<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:23:51.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WNTFM-What's iN iT For Me</title><subtitle type='html'>The Universal Law of Nature</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-5143203982821663892</id><published>2008-05-05T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T07:01:26.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re-PATH-riation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply cloudy above me is the sky&lt;br /&gt;or is it that I’m already high&lt;br /&gt;my food is finally here I heaved a sigh&lt;br /&gt;I’m so famished I can’t lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is so light no thoughts cross my heart,&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is so empty I can’t afford to fart,&lt;br /&gt;even my eye lids I can’t, for a second, bat!&lt;br /&gt;On my own and alone I just sat,&lt;br /&gt;passing on the road is a pretty cat,&lt;br /&gt;searching patiently to pounce on the next rat,&lt;br /&gt;with the precision of a flying dart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s amazing how life unfolds,&lt;br /&gt;and the things in my life that are on-hold,&lt;br /&gt;semblance between me and the cat on the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s no news that I’m getting old, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but myself I still don’t scold,&lt;br /&gt;about things I normally should've been bold,&lt;br /&gt;things that grip me like a freezing cold,&lt;br /&gt;ways of life that on them I seem sold,&lt;br /&gt;and are obvious I need not be told,&lt;br /&gt;I mean these days I sound just like a toad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s also no news that I’m blessed.&lt;br /&gt;He has been good to me I must stress,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I go around looking all stressed,&lt;br /&gt;Cos from the true path I’ve digressed,&lt;br /&gt;And tonight again I realise there's need for redress&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-5143203982821663892?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/5143203982821663892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=5143203982821663892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/5143203982821663892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/5143203982821663892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2008/05/re-path-riation.html' title='Re-PATH-riation!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-4115693565870417855</id><published>2008-04-29T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T09:18:31.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE RANTINGS OF A MAN-U FAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At first I wanted to remain silent, but hey I aint fasting lent&lt;br /&gt;I never knew Chelsea would take it to this length,&lt;br /&gt;didn't know they’ve got so much anger to vent,&lt;br /&gt;but now that they’ve taken it to this extent,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cover my face and hide in my red tent!&lt;br /&gt;Even though they’re against the Red Devils, they still ain't God sent,&lt;br /&gt;So I say, with the Reds I stand cos my pride they can't dent!&lt;br /&gt;In this round leather game, we are still the President!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did I hear someone say no more comment??????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-4115693565870417855?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/4115693565870417855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=4115693565870417855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/4115693565870417855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/4115693565870417855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2008/04/rantings-of-man-u-fan.html' title='THE RANTINGS OF A MAN-U FAN'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-3245834918878610672</id><published>2008-04-21T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T05:45:24.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DON'T "ENABLE" ME "SUE" YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the web I saw her face,&lt;br /&gt;like a spell her looks made me gaze,&lt;br /&gt;the mere thought of her eyes made me miss my pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it my fingers clicked add friend,&lt;br /&gt;the picture is slant and my neck I had to bend,&lt;br /&gt;my colleagues were laughing but I didn’t send!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moment we started chatting,&lt;br /&gt;I  couldn’t stop smiling and laughing,&lt;br /&gt;she is so humorous my eyes were running&lt;br /&gt;and my mind was wandering and wondering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I begged for her phone number because she’s so good,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t be bothered even  if I was booed!&lt;br /&gt;On the phone she sounded like an angel,&lt;br /&gt;to tell that she’s awesome I needed no probe panel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m thinking I can’t wait for us to  meet,&lt;br /&gt;I could feel the yearning even in my feet!&lt;br /&gt;But just when we were about to seal it,&lt;br /&gt;she decided with her unique wit to beat it,&lt;br /&gt;and  that felt horrible in my stomach pit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m still trying fervently to reach her,&lt;br /&gt;because I believe we could share something that will go very farrrrr!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-3245834918878610672?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/3245834918878610672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=3245834918878610672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/3245834918878610672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/3245834918878610672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-enable-me-sue-you.html' title='DON&apos;T &quot;ENABLE&quot; ME &quot;SUE&quot; YOU!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-822540917986794606</id><published>2008-04-16T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:22:15.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AT CIRCLES GARDEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendly faces all around,&lt;br /&gt; turning over bottles of beer in rounds,&lt;br /&gt; Love and friendship, in the air  abound,&lt;br /&gt;all of them moving their heads to the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each bottle of beer for a pound,&lt;br /&gt;to be paid after it’s downed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tens and loads of sips,&lt;br /&gt;into pockets their hands would dip,&lt;br /&gt;before they wld bother to reach for their zips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they leave in their royal highness,&lt;br /&gt;I’m amazed by their sheer greatness,&lt;br /&gt;that they got from several bottles of Guiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving under influence is no crime in Nigeria&lt;br /&gt;but it could be fatal to hit another car from the rear!