Wednesday, January 30, 2008

Taylor Swift- Invisible

She can't see the way your eyes, Will light up when you smile
She’ll never notice how you stop and stare
Whenever she walks by
And you can't see me wanting you the way you want her
But you are everything to me
And I just want to show you
She don't even know you
She’s never gonna love you like I want to
And you just see right through me
But if you only knew me
We could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable
Instead of just invisible
There's a fire inside of you
That can't help but shine through
She’s never going to see the light
No matter what you do
And all I think about is how to make you think of me
And everything that we could be
And I just want to show you
She don't even know you
She’s never gonna love you like I want to
And you just see right through me
But if you only knew me we could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable
Instead of just invisible
Like shadows in the faded light
Oh, we’re invisible
I just wanna open your eyes and make you realize
I just want to show you
She don't even know you
Baby let me love you, let me want you
You just see right through me
But if you only knew me we could be a beautiful miracle unbelievable
Instead of just invisible
Oh, yeah She can’t see the way your eyes
Light up when you smile

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

I fell, I loved, I lost, I broke

Maybe if you knew the way I felt
How every time I see you my heart melts
My heartbeat speaks your name with such endearing happiness
My life seems to be stuck in a major dramatic crisis
We started out as good friends
I guess stupid crushes from time to time end
Was I childish, gullible, ignorant or perhaps even foolish?
To all girls in love never rely on a simple from the heart wish
These things are dim-witted make smart people dumb
Never fall for the smart sweet, funny and handsome
They are the ones that hurt you the most
Make you leave your body just like a ghost
There is nothing left of me now but a hallow shell
This empty feeling is worst than hell
Leave me here alone to evaporate
My breathing slowing to a halt as I suffocate
Perhaps this is how it were meant to be
This remarkable love we could have had, if only you could see
I fell, I loved, I lost ,I broke

By Wajiha

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Media


You have no right to tell me
How I should look
How I should act
How I should dress
How I should behave
How I should walk
How I should talk
You have no right to tell me
Who I should be with
Who I should judge
Who my friends should be
Who I should love
Who I should hate
Who I can trust
You have no right to tell me
You don’t even know me
You are no idol of mine
You are the corrupter of minds
You are the danger we face everyday
You are what we should be most afraid of
You are ... the media
By Wajiha

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Forever in your eyes is where my soul resides.

A life without you is like a life without oxygen

My heart is a delicate crytal, play with it and it'll shatter into a million pieces

I'm trying to grip each precious moment spent with you, it feels like grains of sand which seem to be gently slipping away

You're all I want your all I need you're everything

Somewhere between all our laughs, long talks, stupid little fights and all our jokes i fell for you

Never regret something that once made you smile

For when love is lost, everythin has been gained

To lose you is to lose my heartbeat

Forever in your eyes is where my soul resides

By Wajiha

Dreams...

Dreams are the reality we keep denying

Dreams are visions of truth no one believes

Dreams are true information interpretted as false

If you could have someone in your dream, you cannot have them in reality

A love in a dream is a a fantasy in reality

Dreams are a portal to everything we cannot have

By Wajiha

Live to the fullest

Life should be lived unconventially
Not simple and decently
Do somethin ludricrous, exciting or daring
Like sharing, comparing, declaring or unsparing
Live life for you, forget the rest
Do what you want and make it the best
The norms, reforms and tranforms
Make the feelings inside nice and warm
Take back what's yours
Push open all the closed doors

By Wajiha

Love...

Love is me not being able to live without you
Love is a theory made up by a bunch of fools
Love does not exist, lust does
Love cant break bonds but can break your heart and crush you into pieces
Love is a term created by society to label to people who care about one another

Different views of love does it really exist...?

By Wajiha

You

I'm regretful for all the things we said that were untrue.
I'm bitter when I cant talk to you.
I'm peaceful when you tell me your views.
I'm grateful to God that you threw me a look.
I'm so in love with you I could write a book.
With these emotions i guarantee you my heart.
For as long as its possible nothing could keep us apart.

By Wajiha

Profanity these days

In our everyday life it seems that all we see on T.V or listein to on the radio in terms of music have very vuluptuous women in them. They all look very sultry, smoldering and sexy. Giving the rest of us women a bad name. They make all women want to unleash their "inner vixen" just so we could atleast try and compete with these pathetic beauties, no one gives two cents to simple "clean" girls anymore. All guys who watch these nifty videos, watch these sumptuous women and get very flabergastic ovet ther, and when you tell them to stop watching these videos they get all masochistic on you. I was remenicing the other day about how "clean" T.V used to be when we were younger. None of this profanity and half-naked ladies dancing around inappropriately ever occured. I guess times have changed, but it seems the place of a woman has remained the same, as an object.

