I wounder why many people fear death and take time to think and wounder how death will be, even though some of us are already experiencing it while we are still alive-if thats what you call alive!!
For the most part I know why I fall under this category;
And no I wasnt born like this,
I was had a dream,
A goal,
I once felt what it felt like being "alive"
The feeling of belonging and having,
But he had to take it all away from me!!!!!
After that he never cared! Acted like it was nothing!
Was I wrong for caring?
Is it wrong to actually want-love-care for someone!!
Was I wrong for thinking that for once I will be happy!!
Is it wrong to actually think you have everything because of that ONE best thing!!
Even thou it is clear to me that my questions are not mutual and that he doesnt and never cared the same way I do!! I still wounder till today- why??? and will always wounder.
Its funny how sometimes you have to lower yourself, beg, look desperate to talk to that "someone" who once never let you be like this,
All this because you refuse to let go and wish it never ended, unlike him who doesnt seem to care and acts normally as if its nothing!
posted by بنت الجنوب at 5:02 AM
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
!!يا جنوب
ياجنوب يا أغلى من الغالي
يا أرض خضرا يا جبل عالي
يا مقاومة عالضيم ما بتنام
عكل تلة مدفعك صالي
يا شعب صابر على الآلام
يا جروح ما بتروح من بالي
صخورك بوجه المعتدي أعلام
والسنديانة رماح قتالة
بإنجيل عيسى ومصحف الإسلام
جنوبك سياج وأرزك شمالي
جاهدت حتى تعبت الأيام
لكن إنت ما تعبت يا غالي
حتى اليتامى الفيك مش أيتام
هودي بقايا جروح سيّالة
حدودك سما وحبك صلاة وصيام
إنت خلقت إلنا الحما والعرض
نحن إلك ياجنوبنا الغالي
يا أرض خضرا يا جبل عالي
يا مقاومة عالضيم ما بتنام
عكل تلة مدفعك صالي
يا شعب صابر على الآلام
يا جروح ما بتروح من بالي
صخورك بوجه المعتدي أعلام
والسنديانة رماح قتالة
بإنجيل عيسى ومصحف الإسلام
جنوبك سياج وأرزك شمالي
جاهدت حتى تعبت الأيام
لكن إنت ما تعبت يا غالي
حتى اليتامى الفيك مش أيتام
هودي بقايا جروح سيّالة
حدودك سما وحبك صلاة وصيام
إنت خلقت إلنا الحما والعرض
نحن إلك ياجنوبنا الغالي
Je n'ai repos ni nuit ni jour
Je n'ai repos ni nuit ni jour,
Je brûle, et je me meurs d'amour,
Tout me nuit, personne ne m'aide,
Le mal m'ôte le jugement,
Et plus je cherche de remède,
Moins je trouve d'allégement.
Mes amoureuses fantaisies,
Mes passions, mes frénésies,
Qu'ai-je plus encore à souffrir ?
Dieux, destins, amour, ma maîtresse,
Ne dois-je jamais ni guérir
Ni mourir du trait qui me blesse ?
Mais suis-je point dans un tombeau ?
Mes yeux ont perdu leur flambeau,
Et mon âme Iris l'a ravie ;
Encor voudrais-je que le sort
Me fît avoir plus d'une vie
Afin d'avoir plus d'une mort.
Tout ne m'apporte que du mal,
Mon propre démon m'est fatal,
Tous les astres me sont funestes,
J'ai beau recourir aux autels,
Je sens que pour moi les célestes
Sont faibles comme les mortels.
Las ! je ne sais ce que je veux,
Mon âme est contrainte à mes voeux,
Ce que je crains je le demande,
Je cherche mon contentement,
Et quand j'ai du mal j'appréhende
Qu'il finisse trop promptement
Je brûle, et je me meurs d'amour,
Tout me nuit, personne ne m'aide,
Le mal m'ôte le jugement,
Et plus je cherche de remède,
Moins je trouve d'allégement.
Mes amoureuses fantaisies,
Mes passions, mes frénésies,
Qu'ai-je plus encore à souffrir ?
Dieux, destins, amour, ma maîtresse,
Ne dois-je jamais ni guérir
Ni mourir du trait qui me blesse ?
Mais suis-je point dans un tombeau ?
Mes yeux ont perdu leur flambeau,
Et mon âme Iris l'a ravie ;
Encor voudrais-je que le sort
Me fît avoir plus d'une vie
Afin d'avoir plus d'une mort.
Tout ne m'apporte que du mal,
Mon propre démon m'est fatal,
Tous les astres me sont funestes,
J'ai beau recourir aux autels,
Je sens que pour moi les célestes
Sont faibles comme les mortels.
Las ! je ne sais ce que je veux,
Mon âme est contrainte à mes voeux,
Ce que je crains je le demande,
Je cherche mon contentement,
Et quand j'ai du mal j'appréhende
Qu'il finisse trop promptement
Some personal thoughts..
Life- or whatever u call it..
I always beleived there were two kinds of people on this earth;
The people who are lucky and the people who are unlucky which i happen to belong to..
Until one day for some stupid reason- guess I wasnt thinking.. I actually thought that for once -ME- I will have a chance and that there is actually something good waiting for me..
Guess I was wrong.. someone just had to come along and take it all away from me in a glimpse of an eye...
I guess thats what you get for being nice to people and caring..
The funniest thing is that this same someone, acts as if its nothing.. something normal
"I will get use to it with time" is what I was told.
Dream? I dont even dream when im sleeping so how can my dream come true when im awake?
Goal? Another joke Ive been hearing for decades. Whats the point of having one if someone or something will eventually stop it or take it away from you, whats the point of wasting time from your already wasted life and setting some goals knowing ahead of time that they are only temporary?
Sleep? Something I havent done for the past few month..
Depression? Something whoever reads this post will reach, thats not my problem... acomodate yourself to it.. until my mood changes or something unexpected shows up and changes this choas im living in..
I always beleived there were two kinds of people on this earth;
The people who are lucky and the people who are unlucky which i happen to belong to..
Until one day for some stupid reason- guess I wasnt thinking.. I actually thought that for once -ME- I will have a chance and that there is actually something good waiting for me..
Guess I was wrong.. someone just had to come along and take it all away from me in a glimpse of an eye...
I guess thats what you get for being nice to people and caring..
The funniest thing is that this same someone, acts as if its nothing.. something normal
"I will get use to it with time" is what I was told.
Dream? I dont even dream when im sleeping so how can my dream come true when im awake?
Goal? Another joke Ive been hearing for decades. Whats the point of having one if someone or something will eventually stop it or take it away from you, whats the point of wasting time from your already wasted life and setting some goals knowing ahead of time that they are only temporary?
Sleep? Something I havent done for the past few month..
Depression? Something whoever reads this post will reach, thats not my problem... acomodate yourself to it.. until my mood changes or something unexpected shows up and changes this choas im living in..