&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, go safely, for them is my prayer,&lt;br /&gt;while  I  continue  to  drink   my   fifth   bottle   of     beer!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-822540917986794606?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/822540917986794606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=822540917986794606&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/822540917986794606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/822540917986794606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2008/04/at-circles-garden.html' title='AT CIRCLES GARDEN'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-3061098266455547669</id><published>2008-04-16T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:50:20.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Thoughts.........hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stepping away from the thoughts in my head,&lt;br /&gt;with contradictions of religions, I am fed!&lt;br /&gt;Cos when I think about you I feel a rush in my head,&lt;br /&gt;but for the reality of not having you, my heart bled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up into the sky and saw the moon shining in her beauty,&lt;br /&gt;the thought of you struck a cord in the strings of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;the symphony brought harmony to the inner essence of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked again and saw millions of stars shining like jewels in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;they reminded me of the radiance of your smile,&lt;br /&gt;and I was overwhelmed with the joy it brings even from miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the hands of angels holding the stars in place&lt;br /&gt;And I was joyful cos I’ve got one of them in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gentleness of your soul sustains the trust I uphold in love&lt;br /&gt;At every point with you, my issues I rise above&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you remind me of a gentle dove&lt;br /&gt;You are so unique you stand out like Atlas Cove&lt;br /&gt;and the heat I feel for you no one can get from a stove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-3061098266455547669?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/3061098266455547669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=3061098266455547669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/3061098266455547669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/3061098266455547669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-thoughtshmmm.html' title='Some Thoughts.........hmmm'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-4536144900849120297</id><published>2007-08-23T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:22:08.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...With Thoughts of You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Flying in 9ja ain’t very funny,&lt;br /&gt;but with tots of you, it kinda feels lovely!&lt;br /&gt;Weather forecast says today will be cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;but with tots of you, my days won’t ever be gloomy!&lt;br /&gt;The pilot says the flight will be bumpy,&lt;br /&gt;but with tots of you, my nerves are far from jumpy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances atimes can make one act clumsy,&lt;br /&gt;but with tots of you, I always act coherently!&lt;br /&gt;Life atimes can terribly be shitty,&lt;br /&gt;but with tots of you, all I see is it’s beauty!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes ago all I knew was self pity,&lt;br /&gt;but with tots of you, I learnt responsibility!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want paradise so I try to be Godly,&lt;br /&gt;but with tots of you, it seems I’m there already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I feel like I am truly crazy,&lt;br /&gt;and to live in your tots , I wish I was worthy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-4536144900849120297?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/4536144900849120297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=4536144900849120297&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/4536144900849120297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/4536144900849120297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2007/08/with-thoughts-of-you.html' title='...With Thoughts of You!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-6736521099715341049</id><published>2007-08-14T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T11:06:00.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POPing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Don’t know what she was thinking&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if she was sipping/drinking&lt;br /&gt;Or could it be be she was dancing&lt;br /&gt;Can’t even imagine what she was doing&lt;br /&gt;Cos how come it’s when I was hoping&lt;br /&gt;that both of us would do some partying&lt;br /&gt;that she decides, her foot, needs some straining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t imagine wot pain she is feeling&lt;br /&gt;Cos the mere thought of it is killing&lt;br /&gt;To picture her in a POP is disheartening&lt;br /&gt;It could almost push someone close to sobbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit here hoping and praying&lt;br /&gt;That the good Lord takes away any suffering&lt;br /&gt;that she might be experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God’s-Gift, I say, speedy recovery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-6736521099715341049?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/6736521099715341049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=6736521099715341049&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/6736521099715341049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/6736521099715341049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2007/08/poping.html' title='POPing'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-502243457883547298</id><published>2007-08-13T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T10:50:54.