was young,
Then no words came, and now they wont stop, all filling my lung.
I hope the sisters can jam with me,
and say ummibrahim_isa, you rock and see
This place is fun with all that we can be.
on netmuslims discussion board to post,
on daily life, and no boast.
I need to go now as my game is on,
I need to mow the lawn.
Hijab is the beauty makes us so modest,
This is a struggle from Allah, surely a HUGE test.
Hopefully we can make to the end,
and i hope on the Day of Judgment, and make ammends,
and then Jannah we'll see each other as friends.
never fear,
because as long as UmmIbrahim_Isa is here.
I'll be here to post in this thread,
So many ppl will read it and it wont go dead.
Let's see what I can write about,
Perhaps about muslims, islam, my kids, give it a shout.
There are people out there in the West,
Who think they are better than the rest.
Some of these muslims try to find faults and say I am the best.
Others will say to them, they are a pest.
Islam is our deen,
Our way of life, so much have seen.
Islam is our way of life,
The brothers should get married and get a wife.
The sisters should also find their soulmate,
Stop picking at every little thing we say, and debate.
Do not look at our faults, focus on your own,
Save your money, borrow and loan.
Looking into the mirror and what do you see?
Beautiful sister in hijab, as pretty as can be.
Covered from head to toe, so pious and free.
This poem can be added on, and on, by you and me.
Sisters need the respect that they can get,
Brothers will expect it too I am willing to bet.
We sisters are role models to the young children today,
That look up to us, and ask us to teach them to pray.
They say to us, Will you come out and play?
Can you come over to our house for dinner and stay?
The young children learn good things and bad,
They are so happy one day, and sometimes mad.
Mad that people do not understand them at all,
ONly looking at them as if they were little babies, so small.
The young kids say do not tell me what to do,
Mess with me, and you'll be through.
See this fist and this is my space,
Hurt me, and I'll punch your face.
Do not make fun of my race,
I'll hit you with my big black shoe.
Kids these days, do whatever they can,
and they say You go down, cuz im the man.
Now I am running out of words to say,
I must go pray my Isha, make dhikr for today.
Sing a song of praise, a nasheed or two,
Make up more poems about everyone, making sure that you guys dont sue.
i went to the beach today,
I hope,There was no fitnah out there I pray
All my relatives pointed to the lake that way, jumped in the water and said HEY
My kids had so much fun,
It was warm, and hot in the sun.
A nice water splash to cool you on down,
While my nieces were making a funny face clown.
They did not want to get out of the water just now,
I told my kids do not have a cow.
They started to laugh and make fun of me,
I said what's your problem, leave me be.
They started pointing at my funny track pants,
I said LEAVE MY PANTS ALONE in my rants.
They giggled and said where is the writing?
I said I took it off cuz of your fighting.
We sat down to eat our food,
It was cold but did not matter, it was good.
The seagulls came to beg please,
The kids threw a bread piece.
The bees were nearby flying,
I said leave my sons alone, cuz they were crying.
This is a struggle from Allah, surely a HUGE test.
Hopefully we can make to the end,
and i hope on the Day of Judgment, and make ammends,
and then Jannah we'll see each other as friends.
never fear,
because as long as UmmIbrahim_Isa is here.
I'll be here to post in this thread,
So many ppl will read it and it wont go dead.
Let's see what I can write about,
Perhaps about muslims, islam, my kids, give it a shout.
There are people out there in the West,
Who think they are better than the rest.
Some of these muslims try to find faults and say I am the best.
Others will say to them, they are a pest.
Islam is our deen,
Our way of life, so much have seen.
Islam is our way of life,
The brothers should get married and get a wife.
The sisters should also find their soulmate,
Stop picking at every little thing we say, and debate.
Do not look at our faults, focus on your own,
Save your money, borrow and loan.
Looking into the mirror and what do you see?
Beautiful sister in hijab, as pretty as can be.
Covered from head to toe, so pious and free.
This poem can be added on, and on, by you and me.
Sisters need the respect that they can get,
Brothers will expect it too I am willing to bet.
We sisters are role models to the young children today,
That look up to us, and ask us to teach them to pray.
They say to us, Will you come out and play?
Can you come over to our house for dinner and stay?
The young children learn good things and bad,
They are so happy one day, and sometimes mad.
Mad that people do not understand them at all,
ONly looking at them as if they were little babies, so small.
The young kids say do not tell me what to do,
Mess with me, and you'll be through.
See this fist and this is my space,
Hurt me, and I'll punch your face.
Do not make fun of my race,
I'll hit you with my big black shoe.
Kids these days, do whatever they can,
and they say You go down, cuz im the man.
Now I am running out of words to say,
I must go pray my Isha, make dhikr for today.
Sing a song of praise, a nasheed or two,
Make up more poems about everyone, making sure that you guys dont sue.
i went to the beach today,
I hope,There was no fitnah out there I pray
All my relatives pointed to the lake that way, jumped in the water and said HEY
My kids had so much fun,
It was warm, and hot in the sun.
A nice water splash to cool you on down,
While my nieces were making a funny face clown.
They did not want to get out of the water just now,
I told my kids do not have a cow.
