I am a 17-year-old girl from far far away.... where the stars aren't always seen... where the moon is always brightly shining in the night... where the mountains are holding the ground from shaking... where the sun always plays with you from behind the clouds... where I know that everything that happens to me is for a reason... where everything seems to smile to me so that I can smile back... where life is easy and nothing that happens is bad...where everyday I want to go to school - not to study but to learn........... (Yemen - an Arabic Country)
I am living there with my parents and my brother. I am a hybrid of Russian blood and Yemeni blood. I do have a scanner now but I won't post my photoes no matter how hard you beg... My religion does not allow me to and besides, who knows what some freaks on the net can do with it...
I am a muslim and I love my religion and my god and the prophet. I respect other believes and religions and I would like to be respected for mine too.
And now about my school, boys and what is called as 'love':
In our school to talk to a boy is okay... to love him is fine (Love is not a sin) but to talk to him about love is quite shameful and walking with him or even KISSING is totally forbiden!!! It is our culture, poeple! So if you see a poem about love don't think that it is so simple... it might be just a poem, by the way. And if you advise me to talk to the boy and tell him what I feel... then think again about your useless advise. But anyway...
I oftenly write my poetry when I am supposed to do something else like... mmm... at night when I am supposed to sleep or in the examination-week when, of course, I am supposed to learn!!!
I understnad only rhymed poems. I do not understand free verse and don't like it unless it is really really deep... Otherwise, it is just some talk divided into lines.
My poetry is depending on my mood so my nickname says it all. But I am oftenly in a sad mood so... most of my poetry is sad *snif snif snif*...
I love to comment... Don't worry it's not about points! I love to read others work and especially my friends'. I am always saying the truth and I won't lie if I didn't like something... so my comments can be cruel sometimes... very rarely.
Currently, I have two memebers in my AP family:
* Morningstar 1948 *
She is my AP mother and she is just wonderful. I like her very much. Her poetry is very deep and I like reading her work.
* poetryrockerboy * (he keeps on changing his name though
)
I'm proud to say that I have such a wonderful brother. He's a great guy and is a very understanding and compasionate person. I love his poetry.
* bedovich*
My beloved brother, Peter. He is so sweet and I just love talking to him. Hope we actually meet someday
Well... I guess that's all for now...
I am living there with my parents and my brother. I am a hybrid of Russian blood and Yemeni blood. I do have a scanner now but I won't post my photoes no matter how hard you beg... My religion does not allow me to and besides, who knows what some freaks on the net can do with it...
I am a muslim and I love my religion and my god and the prophet. I respect other believes and religions and I would like to be respected for mine too.
And now about my school, boys and what is called as 'love':
In our school to talk to a boy is okay... to love him is fine (Love is not a sin) but to talk to him about love is quite shameful and walking with him or even KISSING is totally forbiden!!! It is our culture, poeple! So if you see a poem about love don't think that it is so simple... it might be just a poem, by the way. And if you advise me to talk to the boy and tell him what I feel... then think again about your useless advise. But anyway...
I oftenly write my poetry when I am supposed to do something else like... mmm... at night when I am supposed to sleep or in the examination-week when, of course, I am supposed to learn!!!
I understnad only rhymed poems. I do not understand free verse and don't like it unless it is really really deep... Otherwise, it is just some talk divided into lines.
My poetry is depending on my mood so my nickname says it all. But I am oftenly in a sad mood so... most of my poetry is sad *snif snif snif*...
I love to comment... Don't worry it's not about points! I love to read others work and especially my friends'. I am always saying the truth and I won't lie if I didn't like something... so my comments can be cruel sometimes... very rarely.
Currently, I have two memebers in my AP family:
* Morningstar 1948 *
She is my AP mother and she is just wonderful. I like her very much. Her poetry is very deep and I like reading her work.
* poetryrockerboy * (he keeps on changing his name though
)I'm proud to say that I have such a wonderful brother. He's a great guy and is a very understanding and compasionate person. I love his poetry.
* bedovich*
My beloved brother, Peter. He is so sweet and I just love talking to him. Hope we actually meet someday

Well... I guess that's all for now...
- Last seen on Jun 26 8:38 AM. Member since October 24, 2005.
- I'm a obsidian idea poet for 636 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is Nobody is perfect but God..
- I am a 17 year old girl (Yemen)
- When I'm not writing, I'm a student + dreamer .
- Visit my homepage at www.myspace.com/themoodchangingpoet










- I am in the groups For people who like poems which rhyme, XXMutilatedxAngelXX and The Darkness Within
- I have 636 comments, 1 contest
My Poetry
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9 lines, October 27, 2007. In Other
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Dearest Friend and Brother, / When you feel like thousand daggers / stab your heart / When you feel like thousand lies / tear you apart / Just close your eyes / and say my name / No matter where y27 lines, 2 comments, July 24, 2007
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I wish these thoughts / never came close to my mind / But now I'm facing them / as they can't be left behind... / Now I see the truth / That I have been hiding from myself / I was afraid to admit23 lines, 3 comments, July 20, 2007
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Rain-inspired1 / She loved it when it rained, especially at night. She would sit, wrapped in her blanket with a pen in her hand and write d445 lines, May 7. In , Philosophical (somewhat)
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Where is Katie? Is she alive?
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A new world... reality or dream?
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Rain-inspired1 / She loved it when it rained, especially at night. She would sit, wrapped in her blanket with a pen in her hand and write down fiction and reality, blended and sometimes separate.
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Raven Contest on August 3, 2007
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bedovich on June 23, 2007hey hunnnnnnnnn how are you sis

i made my ap family
on my page
finally
i miss you sis
are you sad of me
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sunsion : thanks are needed on April 6, 2007thank you very much for the comment you left on my peom i think you are one of the veiw who really knows what i was talking about
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IfTomorrowNeverCame on September 13, 2006God isn't perfect either.
He didn't not make a world that is perfect, He cannot control everything and He cannot answer everybodies prayers.
T.U
