Taking a Leave
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Posted:Apr 16, 2009 5:44 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2009 5:26 am 16729 Views
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Do people take a leave from blogging? 
Well, I am. lol
During this month of April, I made only one blog.
Actually I have had many thoughts and ideas to blog about, but I was watching some people reactions through their comments.
It is funny! One lady said to me, as I was saying that I enjoy it more at the Romance Room (chatting) because the ELR became rather a drama room. So, this lady said to me isn't all your blogs a drama too? 
I really don't know what drama she was referring to in my blogs. But it is obvious to me know, that I either write something that can please the readers each on his/her own way, or it is called a drama! 
In other situations, if I compose a poem here in my blogland, some girls come and ask me whether i am in love again, and who is the unlucky one?!
Somehow I feel at alert all the time here in my blogland to the extent that it became no more my priority at my FFF activities as it used to be!
Nevertheless, I see more new bloggers joining the site, "of course I don't mean the ones wearing different masks) but real new ones, and I enjoy reading them more and more!
In addition to that, FFF itself, as a site, has been acting up a lot.  for example, now it is 8:30 AM on Friday, April the 17th, but only God knows when this blog will see the sun! and if someone of my friends made a comment, it might take 3-4 days to show up, and it might not at all! 
I really hope things will improve here soon, and also hope my mood of writing will get better soon! 
Have a nice weekend every body 
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Who Is a Blogger, Who Is Not?!
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Posted:Mar 28, 2009 2:53 pm
Last Updated:May 1, 2009 8:16 am 19060 Views
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I was thinking as I were reading some different types of blogs, is there a certain conditions must be taken into consideration when posting a blog to consider your work as a blog, or any thing can be written in the blog page would be considered a blog?!
Consequently, I was pondering, are they people copying/pasting other writer/bloggers, also considered bloggers?
Meaning, can we call someone a Blogger, just because he/she has copied another work of another blogger?
Is it limited to some topics, to blog? Which leads to the question, is Sulei a blogger when he post his poems on FFF blog page?
And is it a blog, when this Sulei keep whining his broken heart because a certain girl played with him, or is that a private issue he shouldn't bore the readers with?
When Sulei comes in the early morning, and just post something like "GOOD MORNING FRIENDS, I MISS YOU ALL, LOVE YOU ALL, GOD BLESS YOU ALL"! Is that a blog? and is Sulei a blogger in this case?
In some countries, at least in the Middle East to be precise, bloggers have been watched by special authorities in their governments to check on their work, and see whether it is matching with those countries policies or not!
Not only that, but some bloggers were jailed for having violates the rules, "as these authorities claim"!
So, blogging might be not totally free! and freedom of speech is not really implemented!
In the other hand, does one has to be creative in order to blog? and if that is the case, who preserve the rights of bloggers?
Do FFF staff control it, and know who is copying whom even in the same site! lol
Therefore, and in case there are rules to be implemented or activated, I wonder who is a real Blogger, and who is not!
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I Will Jail Three Of Them
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Posted:Mar 24, 2009 6:57 pm
Last Updated:Aug 22, 2009 4:14 pm 17538 Views
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They were the source of my headaches and heartaches all the time! They never listen, and if they listen, they never comprehend! But whenever they do, though it is rare, they never obey! So, what am I gonna do with them? they have been the source of my happiness for some little time! and source of my sorrows many times! When i ask them why? I hear them whispering: Sweet Moments Never Last!  According to my friend Smiley, they are my real enemies because I release them to do and say what they want without punishing them, and i should be controlling them more than ever! Therefore, I decided to jail them, and let us see, if I would reach the peace of mind I am craving for!  I know you are all wondering what have they done to me and to my life, to make me take such a decision! But I also know, when you know who are they, you will understand, and many of you, will agree to my decision! Curious to know them now? well, they are, my gypsy heart, my sweet tongue, and my (hummmm) u think FFF will allow it to be named here?
