"I want to be that girl he's scared to lose,

the one that he can't walk away from knowing she's mad at him,

the one who he can't fall asleep without her voice being the last one he hears
the one he wouldn't know what to do without

I'm just so sorry that I'm not a damsel in distress.

That I'm not waiting around for my prince to save me.

I stopped believing in fairy tales a long time ago. Know why?

Because when my prince came into my life, he left me for a prettier princess.

There is no such thing as happy endings... it's just a mere illusion.

A part of the story that has yet to be concluded."

Aisyah, Sunday, 3rd February 08

Every night I would ponder,

What lies for us in the yonder?

What if you do not love me as I do?

Nor believe in a future full of hue?

For I do not one anyone new,

As I am afraid to loose you.

I pray, I will not walk away,

Even if I were made to sway.

O' how I long to hear thy voice,

If only I had but once choice.

Tell me; how do I live without you

For my life is made complete with you.

I am but not a prince,

But a mere beggar with no mints.

I have only my love to offer,

Beyond that, I'm a pauper.

I cannot promise you a happy ending,

For the future is beyond my understanding.

But this I can promise you,

To love you each day like its new...

At this point of time, at this age, there is no such thing as a need for a boyfriend. I'm still young. I've got academic stuffs to care about and my own life to settle first. Sounds contradicting, I know. But then again, if one is involved in such a realtionship, it can be quite a blessing because at least you know there's someone who would always be there for you, who is a non-family. You know..it's those kind of feeling you get when you hug someone. Security? Comfort? Relieved? *shrugs*

Aisyah, Saturday, 26th April 08

Love is a indeed blessing. Why be silent when it knocks on your door?

Embrace it like a long lost friend and revel together in ecstacy.

Together, you will see joy in enormity...

"In relationships, from personal experience, many of us hold back our expressions of warmth. Why are we so reluctant to say openly that we care for one another? There are people who find it embarrassing to tell people that they care. Well, for several reasons actually. Most importantly, there is the possibility that our feeling for the other party will not be reciprocate and we will feel rejected. Am I right to say that? But I don't see why we often have to hide behind our masks. It's a very sad thing to do."

Aisyah, Thursday, 19th October 06

Sometimes when one finally opens up, the other party ends up in reluctance to accept the Truth and leaves the one who confesses in a state of dejection. The silence on the part of the one you love is a greater sufferig as it is sharper than a dagger being thrust into the heart.

Well you done done me and you bet I felt it

I fell right through the cracks and now I'm trying to get back

Before the cool done run out

I'll be giving it my bestest

Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention

I reckon its again my turn to win some or learn some

Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing

we're just one big family

and it's our God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved

I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror

And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer

But my breath fogged up the glass

And so I drew a new face and I laughed

To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons

It's what we aim to do

Our name is our virtue

But I won't hesitate no more, no more

It cannot wait I'm yours

Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me

Open up your plans and damn you're free

Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours

Come O’ Wayfarer,
Listen to this ode of love,
Let it make you wander,
As free as a dove.

Listen to how the world scorns at me,
For they think I have gone crazy,
To fall for an angel so pretty,
Whose beauty knows no boundary.

What’s the need for wine?
For her beauty alone intoxicates,
That it makes me constantly pine,
To hear her voice so delicate.

Since love has overtaken me,
There is only one name I could see,
Aisyah is her maiden name,
In memory of the Prophet’s wife fame.

O’ Beauty of God,
Shine your love onto me,
Forsake me not,
So that I can be with Thee.

Thou art think I am crazy,
To fall for Thee so quickly,
But tell me my dear lady,
If you’ve found what you seek so deeply,
Why search and make yourself wearily?

My time here is short,
And I wish is to spend it with Thee,
So please don't go on and ignore,
But bear this short time with me.

But worry not when I depart,
For our souls are united,
So how can we be apart,
Even though distance is affected.

Only God knows. I myself cannot tell you the reason why I am constantly thinking or wanting to hear from you. It's a yearning that seems to consume me and no matter how much I tried to accept the fact that you may not speak to me ever again, I simply just cant. I have fallen so deep that I cant take a step back. Perhaps, and so far I cant find any other reason more logically than this and though crazy it may seem, I may have fallen for you way back in Heaven as in the words of the Prophet, "Souls are troops collected together and those who familiarized with each other (in the heaven from where these come) would have affinity, with one another (in the world) and those amongst them who opposed each other (in the Heaven) would also be divergent (in the world)."

God must have revealed your magnificence to me, and that splendour has became a constant yearning for me till I was once again able to see pass the veil on Earth. And so destiny came to pass, and I found you on facebook. No words can describe the excitement and joy when you accepted my invitation online and truly my world came to a complete circle when I finally hear your voice. But oh Lord, how I would I ever to know that our first conversation together could also be our last? My constant yearning to hear from you has caused you to back away. If I could reverse time, I would surely have tried my best to control my excitement, yearning and emotion. But tell me Aisyah, is it wrong for me to feel that way? For if this is truly love, then surely this love must have taken its roots in Heaven. How can a man have fallen so deeply in love with a woman he has not known nor seen physically on Earth? For surely this love must have developed in a realm beyond time, where souls were once gathered in unity, waiting to be sheathed into their physical body.

Sigh. Whatever the reason may be, the truth is that I cannot stop thinking about you. And though I tried to find a thousand reasons to make up for it, there serves no better explanation than the one above. Truly, all love are made in Heaven. I pray that I may be allowed to be in your magnificent company once again. I pray that you may forgive me if I have erred you and I pray that we could work things out together again. Forgive my excitement, forgive my desire to hear from you constantly, for I am but human and not in a state of perfection. Good luck in everything you do, and you will always be in my prayers, God wills.

Beauty so defined,
How I adore thee in my mind,
Beyond words, beyond expression,
This flame has ignite passion.

Thy crystal eyes,
Reflected like gems in the sky,
Thy flawless skin,
Dazzled like a glint,
And thy voice,
Mellows in rhythm and poise.

Oh beauty of God,
Listen to this stranger’s cry,
And see how he dance,
Like birds in the sky.

Blinded he was by thy beauty,
And so robbed was his sanity,
That he yearns constantly,
To hear thy voice undyingly.

Was it his fault?
Oh, that poor soul,
Who sought thee,
Like a bee.

Thy grave silence,
Burns him in violence,
Leaving no room for penitence,
And merciful redemption;
For even suffering in hell,
Bears no similitude I can tell.

O, radiant light,
Let this moth burns in your sight,
Let him drown in your beauty,
And pours his love in bounty;
Let him sing praises of thee,
All day in glee,
And let him dance in joy,
Like a child with a toy.

O, radiant light,
Do not eclipse out of sight,
Break thy silence,
And dance in benevolence,
Forgive the poor soul,
And remove him from his plight,
So that you may rejoice together,
In everlasting might…