he ran away from his unborn child,he thought in his mind he was too young to raise a young child,couse he also was a child.
All he wanted was to be free,young and wild.
As he took two steps back he felt relief,then he believed he could leave,so he left with his believe.

Runing away was like runing to jail he knew not.
Planing to go in drunkiness and in revery that two he knew not.

The mind kept spreading more lies to the morning  bread he eated,he was just too weak so his heart was defeated.The unborn child forgotten.The weeping girl weeped and whipe hear tears,but his memory remaind,a picture of him that can never be ereased,that each and every thought of the child evoked the unbearable feelings,the bast of fury flames touring her mind,shouts encrepted in the her heart,on the bed twisting n turning,wakin and sleeping but still she found no rest,internaly bleeding,emotional abused by his pictures

then she thought
thought that abortion might be the solution to the situation that she is in.

....................terrorism......................
I Opened my window and peeped through.
Heard the loud panicked voice of screams.
Just I saw the world of dreams.
People were shouting'crying'runing here and there.
Destructions and dreadful scenes seemed everywhere.
Streets were covered with huge blood.
Just like I lost in terrific flood.
Dark smoke raised over the sky.
War jets and gaints were so high.
When i glanced all the round.
And didn't believe what I found.
Street lights were broken and dim.
Everywhere laid down the corpses of muslim.
Muslim children and muslim babies.
Their white shrouds turned into red.
War jets bombed,killed,left crippled & then briskly fled.
Only innocent people were on their list.
People were wraping them and taking away by cist.
My eyes burst into tears.
By the thought of terrorism whom everybody fears.
The thousands of people are now lifeless.
And remained so helpless.
Taken away the poor children's future brightness.
with War,conflicts,disputes and violent fray.
Unjustly killed so many people also by slaughter and slay.
Everything for them is just like a game to play.
By the war demons everywhere,everybody is sad & depressed.
Why Only innocent people are being harassed & oppressed?
Violences and wars only left miseries and sorrow.
Nobody can imagin what will happen tomarrow.
that's such a big shame.
blaming only muslims and giving them terrorist name.
Why the Muslims are only labeled of terrorism and extremism?
Come and recognise the real face of terrorism.
In the name of religion why people usually fight?
open their eyes and turn them from darkness to light .
Terrorism has no place in Islamic religion.
It teaches the supreme wisdom with real vision.
I pray when will come in this world that day.
One person will unite the world and bring peace oneday..
.............
((((By shaffu))))
Alhamdulillah I am a muslim but not a terrorist.

Painfully aware, of all my peers
The pain, the pressure, creates real fears

Trying to escape so many eyes and ears
Over thinking so much, my mind is seared

Afraid of the judgment, so my voice has no sound
Dodging harsh eyes so MY eyes find the ground

This lingering emotion, I can not define
They say mind over matter, but I say matter over mind

I'm running from something, I jump into my dream
In that happy place, I can be exactly what I seem

I finally understand what this emotion must mean
Because I figured out what I'm running from...
ME

Look into my eyes.
Don't tell me you are fine.
I'd rather watch you break down and
Cry
Listen to you tell these ugly lies.

Let your words
Break into sobs
And let me watch as your once red tears
Turn clear.
Please tell me why you
Still do this to yourself.

Don't tell me what I want to hear.
Tell me why you break down.
Tell me what you feel
And the things you fear

Tell me how you got stuck
In this rut.
Let me listen
And don't think you're the burden
On my shoulder.

You should fear for youself
More than you do me.
You should be free
From these mosnters in your head.
But they keep dragging you down.

