long distance

I’m sure my grasp has weakened

As your urge to leave has steepened

Nostalgia for us has deepened

A rush of emotions seep in…

We are the perfect couple, just not in the perfect situation

Love always finds a way, and for that I feel elation

Don’t measure the distance, only measure our love

In no time, we’ll be in planes, shortening distance from above. ..

I don’t miss you and you alone – I miss you and me together

‘Coz you got me whipped baby, you’ve made me the happiest person ever

And with that I say: No great love came without great struggle

Soon we’ll be locked in each other’s embrace knowing we conquered our first hurdle.

It's tough I know my love, I'm glad we're getting through this though...31 days =)

Wrapped in a nightmare,

Caught in a snare,

My heart is aching,

And is ceasing to care.

I'm met by a glare,

That makes me wish I wasn't there.

Trapped in a  dreamworld

Without a prayer.

I am the hunter,hunting the bear,

Fierce an gruesome it does not spare.

Bounded by my own device,

I now find my single vice,

I am greedy and I will take,

I am chaos, I make things break.

Here I am,enticed by greed 

This monster licks his lips,

Ready to feed.

Though I shake,

And fear makes me ache,

A sudden epiphany,

Stuns me awake.

What is a monster,him or me...

For aren't we both to some degree??

I will not plead,

For he will not heed,

Though my gun is in reach,

I do not breach...

Why you may ask,it is simple you see

For the bear is a she,

Trying to feed her family.

It is my own fault,

For getting into this mess,

But now my greed will be laid to rest...

Wrapped in a nightmare,

That does not scare,

My heart is at peace,

For that I swear,

I'm met only by a humble stare,

One that is found to be so rare...

As I accept my decided fate,

The bear is fair and leaves me there.

The nightmare suddenly becomes reality

TZ

Hit in the face, as time starts to race...
Locked in a case, I'll soon be in space...
Already losing oxygen, there's a sneaky 'lil pathogen...
A crazy sort of allergen, it spreads like a carcinogen...
It's fear riding within me, I'm going back to my country...
This place is a memory, I will return tearfully...
For this is not my home, I'd much rather roam...
I've always been immune to Stockholm, but suddenly I've felt the syndrome...
Tanzania has become a solid place for me, I've made a life here you see...
Im gonna miss it so terribly!

xxxx

You see her, sitting there under the lights, so bright and gloriously displayed...
You have to have her...so you work and work to get her....
Then finally, her door opens for you.....
You get in, the new smell is so good and you wanna cruise...
You step on it,harder and harder,testing just how far she'll go for you...
She's sleek and smooth and knows how to move...
She can wind,she can turn, she lets you take control....
She's perfectly balanced and rides with ease.....
You hit a few bumps at times but still she aims to please.....
Then crash, her body breaks and you mangled within it....
Crushed by the blow it dealt you....
You're not sure who to blame, her or you....
So off she goes to the scrap yard, while you tend to your wounds.....
You don't want to remember the times where you had so much fun with her, the way she took you places you've never been before, the way you got to brag to your friends about her.....She was precious, precious and yours, she's probably someones plate to eat off of now....
You know you still care though, because of the scars she left you....
Your first Blue Corvette.

You sold your soul for lust and action,
Gave your body for brief satisfaction.
Worked so hard, at being coy
But just got used like a toy.
Cast away like yesterday,
'Coz you werent sure about all the way.
So he grabbed you,
And undressed you.
You wished it weren't true,
But as he finished you
He went and called the crew.
They had their way with you,
Like him they abused too.
One hit across the face,
Blood soaking from ripped lace.
This was meant to be your first time,
It was also his first crime.
He left you there drenched in fear,
'Coz he felt like he needed a beer.
Stark naked on the floor,
There was nothing he was sorry for.
Right behind the general store,
Was where this girl was lost forever more.
All because her friends had done IT,
She just wanted to fit in a bit...

Peer pressure can lead to many fantastical things...be aware of what you're about to do beforehand

I say good bye,

With a quake in the voice,

And tear in the eye.

"Are you ok" I hear in reply...

I think to myself,

Jeez is this junior high!?

How dare my body go and defy,

I nod,then realize I'm on the phone

"Yeah I'll get by"

Shit, my first lie.

*Click*

Now I'm alone,

There's an ongoing drone;

The clock's ticking...

