In Boonaa's words,
You should only say 'I love you' when its completely obvious.
Let me tell you about my love.
She was born in blood like every other,
Made pure like no other.
The timing of her birth perfectly chosen,
Her cradle, perfectly woven.
Her brothers and sisters made it neccessary,
To tell everyone, by any means neccessary,
They did it with zeal like paid mercenaries.
And while she grew up, she became known by all and sundry.
Some loved her make-up, and applied it,
Others tried to mess it up and hated it.
Now over to my side of the story.
How did I find love?
Everybody was talking about her,
She made the headlines almost every hour,
Truth is, I always had her,
I just didn't know how much she meant,
Not until I felt I was about to lose her to the headlines,
Did I realise being with her meant being in the frontlines.
Boonaa also said,
"One day everyone will be dead,
But not everyone truly lives".
I'd be a living dead without her.
I know I did a horrible job lowering my gaze,
But the beauty I saw can be seen by a blind man in a haze.
My gaze, never again am I going to lower,
Cuz I want to be with her every hour.
I still hear crazy stuff about her,
How men used her to fulfill their desires.
How I want to tell everyone about who she really is,
Cuz being with her will only give you eternal bliss,
But all I might get for speaking would be a diss.
So you can tease all you please,
Cuz in her arms I found peace.
And incase you find out who she really is,
You can come to her and grab a piece or two,
And YES!!! I can share her with you,
Eat from her knowledge as much as you can chew.
And if by now you yearn to meet her like I did,
Then telling you are name is a done deed!
And yes again! I'd share her so she caters for your need!
Cuz inDEED, there's enough for everyone!
So call...EVERYONE!
And let them hear her name
Her name is islam,
And with her I found love.
Are you in love?
07/01/12
Ma sha Allah! i shared it on my facebook ^^ - greetings from Norway!
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