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Dunno why I’m feeling this way,&lt;br /&gt;but it keeps sweeping me different ways,&lt;br /&gt;and on my bed I gently lay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the tots of you keeps my heart  sway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taken over my head, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I wish you were here on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;It’s  still crazy I feel this way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;cos you are just too far away!&lt;br /&gt;I’d say it again, I met you by a stroke of luck&lt;br /&gt;but I can’t help but luh your lack of dreadlocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I can’t see you,&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t help but think about you &lt;br /&gt;I really don’t want to say this,&lt;br /&gt;but it’s still crazy I can’t help but feel this,&lt;br /&gt;Even though I enjoy when you diss me,&lt;br /&gt;I stilll can’t help but hope for you to kiss me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Even if it will kill me,&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t wait for you to love me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they say life ain’t sh*t,&lt;br /&gt;But I know it would make sense if we hit it.&lt;br /&gt;Rite here on the stool where I now sit,&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t stop thinking about you a li’l bit&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said foe me to become fit,&lt;br /&gt;I must swallow your pleasant spit..LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-502243457883547298?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/502243457883547298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=502243457883547298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/502243457883547298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/502243457883547298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2007/08/yeyo.html' title='Yeyo'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-5176013754296853420</id><published>2007-08-13T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T10:22:17.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I’m back in deep, where I find no sleep&lt;br /&gt;Where any little beep makes my heart leap!&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m seeking solace in my weakness, my addictiveness&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to seek forgiveness irrespective of my hopelessness.&lt;br /&gt;I am all swamped by my unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;that which I get from my loneliness&lt;br /&gt;My sadness that I get from helplessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I look back and remember my past boldness&lt;br /&gt;When I used to express and enjoy my smoothness&lt;br /&gt;Now that has gone replaced with my dumbness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I ve got tears in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Remembering when I used to freeze moments like ice,&lt;br /&gt;Making life appear so easy like eating rice, and even easier like dropping lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit rite here wondering how I got here,&lt;br /&gt;Asking myself, this started where, anywhere, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Far or near?&lt;br /&gt;For right now in my mind I’ve got fears&lt;br /&gt;When into my future I take a long stare&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn’t see myself near why I came here&lt;br /&gt;My soul I bare as I’m chilling sipping my cold beer&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-5176013754296853420?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/5176013754296853420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=5176013754296853420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/5176013754296853420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/5176013754296853420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2007/08/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-116050248347211223</id><published>2006-10-10T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T02:45:19.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Say this</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As my temperature rise and&lt;br /&gt;I look deep into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel a yearning do deep&lt;br /&gt;I want to take you to ecstacy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come a li’le bit closer and lemme feel you all over&lt;br /&gt;Lemme touch you and take you to that place&lt;br /&gt;Where the sensations that you crave&lt;br /&gt;Fill you from head to toe nails&lt;br /&gt;And then baby you will know&lt;br /&gt;That I'm the one that you desire&lt;br /&gt;The one who’s name you cry out in pleasureful pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one that gives you the sensual gains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby come lemme take you there, sure know you are readyyyyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-116050248347211223?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/116050248347211223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=116050248347211223&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/116050248347211223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/116050248347211223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/10/gotta-say-this.html' title='Gotta Say this'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115997804065141264</id><published>2006-10-04T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T11:40:20.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C U L8R BRO!</title><content type='html'>Recently, a colleague left for another FC to continue his career. We had a sendforth party, that included a virtual and real gathering, for him. At the climax of it all, yours truly couldn't help but drop a few lines for this broda. No need to say what's in it for me, cos it doesn't really matter.... Anywayz, enjoy the message....