Eyes are prickling...

Seconds pass and suddenly................................... There's fury

My vision gets blurry...

I'm an emotional cyclone...

Why am I on my own

Fearless tears fall onto my collar bone...

Fuck it, I dial the phone

*ring ring*

"Hello"

"Yeah,just realized I'm a dodo"

"How so?"

"Coz I should always let you know....."

"Yes???"

"I don't want you to go, you're my fellow...I love you more than jell-o" (inside joke)

"I love you cam, we're a weird fantastic duo"

"I know"

"So fall back into your pillow and doo doo,its five in the morning baby, you without sleep means you're psycho"

"Haha, yeah yeah...safe trip, don't forget me..."

"Never!"

*Click*

I swallow that lump that's formed in my throat... I close my eyes, but just before I fall asleep I get a text, that's rather sweet...and it goes....

more than mountains babe, i love you that much (inside joke)

Defensive Eating: Strategically consuming food for the sole purpose of preventing others from getting it.

(deema)

Cockblocalypse: When you're out at the bar and you get cockblocked SO BAD it's like the end of the world as you know it.

(that happens to llahi)

Dungeon Tan: the pale skin of a person who plays to much Xbox and doesn't get any sunlight.

(thats louis...oh wait...does he need it)

Redneck First Class: When you are flying in the coach section of an airplane and one or both of the other two seats are unoccupied giving you more room, to stretch, lean or lie down.

(i would say this is me but llahi will see the strange irony in it)

BMS: Bitchy Men Syndrome. Male version of PMS.

OR... Black Man Swagger, the act of non-black girls getting lots of attention from Black Men

Egg alert:When a co-worker will notify you by email or vocally alert you that another co-worker had crop dusted (farted while walking by) in the vicinity of your cubicle.

OR....When she is ovulating

(Not tonight, egg alert. OR Egg alert, come home now!)

Dracula sneeze: holding your arm up over your face in a position similar to Dracula holding up his cape and then sneezing into you elbow

Masturdating: Going out alone. I.e. seeing a movie by yourself, going to a restaurant alone.

(ive done this...its sad)

hope you enjoyed words of the week...LLAHI IS A NYMPHO

words of the week

Balmestorming: sitting in a group, discussing why a deadline was missed or a project failed and who was responsible.

(I'm sure everyone used this when it came to Mr Mwai-coco-pops french homework)

Salmon day: the experience of spending an entire day swimming upstream only to get screwed and die.

(I'm sure Llahi's gets this every time he sits quietly in a dark hole coming up with "marvelous jokes' then...well....fails and the audience BOO'S)

Cube farm: a office full of cubicles.

(what a wonderful term NOT to use when describing a failed newspaper like NEWS OF THE WORLD)

Salad dodger: an excellent phrase for an overweight person.

(though they say the salads at Mc Donalds are packed with more fat than the actual burgers&fries....*sigh*) stick to water fat american cheerleaders....

Swamp donkey: a very unattractive person.

(oooh this word is good...its like calling them a smelly ass only with more venom)

Aeroplane Blonde: one who has bleached her hair but still has a "black box"

(if you know anything about planes you'll find this funny)

Greyhound: a very short skirt, only an inch from the hare.

(these canines are impossible to get wet,they're so speedy that the moisture is blown off them)

Monkey bath: a bath so hot, that when lowering yourself in, you go: 'Oo! Oo! Aa! Aa!

(now that's a great joke....make sure the nympho reads this)

Mystery bus: the bus that arrives at the pub on Friday night while you're in the toilet after your 10th pint and whisks away all the unattractive people so the pub is suddenly packed with stunners when you come back in.

(Im sure we can all say we believe in this)

Tart fuel: bottled premixed spirits, regularly consumed by young women.

(Im sure we've all been there,done that,de je vu)

hope you enjoyed...

LLAHI IS A NYMPHO just incase anyone was wondering...

I just wont tell

Tracing circles along my back,

I lean in closer,

My mind goes black....

Fingers tangled in my hair,

I steal a kiss,

I wont tell where...

Breathing heavily,

As he holds my hips,

I conceal it cleverly,

By doing something with my lips...

Vise like grip upon my hands,

I release a moan without demands,

He's gone ahead and made me pleased,

He holds me tight and stands with ease...