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Her Foot Print In The Sand
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Posted:Mar 15, 2009 6:24 pm
Last Updated:Mar 20, 2009 8:28 pm 17333 Views
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Sorry to fail you my friends, this not going to be a poem this time, though the title implies that! kind of cheating minds and failing ur expectations!
but i want you to think with me of that girl, who come smoothly unfelt, like a passing summer cloud's shade, or a whimsical girl who failed to target the innocence of a poor guy, approaching me closely, breathless, shadowless scrolling on knees and elbows, just to read my mind when am in a total silence and a complete peace, gazing at the ultimate space, wondering what my pregnant skies would shower me with next, and when I myself can no more tell an angel from a devil, and start again, sailing beyond my mind, I all of the sudden see her like a whirlwind, blowing behind her end, gathering all the remaining of her whippersnapps bubbles, calling them thoughts in words, and claiming she reads my mind and even without reading my words, allowing herself to give me an advice?????
Some people wait for the sun until it passes their heads, they look back words, to see how big their shadows ... then they believe themselves, they are that big!! 
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You Could Never Have Been My EX, If...
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Posted:Mar 13, 2009 1:28 pm
Last Updated:Jan 5, 2010 7:44 pm 20151 Views
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We were just friends.
it is a big gamble to be a lover
u either stay for ever, or u would go also forever!
but when u r just a friend, u know u r occupying ur please in my heart and mind also forever!
I don't know why many people not appreciate friendship when they are not so sure they can be a lover!
I really don't understand!
The other big obstacle...why would a woman want her man to be jailed in her heart, or in her for walls or even between her 2 legs so that he cant see anymore women or men or even the sun?
What makes a woman feel so insecure with a guy?
Is it because he is a loverboy, or even a playboy, or is it because of something in the black side of her mind?
And how can a woman presume that she is totally falling in love with a guy she just met online and never talked to him directly, never met him in flesh, never looked at him eye to eye, never touched him, never kissed his lips and seen if his mouth smell bad or not, never slept on the same pillow with him and heard him snoring or not, never had a coffee with him and explored how his mood looks like as he just wake up, never were mad at each other face to face and seen the other real face of him when anger is controlling him?
Why many women feel bad when i say all my friends are my sweethearts, and all my sweethearts are beautiful? lol
simply, if u cant fill that place of your top wishes, why don't u accept the place that u can fill comfortably?
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A Chronic Case!
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Posted:Mar 10, 2009 8:04 am
Last Updated:Mar 13, 2009 1:54 pm 14858 Views
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She loves me
and she hates me
at the same time!
she praise me
and she curse me
at the same time!
she brings me the rainbow
and collect me butterflies
and keep telling me
all sort of lies
she wish i live long
but die on her thighs
how can I be in one place
with such a chronic case?
how can I love
when I have no more
feelings to give?
how can I breath
when she made of me
a yellow falling leaf?
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Legally Illegal
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Posted:Mar 10, 2009 6:20 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2009 3:05 am 15069 Views
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To FALL IN LOVE WITH POSSESSIVE WOMEN!
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The Day They Drove To The South
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Posted:Mar 5, 2009 6:42 am
Last Updated:Mar 10, 2009 4:44 pm 15136 Views
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Left me in the back yard
with some of their sand
left me alone in their land
so free but so abide
this abominable freedom
was never a quest or demand
do you know how it feels
when nothing looks like real
and do you know how it sounds
when all voices are ugly
and sound sad?
have you ever wondered
when rainbows lines
look no more beautiful
but limit signs?
have you ever faint
as you watching a nice paint?
all my colours lost their colours
and ended black
for the trip to the south
is always a farewell trip
leaves you helpless with an open mouth
the black rain drops hit my land
killed my blooming roses
and burnt my sand
all the weapons are useless
when a warrior lose his sword
and all the cowards are fearless
when you surrender willingly
because your last hero died
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