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I met you by a stroke of luck,&lt;br /&gt;(abi if no be luck I go dey here)&lt;br /&gt;on the pond of Accenture you were a duck,&lt;br /&gt;you swam so brilliantly you made so many of us suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though we are happy that you are leaving,&lt;br /&gt;because we know where you are heading,&lt;br /&gt;still we are sad cos we  know what we are loosing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stood so tall amongst we your peers,&lt;br /&gt;we are happy cos 4 d success of your future we have no fears,&lt;br /&gt;and even though we hold back our joyous tears,&lt;br /&gt;our heartfelt joy I sincerely hereby laid bare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD, our friend and brother,&lt;br /&gt;we love you and will always care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you show them what we are made of here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To whoever has left but didn't get this kinda poem, I say don't be mad...I wasn't high then..LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115997804065141264?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115997804065141264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115997804065141264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115997804065141264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115997804065141264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/10/c-u-l8r-bro.html' title='C U L8R BRO!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115764961481970070</id><published>2006-09-07T08:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:34:55.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRDAUS...UHM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;I looked into the Sun&lt;br /&gt;and saw the semblance of your smile&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of an angel&lt;br /&gt;and remembered the kindness of your soul&lt;br /&gt;I touched a rose&lt;br /&gt;and perceived the strength of your fragrance&lt;br /&gt;I listened to a bird singing&lt;br /&gt;and I thought of the passion in your voice&lt;br /&gt;I read about paradise&lt;br /&gt;and thank God I have been living there since I met you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115764961481970070?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115764961481970070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115764961481970070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115764961481970070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115764961481970070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/09/firdausuhm_115764961481970070.html' title='FIRDAUS...UHM!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115764365824938657</id><published>2006-09-07T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:40:58.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MY DAD, I SAY....</title><content type='html'>Its customary to express emotions to mothers, but when you have a father like mine, you are simply blessed. My dad is such a father that makes you wanna hug and peck him (&lt;em&gt;very unafrican thing u may want 2 say, hugs ko kiss ni).&lt;/em&gt;  Anywayz, when dad marked his birthday three years ago, below is the poem I wrote for him. To my dad, I say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the moon is full with all its brgthness&lt;br /&gt;I remember the light you have shone into my life&lt;br /&gt;When the sky is clear with all its beautiful stars&lt;br /&gt;I remember the beauty you have brought into my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it’s harmattan with its coldness&lt;br /&gt;I remember the coldness of your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;when you gave me strict measures&lt;br /&gt;to curb my seek of street pleasures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day is sunny with all its warmth&lt;br /&gt;I remember the warmth when you used to tuck me in&lt;br /&gt;When I act and people wonder how I could be so good&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice for having a father like you&lt;br /&gt;When I make people smile,  laugh and happy&lt;br /&gt;I know that’s you in moi&lt;br /&gt;When I misbehave well and act like I don’t care&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself for letting you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was  pretty young&lt;br /&gt;You were a father&lt;br /&gt;When I was a teenager&lt;br /&gt;You were a father&lt;br /&gt;At my young adulthood&lt;br /&gt;You are still a father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showered me with love, I am always wet&lt;br /&gt;But you didn’t spare the rod, lest I get spoilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never let me go hungry,&lt;br /&gt;mere thought of you sends away my hunger,&lt;br /&gt;even when you retired you were never tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You showed  me the right direction&lt;br /&gt;with your unwavering full attention&lt;br /&gt;You always asked me to pray&lt;br /&gt;so I wouldn’t become a devil’s prey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've given me so much love&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder if I really deserve it&lt;br /&gt;You've bin a father, a friend,&lt;br /&gt;a  companion  and   a   role  model&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your merciful way of giving&lt;br /&gt;Has brought back mercies on me&lt;br /&gt;When you are wrong daddy&lt;br /&gt;I know you are only being human&lt;br /&gt;I will always appreciate your strength and&lt;br /&gt;understand your weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to  say thank you&lt;br /&gt;For being hard when you were&lt;br /&gt;For being soft when you were&lt;br /&gt;For being caring when you were&lt;br /&gt;For being more like a motherly father&lt;br /&gt;With all your care and love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ain’t nothing better than having a father like you&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being you Dad, I will always cherish you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115764365824938657?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115764365824938657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115764365824938657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115764365824938657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115764365824938657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-my-dad-i-say.html' title='TO MY DAD, I SAY....'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115695758139693432</id><published>2006-08-30T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T14:16:56.