Here it comes,

What you've waited to hear,

But here's the thing,the awful sting

I'm just here to jeer.....

I just wont tell! =D

LLAHI'S A NYMPHO (from now on I'm just gonna write that)

I really need a chill pill,

I'm actually feeling quite ill,

Insomnia stopped by Advil??

Nope, the ease just wont kill.

I cant seem to close them,

My eyes have been condemned,

To remain wide past the P.M,

I'm only graced with tears pouring from them.

Sick of all the stress,

I can feel my conscious press,

Its demanding the truth and no less,

What shocking news you all will digest.

just remember.

Holding onto frayed rope

Tied loosely, there goes hope.

Feel uptight and roughened up,

Lying dormant; nervous I’ll erupt.

Quick! Twist the cord,

Life is always fun abroad.

The rope is weak,

Love I’ll always seek.

Don’t forget me,

Or ties will break surely.

ONE WORD

EVIL!

Your face is covered my Ashen lady

An army of smoke is smeared over your body

It moves along you, across every aspect

Your light still shines but no shape will emerge

Your face is covered my Ashen lady

You cannot open my eyes

I know you are up there

Because your frosty glow warms me

I can sense your presence but still remain blind my lady,

make the darkness go away.

I want to see you, facing me with your ancient stare.

(this of course was written on an evening that was bright, very bright indeed)

I felt happy.

she's awesome....she can make you feel so good about yourself in a matter of 3 seconds splurging out words that probably dont make sense to the normal faculty... she laughs and laughs and laughs at things that would never appear funny but instantly are 'coz she found some way of looking at it which would make you lose all sense of logic and join in with her sweet hysteria...she cares but at the same time knows when to just forget she's nice and go ape on you...though i dont think there has ever been a moment where she lost it with me...we just click!

She does get sad but never think she'll abandon you for her own matters because its you first always!!!its impossible not to defend her if someone thinks she's a lil kooky...dammit...she has every right to be...considering her options of being a moron or a nerd(though i have nothing against these people they still are annoying to be around)

she gets sleepy and starts mumbling the weirdest things...she gets hungry...ALOT and its so cute to see her fight for food....she wants a bloody dog and gets moody about it when she refused one...

she's faithful,loyal,honest,joyful and again freakin hungry

i love her

she's my best friend

SMELL FUNNY???

lets start off this thing with something weird about me...happy new year now read!!!!!!!!

Ever thought you had a talent that no one else had?
lets just say my nose is gifted with the overly tuned sense of smell...and i hate it...ask Inez...i really cant bare some smells...i wish i could remove this all together because funnily enough it comes to a point where i can identify a type of person be it mother or boy...by the getting a whiff of their pee...yup VERY gross...but also very true!!!its as if I'm a blood hound searching for some asparagus!!!!!!!!!!!GAH
I know though that if i lost my sense of smell...i would be very sad...because call it cliche i love the smell of roses...red in particular(because ostensibly a colour goes with smell of course)the darker the better, give one a sniff and see if the sweetness climbs up your nose(sniff it more intensely this time) and see if a tingle between the eyes occurs for wonderful little chemicals rush up your nose...as if setting yourself ablaze and filling your head with happiness. roses are adored on my part for that.
oh yes and rain, one could never forget rain, how it unleashes the fragrance of the earth as it falls upon the ground. its heavy on the nose and makes you close you eyes to take it in...somewhere in all of that you can feel the vapour carry the scent of vegetation being watered and its hot, hot because the steam off the earth is wafting in up there and its sandy, you can almost feel the grains fly up your nose... rain in Africa makes me remember we're all warm with energy...i wonder what cold rain feels like??? =)

one must never forget the smell of food,be it bubblegum or a roast or even some fridge pizza...every time you smell food, yes your instincts kick in...IT'S TIME TO FEED!
your mouth waters as it should and it pleads for the nose to carry one, one sniff, two sniff, three sniff MORE! do you know you actually are breathing some of that food in...ah how amazing smell is!

even with the foul smells of this world, the ones that damage us and send us cringing; hurt us by just existing and make us wish we hadn't ventured so far...remember...there is always a silver lining and I'm happy i have such a lovely ability of enhancing such pleasant things...get in tune with them...yes happy i am, happy indeed!