You need someone
But you keep running
Until you're all out of breath.
I'll try to help and try to understamd
But you'll just keep runing until your death

Where are you hiding?
You beautiful flower
I see flying bees runing in and out
So you must be around
Oh you little flower
i can smell you from here
but still can't find you

Where you are you hiding?
Left, right or might in the middle
Where in the garden to start
Gosh, i'm all shivering
This gets me excited to the neck
to step forward and have you

Stay there, don't go anywhere
Wait for me! Wait for me!
I'm so close

Oh, oh, oh! What's going there?
Shh! Quiet please
There is a sound coming
among the trees
I can hear my name
Is it you my honey?
There is a light waving
Is it you my shiny?
Let me see
Oh you little flower!
Yes, yes it is you!
I can finally see you!
I'm coming to have you

I wish every day was a Friday,
that seven-day repetition that
        I no your walking through
my door, no looking back...

Were here all night a 2.5 fraction
of a week where theres just me
             and you, just us....

Runing a 4.5 day missing you
    to a weekend of just us
through the minutes to hours
            to the where did this
                                    weekend go.

The alram sounds, then the race
             to the end of the weekned
starts,finishing as we count mistakes
     of days that we catch on to a friday.

Your here now, were sorry I missed you,
              but the weekend is ours..
  no leaving, were just us, me and you.

            I've missed more than just your body,
           missing your breath on me,
                but now were here in this moment,

long live every weekend when your next to me.

I walk away from the people farther and farther day after day
I run away from the things that will **** me
I sprint away from the cages that the people are holding
I walk many days no food no water
I run most days on and on
I sprint when I am in a desert but I will keep going

With ropes tied around my face and sweating all day
I know it will be worth something when I get to the end
Food water and a home all waiting for me at the end
I know many people want me I just can’t find them
Even when there is no shelter from storms I walk
Because I know I will get there soon I keep going

Some nights I wonder what I was thinking of
Runing away from all I ever knew
Waiting all day for the night to come
But dreding the night when it comes
Sleeping only once every three days
Hoping I willl make it there I keep going

ITS ALMOST AS IF UR MY DARK KNIGHT

AND MAYBE UR THE ONE TO SWEEP ME OFF MY FEET

AND MAYBE DEEP DOWN INSIDE IVE ALWAYS KNOWN IT COULD BE

MAYBE IM STEADY JUST 2 STUCK ON THE FACT THAT I CAN GET SO COMFORTABLE

IN YA ARMS

PROTECTED BY A STRONG

KNIGHT WITH A BRIGHT SHINY ARMER

AND AS THE STARS REFLECT IN UR EYES I JUMP UP 2 THE SKY

WANTING 2 SEE HOW IT LOOKS EACH AND EVERYTIME

ALWAYS KNOWN U

BUT I NEVER TOOK THE TIME 2 GET 2 KNOW U

AND ITS STRANGE HOW YOU CAN SIT ME ON YOUR HORSE

AND TAKE ME AWAY INTO MY DREAMS

FEELING FEELINGS I WOULD HAVE NEVER THOUGHT

AND KNOWING EXACTLY WHAT THEY MEAN

SO I JUST SIT BEHIND U

RUNNING  INTO A FAIRYTALE

AN ENCHANTED LAND

BYING PASS ALL THE SANDS THAT ARE QUICK

FASTER AND FASTER AND FASTER WE GO

DUCKING AND DODGING THE GHOST OF THE PATHS

I GRAB U CLOSER 2 ME

THE WIND BLOWS VICIOUSLY  

BUT I CAN STILL FEEL EACH AND EVERY INCH

OF UR BODY HEAT

JUST 2 HOLD U AND CLOSE MY EYES

PURE ******

THE WIND CONTINUES 2 BLOW

AND THE LEAVES STILL AT FLUTTER

U STOP.... AND KISS MY FOREHEAD

SO I STAND AND ALLOW U 2 DO IT

AND IT ALL FEELS LIKE A TRICK

BUT WHAT IT REALLY IS...

ITS JUST THE SIMPLE FACT THAT MY

FOREHEAD IS NOT USED TO THIS

NEVER HAVE I EVER BEEN TOUCHED SO GENTLY

GOT ME ALL TWISTED MENTALLY

SHOULD OF BEEN TREATED THIS WAY ORIGINALLY

DAM  SO MANY THOUGHTS RUNING SWIFTLY

AROUND MY HEAD

MY STOMACH ONCE RUMMBLED OF HUNGRY

BUT HOW ARE U SUPPOST TO FEEL ONCE IT GETS FEED?

