Virgoan and everything that defines one. I've always been proud of my inner world. I love to express myself to the fullest, not caring about what others think of me. As long as I like the person I see when I see a mirror, I am good to live. Never sad, hardly depressed, always believe in living life to the fullest. Yeah that would be me alright! The one thing I am proud of myself is that no matter what, I never betray myself! One of my obsessions would be organizing things up my head, while my room is the most unorganized one to look at! I like to think that I love writing, and boy do I execute things fast (see me eat and you'll have a glimpse of that)! But yet I can wait, my patience just might surprise any sniper assassins! Things I hate about me would be nothing, because there is simply no point, if there is something that I hated within me, I wouldn't be that would I?
- Last seen on Nov 1 12:30 PM 2008. Member since November 16, 2001.
- I'm a diamond love poet for 219 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "time heals what reasons cannot".
- I am a 25 year old guy (Bangladesh)
- When I'm not writing, I'm developing software.
- Visit my homepage at mafinar.blogspot.com
- I have 219 comments, 31 poems, 1 story
My Poetry
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I had been saved- not once not twice but thrice
Now I crossed the line- even miracles come with price -
Enters and blesses with new Else denotes my life is through7 lines, 1 comment, December 27, 2007
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Pure heart adds rhythm to soul's stale tone-
That could never be played by the soul alone,
A bit of true heart, a bit of true soul43 lines, December 2, 2007 -
If we're meant to be
We'll happen it's a must
Angel or human who cares69 lines, November 26, 2007. In Love
My Stories
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It was a murky autumn night. I sat despondently on my easy chair, trying to listen to something out of the silent ambiance, perhaps to discover something amiable to my acerbic741 lines, 1 comment, November 18, 2001. In <200 lines, Depression
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sOuL on May 29, 2008nice t meet another bangladeshi
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luckysantangelo on October 1, 2006Your poems are not just words,
But an eternity of silent meanings.
To me they speak of a thousand memories
Ghosts of recently revived feelings.
We were younger then, pure at heart,
We gave up too much without knowing,
I gave you up with no shield of detemination
Why hadn't I stopped you then from going?
Five years older and with a life of my own,
To another man my life did I surrender,
Then WHY did you meet me after 1845 days,
Realizing how we still share a love so tender?
I read your poems now with a helpless longing,
My heart stops with each word I progress
A certain poem written in 2002
Why did you wait four years now to confess?
I love you MORE now,but that is all I can do
Love triples everytime I hear you whispering my name
The goosebumps you give tell no wicked lies,
I will be silent,for silence is the voice of my pain
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Bigmammajen on December 9, 2002Oh the thinks you can think up
if only you try
if you try you can think up
a guff going by
you can think about katie osulivan krause
with her big balloon swimming pool over her house
you cant think about night
a night in nanup
the birds are asleep
and the three moons are up
you can think about day
a day in da dake
the water is blue
and the birds are awake....
You can think about anything that you wish
think a race
on a horse
on a ball
with a fish
you can think left, you can think right
you can think low and think high
oh the thinks you can think up
if only you try
:)
dr suess is my favorite author
but I 'Think' about you now and again
and hope you are ok.
its good to see you back here once in a while
:)
Love Jen -
zoya on July 13, 2002I `m glad to hear from you once again after so long but i really don`t know how to thank you for your very sweet and encouraging words, you are the best .
