Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
I Thought You Were The One
I thought you were the one
that would make my life complete
oh how wrong was I
you just brought me misery.
I loved you a lot and all you did was hurt me
I was always there for you
I don't know what went wrong
but you really left me with an aching heart.
I trusted you and all you did was cheat
you went out with another friend and
had a blast laughing at me.
I cried a million times for you
I did everything I could to be with you
but no matter how hard I fought
this was a battle to lose.
Everybody knew about you and all your lies
everybody wondered how stupid was I
I wasn't stupid I was in love
In love with a monster that didn't treat me right.
I didn't deserve this that's why it had to end
Guess it's my own fault for being so dumb
Guess it's my own fault for being so dumb
Sorry to say that whatever you do will haunt you back
I'll move on and find someone great
I'll move on and find someone great
Friday, September 28, 2012
The Impossible Dream!!
وتَخشـى على قلبهـا كثيـراً
فَصنعـت من نَسج خيـالهـا بَطـل !
صعب الحـصول عليـه
تَخيلتـه كـأحد أبـطال الروايـات
يفعـل المستحيل ويَتحـدى الجميـع
سَمعتـه كثيـراً يتحدث إليهـا
ويَتغـزل بفستـانها الجديد
يَفرح إن فرحـت
يمـكُث بجوارهـا إن حَزنـت
وأغلَقـت قلبهـا علـيه وتعايشـت مع ظلـه
ومـا زالت تنتظـر خـروج هذا البطـل !
هـل سيُصبـح حقيقيـاً !!
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
A Message from a Woman
( رساله من امراة)
حين كنت أتمزق غيرة عليك منهن.. لم أكن امرأة قبيحة ….
لكني كنت أميرة تأبى أن تُشاركها جواريها بك !
وحين كنت أستتر عند محادثتك ..وأغلق الأبواب..
لم أكن امرأة ( لعوب ).. وأختفي عن الإنظار ! ....
حين كنت أتمزق غيرة عليك منهن.. لم أكن امرأة قبيحة ….
لكني كنت أميرة تأبى أن تُشاركها جواريها بك !
وحين كنت أستتر عند محادثتك ..وأغلق الأبواب..
لم أكن امرأة ( لعوب ).. وأختفي عن الإنظار ! ....
لكني كنت أمارس حقي كإنسانة في الفرح!
وحين كنت أرسل رسائلي في ليالي الحنين إليك
لم أكن امرأة بلا ثمن ورخيصه….
لكني كنت أفضل الفرار إليك منك على الفرار منك لسواك !
وحين كنت أجادلك وأماطلك في اللقاء..
لم أكن امرأة عابثة ..
لكن فقدانك كان يُرعبني ..
فكنت أحاول الإحتفاظ بك في حياتي أطول فترة من العمر !
ورب السموات والأرض
لم تكن شيئا عابراً في حياتي ..
فلو كنت في حياتي شيئاً عابراً !
ماهمني فرحك .. ولا راعني حزنك
وحين كنت أرسل رسائلي في ليالي الحنين إليك
لم أكن امرأة بلا ثمن ورخيصه….
لكني كنت أفضل الفرار إليك منك على الفرار منك لسواك !
وحين كنت أجادلك وأماطلك في اللقاء..
لم أكن امرأة عابثة ..
لكن فقدانك كان يُرعبني ..
فكنت أحاول الإحتفاظ بك في حياتي أطول فترة من العمر !
ورب السموات والأرض
لم تكن شيئا عابراً في حياتي ..
فلو كنت في حياتي شيئاً عابراً !
ماهمني فرحك .. ولا راعني حزنك
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
A Story of True Love
One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love.
But the guy came from a poor family.
The girl’s parents weren’t too happy.
So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well.
In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of their daughter’s hand.
But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year.
The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged.
They agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married.
But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a head-on collision.
When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying.
Immediately, she knew there was something wrong.
She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her face muscles was
damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw herself in the mirror.
“Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also covered with so many ugly wounds.
Right there and then, she decided to release her fiancé from their promise.
She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and never see him again.
For one year, the soldier wrote many letters but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her many times but she
wouldn’t return her calls.
But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the war.”
The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!”
The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation.
The girl’s heart sank. She knew she still loved him—but she had to forget him now.
With great sadness, she opened the wedding invitation.
And then she saw her name on it!
Confused, she asked, “What is this?”
That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside her and asked, “Will you marry me?”
The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!”
The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in love. You’re still as beautiful as ever.
Because I LOVE YOU!”
But the guy came from a poor family.
The girl’s parents weren’t too happy.
So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well.
In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of their daughter’s hand.
But there was another problem: The man was a soldier. Soon, war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year.
The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love, “Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged.
They agreed that when he got back in one year, they would get married.
But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a head-on collision.
When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying.
Immediately, she knew there was something wrong.
She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her face muscles was
damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw herself in the mirror.
“Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body was also covered with so many ugly wounds.
Right there and then, she decided to release her fiancé from their promise.
She knew he wouldn’t want her anymore. She would forget about him and never see him again.
For one year, the soldier wrote many letters but she wouldn’t answer. He phoned her many times but she
wouldn’t return her calls.
But after one year, the mother walked into her room and announced, “He’s back from the war.”
The girl shouted, “No! Please don’t tell him about me. Don’t tell him I’m here!”
The mother said, “He’s getting married,” and handed her a wedding invitation.
The girl’s heart sank. She knew she still loved him—but she had to forget him now.
With great sadness, she opened the wedding invitation.
And then she saw her name on it!
Confused, she asked, “What is this?”
That was when the young man entered her room with a bouquet of flowers. He knelt beside her and asked, “Will you marry me?”
The girl covered her face with her hands and said, “I’m ugly!”
The man said, “Without your permission, your mother sent me your photos. When I saw your photos, I realized that nothing has changed. You’re still the person I fell in love. You’re still as beautiful as ever.
Because I LOVE YOU!”
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Facts
حكم ومواعظ لا تنسى
لا يستطيع أحدٌ ركوب ظهرك .. إلا إذا كنت منحنياً.
لا تطعن في ذوق زوجتك .. فقد اختارتك أولاً
لا تجادل الأحمق .. فقد يخطئ الناس في التفريق بينكما .
من جار على صباه .. جارَتْ عليه شيخوخته.
المال خادمٌ جيد .. لكنه سيدٌ فاسد .
تاج القيصر لا يمكن أن يحميه من الصداع
أن تكون فردًا في جماعة الأسود .. خير لك من أن تكون قائدًا للنعاج .
لو أنك لا تصادق إلا إنسانًا لا عيب فيه .. لما صادَقْتَ نفسك أبدًا .
اللسان الطويــــل .. دلالة على اليد القصيرة .
ليس شجاعًا ذلك الكلب الذي ينبح على جثة الأسد .
عظَمة عقلك تخلق لك الحساد .. وعظَمة قلبك تخلق لك الأصدقاء .
لا تنظر إلى صغر الخطيئة .. ولكن انظر إلى عظم من عصيت
ثلاثة أصناف من البشر لا يستطيعون فهم المرأة : الأطفال , والشبان ,
والشيوخ !
يقول الرجل في المرأة ما يريد .. لكن المرأة تفعل في الرجل ما تريد !
إذا قدرتَ على عدوك .. فاجعل العفو عنه شكرًا للقدرة عليه
يوم العدل على الظالم .. أشد من يوم الجور على المظلوم
من دعا لظالمٍ بالبقاء.. فقد أحب أن يُعصى الله .
دقيقة الألم ساعة.. وساعة اللذة دقيقة
لا يستطيع أحدٌ ركوب ظهرك .. إلا إذا كنت منحنياً.
لا تطعن في ذوق زوجتك .. فقد اختارتك أولاً
لا تجادل الأحمق .. فقد يخطئ الناس في التفريق بينكما .
من جار على صباه .. جارَتْ عليه شيخوخته.
المال خادمٌ جيد .. لكنه سيدٌ فاسد .
تاج القيصر لا يمكن أن يحميه من الصداع
أن تكون فردًا في جماعة الأسود .. خير لك من أن تكون قائدًا للنعاج .
لو أنك لا تصادق إلا إنسانًا لا عيب فيه .. لما صادَقْتَ نفسك أبدًا .
اللسان الطويــــل .. دلالة على اليد القصيرة .
ليس شجاعًا ذلك الكلب الذي ينبح على جثة الأسد .
عظَمة عقلك تخلق لك الحساد .. وعظَمة قلبك تخلق لك الأصدقاء .
لا تنظر إلى صغر الخطيئة .. ولكن انظر إلى عظم من عصيت
ثلاثة أصناف من البشر لا يستطيعون فهم المرأة : الأطفال , والشبان ,
والشيوخ !
يقول الرجل في المرأة ما يريد .. لكن المرأة تفعل في الرجل ما تريد !
إذا قدرتَ على عدوك .. فاجعل العفو عنه شكرًا للقدرة عليه
يوم العدل على الظالم .. أشد من يوم الجور على المظلوم
من دعا لظالمٍ بالبقاء.. فقد أحب أن يُعصى الله .
دقيقة الألم ساعة.. وساعة اللذة دقيقة
Young Girl's Wisdom
A little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.
The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter:
"Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river." The little girl said:
"No, Dad. You hold my hand."
"What's the difference?" Asked the puzzled father.
"There's a big difference," replied the little girl.
"If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go."
In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours
The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter:
"Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river." The little girl said:
"No, Dad. You hold my hand."
"What's the difference?" Asked the puzzled father.
"There's a big difference," replied the little girl.
"If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go."
In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours
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