nazia_20
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This is for all the people who have trouble just being who they are.
Why do people think so negatively
what is it about themselves that they can't see
Why can't people be happy with themselves
why do they suffer in their own distorted hells
Can't they look at themselves and say I am beautiful
why do they have to pay society's heavy toll
Why is it that they can't say
what am I to do on such a glorious day
Do people really hurt them so much
that every word can be a painful punch
Would this hurt leave black and blue bruises on their face
would blood be all that they can taste
Or have they just lost all hope in their lives
the hope was cut away by their own tainted knives
Can it be that they don't see the good in living
although it could be like a quarrel with a sibling
Sometimes a day goes by just fine
and with your memories you freeze it in time
But sometimes a day can be just terrible
almost to the point of unbearable
You just have to see life for what it truely is
it's kind of like living in a giant pop quiz
Each day has its ups and downs
but you might not always have the next day to turn it around
So live each day like it's your last
don't get caught on an error of the past
Love yourself for who you are
and you'll see everything more clearly by far
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IM FLUENT IN:
(ARABIC)
(French)
(ENGLISH)
(SWAHILI)
(DUTCH)
OH YEAH AND SOMALI
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A poem for us....
I file my nails,
I sit down to pee.
And I can justify
any shopping spree.
Don't go to a barber,
but a beauty salon.
I can get a massage
without a hard-on.
I can balance the checkbook,
I can pump my own gas.
I can talk to my friends about the size of my ***
My beauty's a masterpiece,
and yes, it takes long.
At least I can admit,
to others when I'm wrong.
I don't drive in circles,
at any cost.
And I don't have a problem,
admitting I'm lost.
I never forget,
an important date.
You just gotta deal with it,
I'm usually late.
I don't watch movies,
with lots of gore.
Don't need instant replay,
to remember the score.
I won't lose my hair,
I don't get jock itch.
and cause I'm assertive don't call me a b!tch
Don't say to your friends,
Oh yeah, I can get her.
In your dreams, my dear,
I can do better!
Flowers are okay,
But jewelry's best.
Look at me you ***** ...
Not at my chest????
I don't have a problem,
With Expressing my feelings.
I know when you're lying,
You look at the ceiling.
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Soccer Blonde
A blonde began a job as an elementary school counselor and she was eager to help. One day during recess she noticed a girl standing by herself on one side of a playing field while the rest of the kids enjoyed a game of soccer at the other.
The blonde approached and asked if she was all right.
The girl said she was.
A little while later, however, Sandy noticed the girl was in the same spot, still by herself. Approaching again, Sandy offered, "Would you like me to be your friend?"
The girl hesitated, then said, "Okay," looking at the woman suspiciously.
Feeling she was making progress, the blonde then asked, "Why are you standing here all alone?"
"Because," the little girl said with great exasperation, "I'm the goalie!"
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A blonde, a brunette and a redhead are stuck on an island.
One day, the three of them are walking along the beach and discover a magic lamp. They rub and rub, and sure enough, out pops a genie.
The genie says, "Since I can only grant three wishes, you may each have one."
The brunette says, "I've been stuck here for years. I miss my family, my husband, and my life. I just want to go home."
POOF! The brunette gets her wish and she is returned to her family.
Then, the red head says, "I've been stuck here for years as well. I miss my family, my husband, and my life. I wish I could go home too."
POOF! The redhead gets her wish and she is returned to her family.
The blonde starts crying uncontrollably.
The genie asks, "My dear, what's the matter?"
The blonde whimpers, "I wish my friends were still here."
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A woman got on a bus holding a baby. The bus driver looked at the child and blurted out, "That`s the ugliest baby I've ever seen!"
Infuriated, the woman slammed her fare into the fare box and took an aisle seat near the rear of the bus. The man seated next to her sensed that she was agitated and asked her what was wrong.
"The bus driver insulted me," she fumed.
The man sympathized and said, "Why, he shouldn't say things to insult passengers. He could be fired for that."
"You're right," she said. "I think I'll go back up there and give him a piece of my mind!"
"That's a good idea," the man said. "Here, let me hold your monkey."
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THE GREATEST GIFT
Each one of us is special
No matter who we are
we may not stand out in a crowd
or be a famous star.