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM D ARCHIVES: MOMERIES R 4EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the sun rises in the morning&lt;br /&gt;I wake up looking forward to seeing your smile&lt;br /&gt;As the sun sets at night&lt;br /&gt;I am filled with the emptiness of not having&lt;br /&gt;you here with me all night long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so bad being far away from you&lt;br /&gt;but it feels so good having the precious memory of&lt;br /&gt;time spent together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you are far away from me&lt;br /&gt;I am still filled with beautiful &amp; endearing thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I wish I could always be with you&lt;br /&gt;To wrap my arms around you, so u’ll never feel neglected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a full moon and felt the touch of your beauty&lt;br /&gt;the sun all day long reminds me of the warmth of your body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being far away from you makes me realise how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;the thought of seeing you again makes me want to live as long as I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you physically, the basis of my first attraction&lt;br /&gt;I miss you spritually, the Godliness u brought into my life&lt;br /&gt;I miss you emotionally, the essence of my sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jokes we used to share&lt;br /&gt;still brings smiles to my mouth&lt;br /&gt;The mock fights we used to have&lt;br /&gt;still makes want to shout!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115695758139693432?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115695758139693432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115695758139693432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115695758139693432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115695758139693432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-d-archives-momeries-r-4ever.html' title='FROM D ARCHIVES: MOMERIES R 4EVER'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115678605009860134</id><published>2006-08-28T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T05:47:53.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT TOTS!!!</title><content type='html'>From the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh and the fingers writeth.....Lord knows ur tots!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to take you up and lick you down&lt;br /&gt;I want to lock youin a room  with candles all around&lt;br /&gt;I want my hand and my kisses to stalk the back of your spine&lt;br /&gt;I want to lock eyes with youwhile our body entwine&lt;br /&gt;I want the moonlight to shine through&lt;br /&gt;the window and coat our naked body&lt;br /&gt;I want to physically express my feelings&lt;br /&gt;That I held for you deep within&lt;br /&gt;I want to make love to you and&lt;br /&gt; let one tear form in one eye&lt;br /&gt;let the joy and happiness overwhelm us&lt;br /&gt;compelling us to cry&lt;br /&gt;I want the dream of having you&lt;br /&gt;to come true atleast for a night&lt;br /&gt;this is the best way I can express myself&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you want to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115678605009860134?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115678605009860134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115678605009860134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115678605009860134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115678605009860134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-tots.html' title='WHAT TOTS!!!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115623274333378772</id><published>2006-08-22T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T01:08:33.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM THE ARCHIVES:Episode 1</title><content type='html'>I was searching through my old files a few weekends ago, and stumbled on my old notepads containing poems, lyrics, lines that I wrote back in the days. Reading through the poems brought back funny, hilarious, crazy memories of old. I was torn in between sharing and not sharing them because of obvious reasons, but sharing prevailed! So my next few posts will be from the archives. I will try to give a little background on the poems/lines, wateva they are called, to make a little sense out of the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's rock and roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been a die-hard romantic person, (&lt;em&gt;at least dat's what I think). &lt;/em&gt;Whenever I'm game for a daughter of Eve, I just plunge headon romantic into it. Cards, Gifts, Poems and all the works. I try to do my thang smoothly. But I met dis sista like a 2.5yrs ago. We started as friends, didnt even know I was going to have anything fo her. We got friendly and I found out she was really cool. Then i tot, comon son, this is just what you've been looking for. But, anytime I'm around her, i am always like dulllllllll!!!! Lounging on my bed on a rainy Jiggy (&lt;em&gt;short for Jigawa state, where I had my NYSC),&lt;/em&gt; I wrote this little poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THe SPeLLbINDER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How can I be tonguetied&lt;br /&gt;When there are so much to say&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how I could be so dry&lt;br /&gt;When there are so many jokes to share&lt;br /&gt;How can I say you are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;When at the same time&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say you are brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Why wont I stutter, saying&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent and elligant, at&lt;br /&gt;the same time aint easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I looked into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t get pass the brown pupils&lt;br /&gt;I searched my inner self and&lt;br /&gt;looked deeper the second time&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised that behind&lt;br /&gt;the brown pupils and the Eva smile&lt;br /&gt;there’s a beautiful angel&lt;br /&gt;that behind the non-challant attitude&lt;br /&gt;there’s a heart of lovely roses&lt;br /&gt;the strength of its fragrance&lt;br /&gt;so sweet and endearing&lt;br /&gt;then I got closer to you and felt&lt;br /&gt;the kindness of your soul&lt;br /&gt;like a stream running through a deseart&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I get so tonguetied&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I get so dry&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why I still stutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your Aura, so appealing&lt;br /&gt;Yet captivating and spellbinding. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anywayz, if you care to know, we got closer, friendlier, but all I got was a farewell when I was leaving Jiggy. She was sold on another brother...You know what I mean &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115623274333378772?