By Wajiha

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Goodbye

You are leaving
My breath won't stop heaving
Your eyes gentle and kind
I can't get you of my mind
Your angelic face filled with treasures
beauty beyond worldy pleasures
Your breath is like an ocean's breeze
Which I desire to seize
Nothing could stop the feelings inside
With certain rules i must abide
Tears devour my face as you walk away
My heart and soul become astray
How my eyes wish to see you once more
How those memories I have stored
You'll always be in my heart
Even though we are so far apart
My yearning will eventually hault
The hole in my heart like an empty vault
A simple word bye is so hard to say
I cry here as I lay
Good bye my friend good bye my lover
What we had will remain forever


By Wajiha

You never existed

Now that you're gone
My weak heart seems to be torn
I don't know what to think, what to do
All I can remember is you
Your grasping and attractive face
Now there seems to be too much space
I feel like I cant breathe
All I want to do is plead
To know that I won't see you again
I'm going to try my best and pretend
The time I spent with you will be treasured in my memory
For everything that went wrong, I'm sorry
It feels like there is nothing left
I'm going to do my best and forget
My wandering thoughts I can't control
and I'm doing my best in trying to be bold
You're on my mind night and day
If only you would be willing to stay
Words don't mean anything anymore
My heart seems empty at the very core
I need to stop, I need to forget you
If only it were that easy to do
The last time we touched
IT felt like heaven on earth
Your gentle arms wrapped around me like a blanket
Once again you stole my heart just like a bandit
My heart skipped a beat
as I accepted defeat
Your sweet subtle scent
I knew what this all meant
If I knew I could stop you I would have insisted
but now I have to pretend you never existed

By Wajiha

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Words Unspoken Forever...



The soulless and demeaning life I have lived has had many turns for the worst. The thing I most crave and yearn for is to speak hostile to the words that mean nothing to some and everything to others. I desire to burst out of this merciless, defective, remorseful and putrid place we call home. This deceiving world that teaches how to be narcissistic and self centered where no one cares for one another but only themselves. We are taught to deceive everyone around us, put on an act for all of our lives as if we are nothing but puppets and who pulls the strings nobody knows. How I wish to speak but yet my emotionless and withered lips don’t seem to move. Will anyone ever let me speak this harsh full and “corrupted” language? Will I forever remain subdued and restrained? How long will my voice go unheard and in vain? How long will I have to endure this excruciating pain for which I want nothing to do with? I want some tranquility, some stillness and a soft hushed voice to tell me it will all be over soon....

By Wajiha

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Quotes to live by

Only a life lived for others is a life worthwhile-Albert Einstein

Because I have loved life, I shall have no sorrow to die.- Amelia Burr

Our lives are like a candle in the wind.- Carl Sandburg

The life I touch for good or ill will touch another life, and that in turn another, until who knows where the trembling stops or in what far place my touch will be felt.-Frederick Buechner


Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Operation Strip Tease


While killing time at a fashion show before his mission at the White House, The Russian man wanders off behind the scenes and starts chatting up one of the models (Catholic mother). Unable to control himself, he spills the beans to the model who, knowing her catholic duty, calls the police.“911, what is your emergency?”“I’m calling to report a Russian…”A short boy, resembling a toddler crawled onto the table, reached with his dumpy hands, and put the phone down for her.“Vyu can’t dzoo zat, zis not a goud idea,” the toddler whispers with the voice of a 47 year old.“Why is your voice so…manly? What a little miracle you are. Oh Jesus. Oh Jesus Jesus Jesus…She does the sign of the cross with her skinny fingers. Jesus.“It is my rightful duty, as a regular church attendee to do this. It is God’s orders,” she explains in a monotone voice.“Zi should tell zyu sthat I’m an undurcover 15 year old…and zyour babies’ faaja;” he declares like he was Darth Vadar, “All six zof zem.”With a puzzled face she utters the words: “No. You are not. Not my six miracles from the Lord Jesus Christ. I do not remember doing you,” she exclaims…with boredom. “The Lord would punish me.”She falls onto her boney knees, almost breaking them, and goes into prayer with her palms facing the Lord’s home: “I believe in God, the Father Almighty, the Creator of Heaven and Earth and in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord who…”“Zjot it. Zyu Amerdicans zounds like my dog, Lazzie,” he yells. “And by zee way, we did it in zee back…of the church.”The skinny woman gasps.“My muhzer back in Raasha zays zat prayer every time she zees me. I always vwondered vwhy,” he says with a confused look on his face.“But zat iz not nwhy I am here,” he states boldly while glancing at his watch. 3 pm.“In half an hour, Jeorge Daab-ah-zuu Bush zis holding a fourz of July party at zee Vwhite House. It iz my duty to explode out of zee cake…naked. Zit iz a gift from Raasha. It meanz ‘we hate zyou’. I’m going to be…aztrippar. I need zyour help. Jow me how to walk zee runway.

By Jean and Wajiha

Thursday, September 13, 2007

The flabertastic football game

Today is the day , all the wags and i are getting ready to go support our husbands and boyfriends in the biggest football game of the century. We were jumping the couch in the morning as if we had never been to a game in our lives. We were sweet hearting our husbands away so they would be in a good mood. We got to the field in the afternoon and were ready to go with the shitsheets of the other team. Our husbands were slobber knocking away and no one got up the anothers nose thankfully. In the end it was a spinky game we were proud to say we won with dignity.

By Wajiha

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

A good friend's advice

Blimey, are you completely bonkers mate? That bloke seems daft to me, you two seem like a match made in heaven, innit?

By Wajiha