Piece by piece he collects us all.
Piece by piece he assembles us all
A cloth of different shades and colors
A cloth of different race and creed
A cloth of love and hate entwined as one
He sits on his throne & admires us all
He loves us all the same for a while
When he gets bored…he shows no mercy
Showers us with his cruelty...
Easy to please, easy to anger
When boredom gets him cornered
Piece by piece he forgets us all
Piece by piece he disassembles us all!!!
mrv 2009©
Friday, March 27, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
My Anguish!!!!
there isn't a day that dawns when your thoughts don't cross my mind.
there hasn't been a day that arrives without your presence in my heart.
you, my love have always been there.
you are my torment, my anguish
you are mine, yet we've never succumbed to temptation
i like the walls that stand between us and i hate them too
if these walls were to crumble
you no longer will be mine
my anguish is your thought
my anguish is the distance between us,
it is my prison,my solace.
you, my love have always been there
you, my love are my anguish, my freedom!
mrv 2009©
there hasn't been a day that arrives without your presence in my heart.
you, my love have always been there.
you are my torment, my anguish
you are mine, yet we've never succumbed to temptation
i like the walls that stand between us and i hate them too
if these walls were to crumble
you no longer will be mine
my anguish is your thought
my anguish is the distance between us,
it is my prison,my solace.
you, my love have always been there
you, my love are my anguish, my freedom!
mrv 2009©
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Calm before the storm
What a deceiving sight we see
‘tis the calm before the storm
It rolls in quietly and cunningly
When it arrives oh! We’ll know
It will be pretty & white
But wait ‘til u step outside
You will slip & slide!
mrv 2009©
‘tis the calm before the storm
It rolls in quietly and cunningly
When it arrives oh! We’ll know
It will be pretty & white
But wait ‘til u step outside
You will slip & slide!
mrv 2009©
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Errors….
I did it I confess
U forced me I profess
A mistake is a mistake when left alone
Corrections I will make for you alone!
Your errors are my cloak
I wear it ever so gracefully
For you and you alone
Errors I pledge no more
mrv 2009©
for joe
U forced me I profess
A mistake is a mistake when left alone
Corrections I will make for you alone!
Your errors are my cloak
I wear it ever so gracefully
For you and you alone
Errors I pledge no more
mrv 2009©
for joe
wish...
Blanket of white covered the night
Through your eyes I see the sight
The Moon the Stars all bright
Wish you were here to ease my plight
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Name...my name!!!!
At least five to six times a day I go through the same old routine...
it's M U B I N A!...& I am not a routine type of a person at all. So when I called Pappa Johns earlier today, this is what I went through...
Pappa Johns: Hello Pappa Johns, this is Michael. Can I take your order?
Me : Hi, Mike
Michael: Can I have your phone # and name please
Me: 920-867-5309 and my name is Mubina
Mike: Rubena
Me:NO! M U B I N A as in M as in money...U as an umbrella...B as a boy...I as in...
Michael: Sorry, is it Mubina?
Me: Yes its M U B I N A.!" Thank you
Michael: Thank you. What would you like?
I place the usual order and confirmed the route to our place as we do reside in the boonies. I was told by a quite patient Mike that it would be roughly 45mins..that is to be expected as the weather has been quite nasty lately.
With 45mins to an hour to kill, I was pondering all the different names I have logged on at work. Rob had suggested a list and boy is it ever a list? I have a total of 63 different versions of MUBINA and going. Today, I don't know why but I was furious about the whole not getting my simple name right concept. It has never bugged me before, but today I was ticked off. Arrggg!!! Many people struggle to get my name right the first time. However once they get it right they do not forget it, me or my curls. Interestingly enough, my name means to clarify in Arabic and is taken right out the Quran.
My name is the one thing that I LOVE about myself... it makes me unique! I like it, because it is my identity. It defines me to the core, it is who I am…MUBINA!! So when the pizza guy finally came and on the receipt…it said MOBINA…I let out faint yell, realized what I had done.. apologized and paid him his regular tip. Couple of slices sans the crust later…I wondered what the pizza guy might have perceived my faint yet quite discernible annoyed yell to be? I also made a note to delete the list….
it's M U B I N A!...& I am not a routine type of a person at all. So when I called Pappa Johns earlier today, this is what I went through...
Pappa Johns: Hello Pappa Johns, this is Michael. Can I take your order?
Me : Hi, Mike
Michael: Can I have your phone # and name please
Me: 920-867-5309 and my name is Mubina
Mike: Rubena
Me:NO! M U B I N A as in M as in money...U as an umbrella...B as a boy...I as in...
Michael: Sorry, is it Mubina?
Me: Yes its M U B I N A.!" Thank you
Michael: Thank you. What would you like?
I place the usual order and confirmed the route to our place as we do reside in the boonies. I was told by a quite patient Mike that it would be roughly 45mins..that is to be expected as the weather has been quite nasty lately.
With 45mins to an hour to kill, I was pondering all the different names I have logged on at work. Rob had suggested a list and boy is it ever a list? I have a total of 63 different versions of MUBINA and going. Today, I don't know why but I was furious about the whole not getting my simple name right concept. It has never bugged me before, but today I was ticked off. Arrggg!!! Many people struggle to get my name right the first time. However once they get it right they do not forget it, me or my curls. Interestingly enough, my name means to clarify in Arabic and is taken right out the Quran.
My name is the one thing that I LOVE about myself... it makes me unique! I like it, because it is my identity. It defines me to the core, it is who I am…MUBINA!! So when the pizza guy finally came and on the receipt…it said MOBINA…I let out faint yell, realized what I had done.. apologized and paid him his regular tip. Couple of slices sans the crust later…I wondered what the pizza guy might have perceived my faint yet quite discernible annoyed yell to be? I also made a note to delete the list….
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