IM BEAUTIFUL U SAY

AND I WISH THAT AT THAT MOMENT I WAS ABLE TO THINK FAST ENOUGH 2 SAY U 2

AND IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE

I LOST U

.

I went to the airport today , as my mom was traveling I was there my sister ,my father and we kept doing our goodbyes as my father expressed how much he will miss her about 10 times .. even though she's coming back in a week.
While I was sitting there a man caught my eye he was with a lady a smaller asian lady , she was dressed very simply looks like she doesn't have much, her hair was messy .. she doesn't seem to care about how she looks , he was pushing her from her hand joint and not her actual hand .. his grip firm .. like she was a stray dog and he was containing her from runing wild . He was dressed more decently and he seemed from the gulf and he  seemed like he wanted to get this over with .. he kept pushing her as my eyes involuntarily followed their every move he had a passport in his hand seemed hers and a small bag .. no luggage.
I saw her passing throught the    checkpoints and I lost them for a while Finally it was time to leave my mom at the check point where only the travelers can pass .. that's when I saw that lady again and the security was behind her again guiding her like a stray puppy to the man who happened to be next to me .. the security handed her over to the man who didn't seem so happy to see her again as the security said " the captin won't allow her on his flight like this, she needs to wake up from whatever she's in" ... that's when I lost them again as my mother was waving to us the final wave I got occupied by waving back and then watched her leave .finally we decided to leave the airport and for the last time I found the lady agian sitting alone starring into the ground her head waving back and forth like her neck was not strong enough to hold her head .. as I saw the man leaving the airport door with a key in his hand .. he left the bag and passport with her and left .. and we left too
But she stayed there
Unaware and rejected
lost but no one was searching

I don't have any selfcontrol
The harder I want it
The more I need it

The more I wait for it
The more I seem to need it

I was hoping that you'd see it
Help me get it off
But it's underneath my skin

The more the need rises
The more I lose myself

Remember lying in the sand
Feeling the sun our faces
The force runing through you and I

The memories of that day are faiding
But what stays with me
Is the need I feel for you

Needing you and I

Needing and not resiving

I guess I'll keep on needing you
But you'll leave me needy and raw

Can't keep up
Sleep passes by
Haunted by the forest
Little pieces of sky
Land softly on the stars
Branches caress
Dead fauns
A restless wilderness
The janitor works late
Cleaning up the mess
All thats left
Are flower petals
Forbidden by men
Runing the way
It was meant to be
Seven long days
And nothing has
Been accomplished
Deemed special
Better than the rest
The bears and foxes
The seals and dolphins
Running from saws
Caught in a web of chants
They are brought to
A place
Covered in paste
Its beautiful,
Peaceful and rich
From the clouds
People look on
Rest with the intention
Of never awakening
Forced gods breath
Just in case of fire
We wait for the sun
Under the canopy of
Gas and waste
My own thoughts
No one else would think
They must become nothing
To be worth something
Scared and weak
Everyone is something
Who was born of another
Gospels sing praise of
Thankfulness
Who woulda thunk
We'd be so stupid
Building ground over
Our used consumption
Sometimes i sit
And think
And write
And lose myself
In the reality of everything
But what everyone knows
Is accepted without question.

To you, who has read this, i thank you.
You are very patient.
Lol.

Puzzles, now these i like,
to figure out another's makes me feel wise,
but in the presence of knowlegde and all that is good,
i have only to know all is well.

When my hands feel tied,
and my minds runing around a closed room,
I realise the task in being still.
The budhist are onto sometime with all that humming
peace is a quietness, a loud silence.
A hidden treasure, a puzzle within a puzzle within a puzzle within a puzzle