They started to laugh and make fun of me,
I said what's your problem, leave me be.
They started pointing at my funny track pants,
I said LEAVE MY PANTS ALONE in my rants.
They giggled and said where is the writing?
I said I took it off cuz of your fighting.
We sat down to eat our food,
It was cold but did not matter, it was good.
The seagulls came to beg please,
The kids threw a bread piece.
The bees were nearby flying,
I said leave my sons alone, cuz they were crying.
Another sister came to me and said,
Sister I have this brain tumor, 6 months to live and I'll be dead.
I told her Do not fear,
Allah will cure you I said with a tear
She said she was done with fights
She rather prepare for her end of her flight.
I told her to make dhikr to help her through,
She said ok, I'll miss you.
I told her to hang in there and it'll be okay
Then i cried and said let's pray
She asked me to make a dua'ah for her family to make it through,
Then she announced her family decided to take their shahadah.
This was truly the best news right now
And my rhyming is done, so stop your whining and not have a cow.
So what if I cannot rhyme right,
These are my feelings, what I feel, so do not bite.
I have been rhyming since I was a child,
When I use to run around and be wild.
My teacher told me to write it all down,
Do not keep it bottled up inside and frown.
So since then I have been jamming and rhyme,
so hopefully insha'Allah you'll me join you next time.
ok the next one might sound a bit bad
so forgive me, it's late and im feeling kind of sad.
As I sit here and drink a bottle of coke,
I laugh at the funny jokes online and start to choke.
I gasp for air,
and whisper I care
I would like to see my kids grow
If they are ever faced with a big problem of peer pressure I hope they remember to say NO!
I hope I can teach my kids right from wrong,
I hope I can continue to teach my kids through this song.
I hope I can be silly, special and unique,
Instead of a serious, clean aholic geek.
I hope my kids can turn to me whenever they are feel sad,
I hope they can lean on my shoulders and do not feel too bad.
I hope they can say mommy you're lots of fun,
Even though you wear your hijab out in the blazing sun.
Ok I think this is my time to go,
My poems are starting to sound slow
I do not think I can go with the flow
i must stop now, and you guys will say no
continue on my sis, you're jamming on high,
i say yes im afraid, to die.
too many ppl dying each day,
too many children crying to stay
too many ppl that just dont understand
muslims are ppl, quran an sunnah go hand in hand.
Too many ppl take on what so called muslims by name do,
They say I do this for religion, my family, and you.
These so called muslims have brought on the shame,
They do not want to admit that they are the ones with the problem, they're the ones to blame.
It is sad because we are at a target
and ppl tend to forget
they do not want to remember any bad,
just happy memories, of mom and dad.
I will stop now but I just have to say
everyone make dua'ah to Allah, dhikr, and pray.
Thank Allah for creating the universe, making us muslims and the treasure,
Of Qur'an and Sunnah, Islam is the deen, the cure.
Sister I have this brain tumor, 6 months to live and I'll be dead.
I told her Do not fear,
Allah will cure you I said with a tear
She said she was done with fights
She rather prepare for her end of her flight.
I told her to make dhikr to help her through,
She said ok, I'll miss you.
I told her to hang in there and it'll be okay
Then i cried and said let's pray
She asked me to make a dua'ah for her family to make it through,
Then she announced her family decided to take their shahadah.
This was truly the best news right now
And my rhyming is done, so stop your whining and not have a cow.
So what if I cannot rhyme right,
These are my feelings, what I feel, so do not bite.
I have been rhyming since I was a child,
When I use to run around and be wild.
My teacher told me to write it all down,
Do not keep it bottled up inside and frown.
So since then I have been jamming and rhyme,
so hopefully insha'Allah you'll me join you next time.
ok the next one might sound a bit bad
so forgive me, it's late and im feeling kind of sad.
As I sit here and drink a bottle of coke,
I laugh at the funny jokes online and start to choke.
I gasp for air,
and whisper I care
I would like to see my kids grow
If they are ever faced with a big problem of peer pressure I hope they remember to say NO!
I hope I can teach my kids right from wrong,
I hope I can continue to teach my kids through this song.
I hope I can be silly, special and unique,
Instead of a serious, clean aholic geek.
I hope my kids can turn to me whenever they are feel sad,
I hope they can lean on my shoulders and do not feel too bad.
I hope they can say mommy you're lots of fun,
Even though you wear your hijab out in the blazing sun.
Ok I think this is my time to go,
My poems are starting to sound slow
I do not think I can go with the flow
i must stop now, and you guys will say no
continue on my sis, you're jamming on high,
i say yes im afraid, to die.
too many ppl dying each day,
too many children crying to stay
too many ppl that just dont understand
muslims are ppl, quran an sunnah go hand in hand.
Too many ppl take on what so called muslims by name do,
They say I do this for religion, my family, and you.
These so called muslims have brought on the shame,
They do not want to admit that they are the ones with the problem, they're the ones to blame.
It is sad because we are at a target
and ppl tend to forget
they do not want to remember any bad,
just happy memories, of mom and dad.
I will stop now but I just have to say
everyone make dua'ah to Allah, dhikr, and pray.