We may be young, we may be old,
We may be rich we may be poor
But we all have our niche in life
of that you may be sure.
Some are clever with there hands
Creating works of art,
others make sweet music
Which flows freely from the heart.
Perhaps some feel their usefulness
has hit the old brick wall,
But the quality to listen
Is the greatest gift of all
Jm Martin
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THIS IS A POEM ABOUT THE FRIENDSHIP PPL CAN GET FROM OTHERS THROUGH A COMPUTER
What You Mean To Me
by NAZIA
I never came here looking for a single soul.
But now that I found you I want you to know
I had forgotten how to smile, how to laugh, how to be me
I had forgotten the sweet pleasure of a heart filled with glee.
I was intoxicated with life... work and family
Never stopping for fun... it just wasn't there you see.
Since I have found you... it's been a complete turn around
I smile and laugh again... not much gets me down.
I get excited when I see you on ICQ
Wondering what it is today we will do...
Chatting, laughing and the games we play
You make my every day.
It seems so silly on just a machine
How someone can reach you... become your everything.
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ASALAMU CALEYKUM FELLOW NOMADS.
I JUST WANTED TO EXPRESS MY FEELINGS ABOUT GUN CRIMES IN SOCIETY TODAY.
i WAS BROWSING THE NET WHEN I CAME ACROSS AN ARTICLE ABOUT GUN SHOTS HEARD IN A SOMALI RAVE IN LONDON. AND I WAS DEEPLY SHOCKED BY THIS AS i HAVE LOST ALOT OF FAMILY MEMBERS IN SOMALIA WHO HAVE BEEN SHOT DOWN. AND NOW SOMALIANS ARE TAKING THEIR GUNS WITH THEM TO THE WESTERN WORLD WHERE WE ALL SEEKED REFUGE. I HAVE A POEM ABOUT IT.
Nice warm summer days,
filled with laughter and childish ways.
Life as we know it is sweet,
with the play of children at our feet.
As the day goes and night nears,
we are forced again to put on our fears.
Streets where children once were found,
are now but an evening battleground.
Into houses stray bullets fly,
where families cry and watch loved ones die.
As day approaches and night ends,
the streets are filled again with one less friend
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Hear about the blonde that got an AM radio?
It took her a month to realize she could play it at night.
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What did the blonde say when she saw the sign in front of the YMCA?
"Look! they spelled MACY'S wrong.
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How do you make a blonde laugh on Saturday?
Tell her a joke on Wednesday.
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What do you call a brunette standing between two blondes? An interpreter
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How can you tell when a blonde has been using your computer? There will be
whiteout on the screen.
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A blonde was complaining to her friend about constantly
being called a dumb blonde. Her friend tells her "go do
something to prove them wrong! Why don't you learn all
the state capitals or something?" The blonde thinks this is
a great idea, and locks herself up for two weeks studying.
The next party she goes to, some guy is making dumb
blonde comments to her. She gets all indignant and claims,
"I'm NOT a dumb blonde. In fact, I can name ALL the state
capitals!"
The guy doesn't believe her, so she dares him to test her.
He says "Okay, what's the Capital of Montana?"
The blonde tosses her hair in triumph and says, "That's easy!
It's M!".
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There was a blonde and a brunette in an elevator one day, and all of sudden
they both noticed that a really hot guy just entered the elevator. But as they
both looked at the back of his head, they noticed that he had dandruff.
So right after he left the elevator, the brunette turns to the blonde and says
jokingly, "That guy needs Head & Shoulders!" and the blonde replys by saying
"How do you give shoulders?"!!.
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He asked me out on our first date
The excitement was intense
As we faced each other in the car
He seemed a little tense.
I think I made him nervous
He had a silly grin
His leg was shaking just a bit
I got beneath his skin.
I couldn't see why he would be
So anxious with me there
I sidled up against him
And fondled with his hair.
His breathing it was shallow
Some sweat dripped from his brow
My hand ran up his leg a little
I think I heard him growl.
It was so good to see him
I thought he would be too
But his pulse it was a racin'
I think he's got the flu!
I put my arms around him
And pressed myself up close
Just to give him comfort
But he's almost comatose!
His breathing's coming heavy
I'd better call the doc
When I massaged both his shoulders
His heart it nearly stopped.
I kissed him on the cheek
And told him he'd be fine
I pressed his head against my breast
His knees did double time.
It didn't matter what I did
To try to make him better
I stroked, I kissed, I fondled
He just got hotter and hotter.
Well as I tended for him
And tried to quell his fire
The doc said not to worry
It's a thing that's called desire.
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A man is almost about to die
As he lay on his deathbed, the man confided to his wife, "I cannot die without telling you the truth. I cheated on you throughout our whole marriage. All those nights when I told you I was working late, I was with other women. And not just one woman either, but I've slept with dozens of them."
His wife looked at him calmly and said, "Why do you think I gave you the poison?"
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We sit and we type, and we stare at our screens
We all have to wonder, what this possibly means.
With our mouse we roam, through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone, as we sit in a daze.
We chat with each other, we type all our woes
Small groups we do form, and gang up on our foes.
We wait for somebody, to type out our name
We want recognition, but it is always the same.
We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes flirt
In PMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt.
We do form friendships - but - why we don't know
But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow.
Why is it on screen, we can be so bold
Telling our secrets, that have never been told.
Why is it we share, the thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see, as though we were blind.
The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell.
We all have our problems, and need someone to tell.
We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must
So we turn to the 'puter, and to those we can trust.
Even though it is crazy, the truth still remains
They are Friends Without Faces, and odd little names.
faces"
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A white man, a black man and an Arab were standing around bragging about the size of their families.
The white man boasted, "I have 4 boys and my wife is expecting another. Five boys... I will have a basketball team!"
The black man, not to be outdone, said, "That's nothing! I have 10 boys now, and my wife is pregnant with another son -- that will make 11... I will have a football team!!"
The Arab, looked at both of them and screamed out, "You both should be ashamed of yourselves! I have 17 wives... One more and I will have a golf course!!!"
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Once a blonde went to the library to get a book. A few days later, she returns and says to librarian at the counter, "This book was very boring. It had too many characters and too many numbers, so i would like to return it."
The librarian says to the other librarian, "So here is the person who took our phone book!"
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An Englishman, a Irishman and a Scotsman were in a pub, talking about their sons.
"My son was born on St George's Day" commented the Englishman "So we obviously decided to called him George".
"That's a real coincidence", remarked the Scot, "My son was born on St Andrew's Day, so obviously we decided to call him Andrew"
"That's incredible, what a coincidence," said the Irishman, " Exactly the same thing happened with my son , Pancake"
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I love the way you make me laugh, the way you make me smile,
The way you hold me close to you, and kiss me for a while
I love you the way you support me, even if you disagree,
You never turn your back on me, you’re always there for me
I love the way you look at me, it makes my knees weak, The love and the glow in your eyes, makes it hard for me to speak
I love the way you love how I am, how I shouldn’t loose a pound,
I’m so lucky to have you, you’re the best guy around
I love the way your protective, it shows me that you care,
Without you around to protect me, life would be unfair
I love the way we can sit around, and not say a thing,
We have a special bond, who knows what the future will bring
I love the way we are different people, our likes are not the same, Some of the things that I like, you probably think is lame
I love the way you cheer me up, especially when I’m sad,
And even when we get in fights, we never stay mad
I love the way we fall asleep, holding each other tight,
With you being apart of my life, everything seams so right
I love the way you love me, and the love that we share,
I know this love is true, and nothing can ever compare
I love the way we love each other, and the time we spend together,
I never want to loose you, I want to love you forever.
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HE BROKE MY HEART IN BROAD DAYLIGHT
as i stared as she stood by him
i may have been young back then
but i knew i had feelings for him
The love I had for you cannot be measured
nor can it be weighed
the time I Spent with you cannot be counted
by the hours or by the days
No words can express
the emptiness i feel inside
no touch can ease the pain
or wipe the tears i cry
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this is just somthing i wrote about my first love!
when i was just 17 years old.
Somaliland's Historicity And The Periplus Of The Red Sea
in Politics
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CORRECTION "LAS ANOD" IS NOT PART OF SOMALILAND
This Message is Not To offend anyone or open for a political dispute just making a correction on the map you supplied