Thank Allah for creating the universe, making us muslims and the treasure,
Of Qur'an and Sunnah, Islam is the deen, the cure.
Those poems were real tight,
It is better to get along than to fight.
It is sad to see people fighting over little things,
It is better to see people discussing what islam brings
How they came to where they are,
How Islam has kept them on the right path by far.
O Allah help us to be true
O Allah help us to be committed to You
O Allah forgive us & guide us to the straight way
O Allah please protect us & not let us go astray
O Allah I believe in You
I trust, have faith too.
We should keep the remembrance of Allah in our heart,
We should never let go of our deen and break it apart.
We should not let people tell us what to do
We should get rid of our egos and our attitudes.
We should do what the Qur'an and Sunnah says,
We should make dhikr, dua'ah and pray.
We can do the rhyme
Even though I am almost out of time.
Have you spread the news?
Of Islam, hasn't anyone seen the clues?
Left in the creations as signs,
Allah created you and I, lines by lines.
Allah tests us every day
Through good and bad, each way.
Each struggle is recorded by the angels that sit on us left and right,
Good and bad deeds that they will write.
Hopefully we will be on the good side,
When it is our time, there will be nowhere to hide.
Just the other day,my sister in law's father died
Oh how much she wanted to visit her family and how much she cried.
Never got to say goodbye,
So much tears in her eyes.
She talked to her a few days before,
When he said I'm ok, look after your kids and family, visiting me will be a bore.
It is so sad, he was fine one day but then the next gone,
she was given a call that he died just before dawn.
How will she go on?
How will she be strong?
for her family's sake, where did she go wrong?
It is better to get along than to fight.
It is sad to see people fighting over little things,
It is better to see people discussing what islam brings
How they came to where they are,
How Islam has kept them on the right path by far.
O Allah help us to be true
O Allah help us to be committed to You
O Allah forgive us & guide us to the straight way
O Allah please protect us & not let us go astray
O Allah I believe in You
I trust, have faith too.
We should keep the remembrance of Allah in our heart,
We should never let go of our deen and break it apart.
We should not let people tell us what to do
We should get rid of our egos and our attitudes.
We should do what the Qur'an and Sunnah says,
We should make dhikr, dua'ah and pray.
We can do the rhyme
Even though I am almost out of time.
Have you spread the news?
Of Islam, hasn't anyone seen the clues?
Left in the creations as signs,
Allah created you and I, lines by lines.
Allah tests us every day
Through good and bad, each way.
Each struggle is recorded by the angels that sit on us left and right,
Good and bad deeds that they will write.
Hopefully we will be on the good side,
When it is our time, there will be nowhere to hide.
Just the other day,my sister in law's father died
Oh how much she wanted to visit her family and how much she cried.
Never got to say goodbye,
So much tears in her eyes.
She talked to her a few days before,
When he said I'm ok, look after your kids and family, visiting me will be a bore.
It is so sad, he was fine one day but then the next gone,
she was given a call that he died just before dawn.
How will she go on?
How will she be strong?
for her family's sake, where did she go wrong?
Sunday, March 30, 2003
Well my hubby just canceled again to coming up this weekend..so that means i have to cancel my appointment for the immigration office in Montreal, meaning I probably wont be able to get my permanent status until I get my permit to USA which will be 2-3 weeks then I'll get back and hopefully a month later get my permanent status.
its jsut anooying cuz the fees are so high. To take a train to Montreal from Toronto its $300 each, plus hotel fees...and food costs....$1000 at least.. so my hubby doesnt want to pay that...so unfortunately i have to wait again..
i hate all these plans that he makes to come up, and he's like im absolutely sure im coming for sure..so then plans are made..family is told he's coming..
and then boom...next day he says he cant make it, some lame excuse such as this, and again disappointment.... i can understand if it has happened one time or 2 times..but 100x s + all the time... all the plans always get rescheduled and canceled just to his own thing.... It's cuz his *friends* are way more important than his wife and kids...its like why did you even get married in the 1st place!!!!????!
Sheesh...seriously already..he thinks he can just blow me off and have me say well ok go ahead adn take a beating at me however, whereever, and whenever you like cuz that's your right.
what about my rights???! My right to say NO WAY! ENOUGH is ENOUGH!
Creep.
its jsut anooying cuz the fees are so high. To take a train to Montreal from Toronto its $300 each, plus hotel fees...and food costs....$1000 at least.. so my hubby doesnt want to pay that...so unfortunately i have to wait again..
i hate all these plans that he makes to come up, and he's like im absolutely sure im coming for sure..so then plans are made..family is told he's coming..
and then boom...next day he says he cant make it, some lame excuse such as this, and again disappointment.... i can understand if it has happened one time or 2 times..but 100x s + all the time... all the plans always get rescheduled and canceled just to his own thing.... It's cuz his *friends* are way more important than his wife and kids...its like why did you even get married in the 1st place!!!!????!
Sheesh...seriously already..he thinks he can just blow me off and have me say well ok go ahead adn take a beating at me however, whereever, and whenever you like cuz that's your right.
what about my rights???! My right to say NO WAY! ENOUGH is ENOUGH!
Creep.
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