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115623274333378772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115623274333378772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115623274333378772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115623274333378772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/08/from-archivesepisode-1.html' title='FROM THE ARCHIVES:Episode 1'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115151672325188653</id><published>2006-06-28T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T06:33:48.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Lines !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Embelishment they say, sells book. Excitement is all I c when at u I take a look. Even though I can't tell how long it took, 2 know dat your love, so strange yet not a spook. And for these reasons I reveal these deep tots of mine. WiNTFM? I don dey kolooooo...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was thinking of dropping few fine lines&lt;br /&gt;To add to your beautiful life, a little shine&lt;br /&gt;Even though its obvious you are really fine&lt;br /&gt;Out of scale of Ten you only scored nine&lt;br /&gt;and that’s why I cant w8 for you 2 be mine&lt;br /&gt;A time when U &amp; I together will forever dine&lt;br /&gt;Laughing &amp;amp; sipping on a century old wine&lt;br /&gt;Sharing a love so deep and pure without a single lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No need to xpress my doubt through my mouth, don't even need to shout 'cos sincerely I like ao its turning out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are amiable NO doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are beautiful NO doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are caring NO doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are dashing NO doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are endearing NO doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are fun NO doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are gorgeous NO doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are human YES doubt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cos everytime I think about YOU, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all I see is an ANGEL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115151672325188653?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115151672325188653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115151672325188653&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115151672325188653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115151672325188653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/06/few-lines.html' title='Few Lines !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-115151507156134149</id><published>2006-06-28T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T01:16:53.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Still About YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woke up in da morning, ready 2 do da running, its anoda day of early morning flying, mid air thinking, reminincing, strategizing and extreme God-fearing! But even at that, I still couldnt help drop the following! WiNTFM? Simply 2 express my feelings 4 U, 'cos Its Still All About YOU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When I said you are beautiful and brilliant,&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely meant those words.&lt;br /&gt;When I said you are intelligent and irresisitible,&lt;br /&gt;I meant you rock my world.&lt;br /&gt;When I remember your smile and laughter,&lt;br /&gt;I say a deep silent prayer to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you said no I almost accepted defeat&lt;br /&gt;but the tot of you helped me rise to my feet&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m full of smiles even though I’m at 40,000 feet&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful tots of you make my heart beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castles in the air I’m flying above&lt;br /&gt;at a height far far above the doves&lt;br /&gt;The only question in my heart to solve&lt;br /&gt;its about experiencing the truth of your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m flying with angels on all my side&lt;br /&gt;The cloud is so thick I can’t see the sky&lt;br /&gt;Covered with their wings by which they fly&lt;br /&gt;Even though gracefully on their back I’m taking a ride&lt;br /&gt;Still nothing like your love can give me more pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-115151507156134149?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/115151507156134149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=115151507156134149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115151507156134149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/115151507156134149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-still-about-you.html' title='It Still About YOU!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-114548978708322200</id><published>2006-04-19T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:36:27.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just can't stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love, they say is blind...but wt these feelings of mine I can see. Lord knows most of us know wat or whom we want, its just un42n8 that we settle for less when we can't get what we want. But wat is life all about if we can't achieve our true heart desires? Anywayz, some of us can't settle for less. And when i realized dat, below is d little thang that came 2 my mind. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Riding high on the flapping wings of my butterfly,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling the pressure of the wind on my face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The warmth of the pure atmosphere where I lie,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tugging gently at my shoe lace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am beyond words cos I feel rather free,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;far from the rejection of ur heart, I want 2 flee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That u will never be mine, I dont want 2 agree,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos d reality of dat will make me a new and bad breed, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to find whom 2 take ur position is not yet my creed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw ur face and I ride with the ocean tide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think abt u and I glow with a blissful pride&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I imagine u loving me and I want u as my bride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know u r not a slogan but a poetry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;20yrs 2 come, with u I want 2 write my history,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know when I wake up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before  I even apply my make up, lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I say a little prayer 4 us 2make up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and build a relationship that we can always keep up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint no way I want u outta my sight,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos every day and every blessed night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I keep you close 2 my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;far closer and nearer than my dampish cotton shirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and finally, at ur love port my ship wanna berth!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is dedicated to you...'cos u inspired it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-114548978708322200?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/114548978708322200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=114548978708322200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114548978708322200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114548978708322200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-cant-stop.html' title='Just can&apos;t stop!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-114528611056749365</id><published>2006-04-17T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T09:33:00.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>69</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Why is it so hard to have whom u want? Why do we fall in love with those that are not in love with us...Why is it true that someone wants you while you want someone else? Is it not possible 2 meet midways? Is love like cake? Cant you eat it and have it? Too many questions troubling my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sure lotta people go thru this...urs trully I have bin dia...and when I finally realised, below are d words that came out of my heart through my pen. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My life moves so fast today&lt;br /&gt;My past seems so far away&lt;br /&gt;My hair is fast becoming grey&lt;br /&gt;My bones are much more fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;All the pains that has come my way&lt;br /&gt;The lessons I learnt that light up my days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my after- cradle days&lt;br /&gt;When I had so many candles to light my ways&lt;br /&gt;Never had problems of what to say&lt;br /&gt;With every case of love/emotion I had my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I wanted came my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since the moment I set eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;I knew there was som’ different about you&lt;br /&gt;I have tried to endear myself to you,&lt;br /&gt;But u never cared what I feel for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atimes I want to be deaf, dumb, and blind&lt;br /&gt;Deaf to the beats of your love,&lt;br /&gt;Dumb not to express my love for you, and&lt;br /&gt;Blind not to see the beauty of ur love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;My body and soul express their love for you,&lt;br /&gt;my dumbness is irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm of ur love plays in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;my deafness can’t stop it.&lt;br /&gt;Your love penetrates the haze over my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;my blindness is in vain.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do, I can’t stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;You rock my precious world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love it, hate it, I can't help it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-114528611056749365?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/114528611056749365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=114528611056749365&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114528611056749365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114528611056749365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/04/69.html' title='69'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-114528528133959699</id><published>2006-04-17T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T07:48:01.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ELUSIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;ELUSIVE&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;All around me like air yet I can’t grab it.&lt;br /&gt;So far away like a moon yet it glows my path.&lt;br /&gt;Millions of miles away like d stars yet I behold its sight.&lt;br /&gt;It shines magnificiently at the horizon,your beauty,&lt;br /&gt;Like a rainbow,so beautiful yet unreachable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-114528528133959699?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/114528528133959699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=114528528133959699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114528528133959699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114528528133959699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/04/elusive.html' title='ELUSIVE'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-114372092673443413</id><published>2006-03-30T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T03:33:56.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch yah Mouth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You better watch ur mouth b4 u say things. Not quite long ago, I was chatting wt a female colleague of mine, and I told her that I write poems, rhymes and lyrics. Hardly had I said so that she asked me to drop a few lines 4 her. Well I couldn't help but drop this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sitting here cracking my brain&lt;br /&gt;so excited like a child in the rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thinking so hard to switch some lanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and drop some cris-cross rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just to impress u again and again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even though I feel no loss or pain&lt;br /&gt;my rhymes aint no sugarcane,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and it is no gainsaying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that I need to step up my lame game,&lt;br /&gt;to stop this rude lyric shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz don’t bother to pity me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;infact u r allowed to diss me,&lt;br /&gt;cos its obvious you didn’t force me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now its sure u won't kiss me! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-114372092673443413?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/114372092673443413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=114372092673443413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114372092673443413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114372092673443413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/03/watch-yah-mouth.html' title='Watch yah Mouth!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-114365205918076349</id><published>2006-03-29T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:33:59.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TORN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know life never promised to be fair, but not to be so unfair. What my body admires, is not what my mind desires, but I dont want 2 retire untill i've acquired, d love for which I've suffered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tot about u 2day, and below is what happened in me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;i&gt;TORN TORN TORN &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I sit right here next to you but so far away&lt;br /&gt;My body has been wanting you all day&lt;br /&gt;My mind, with you, cant just afford 2 stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room is so romantic in the blue light&lt;br /&gt;I wish I cld hold you to my chest real tight&lt;br /&gt;But every time I try it ends in a fight&lt;br /&gt;A tussle in which my mind shows its might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body wants to show its care&lt;br /&gt;But my mind it cannot dare&lt;br /&gt;Even though my heart I want to bare&lt;br /&gt;My mind won’t let me share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-114365205918076349?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/114365205918076349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=114365205918076349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114365205918076349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114365205918076349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/03/torn.html' title='TORN!'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-114364999583732406</id><published>2006-03-29T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:38:22.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Colleagues....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In any society or gathering, there are always terms and slangs that are peculier to dat environment. My workplace is one of such gatherings. We have slangs like "monkeys", "faffing", "caging monkeys", "CYA mails", "fluffing, fluffer", "kx" etc. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of such is a monkey. this means a work that was not pre-planned to be carried out, but was just flung to a resource from an higher ranking resource. Getting such work done is called caging monkeys. And fluff! damn, dat's wat you do when u fluff around...what? I mean, fluff is when u say a lot of things, but pple can ahrdly make any tangible sense out of it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After a two week Solution Delivery Fundamentals course, below is a little thing that happend in me. WNTFM? simply 2 make my colleagues laugh and mo beautiful....enjoy it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When monkeys come my way to try,&lt;br /&gt;Thanx 2 the colleague who just "stands by." (faffing)&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps there's nothing he can do--&lt;br /&gt;The caging is strictly up to moi;&lt;br /&gt;For there are monkeys all my own,&lt;br /&gt;And so d caging I must do alone;&lt;br /&gt;Times when fluff cannot smooth the road&lt;br /&gt;Nor teamspirit lift the heavy load,&lt;br /&gt;But just to know I have a colleague&lt;br /&gt;Who will "stand by" until the end, (even if he's faffing)&lt;br /&gt;Whose sympathy through all endures,&lt;br /&gt;Whose warm handclasp always cures --&lt;br /&gt;It helps, someway, to pull me through,&lt;br /&gt;Although there's nothing he can do.(check d KX?)&lt;br /&gt;And so with fervent heart I pray,&lt;br /&gt;"God bless the colleague who just 'stands by'"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless y'all ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-114364999583732406?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/114364999583732406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=114364999583732406&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114364999583732406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114364999583732406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/03/for-my-colleagues.html' title='For My Colleagues....'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24075895.post-114364736756230586</id><published>2006-03-29T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:43:08.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWISTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently, oh not quite recently, I met a sister whom I am really fond of. Crazy as I was....shit aint comin' my way. But remember it's not what happens to u, but wat happens in u...Below is wat happened in me....its twisted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminincing in my obscene all white penthouse room&lt;br /&gt;Listening patiently to d quieteness of a raging storm.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping peacefully  like the death angel beside me,&lt;br /&gt;Is she, the raw beauty that has spellbound me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The raging storm of her love carressed the walls of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I groped for support  in the well lit darkness with all my might&lt;br /&gt;Perceiving the sweet aroma of my sweat-damped polka dot shirt&lt;br /&gt;Even in the midst of this romantic chaos everything feels so right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The storm won’t stop coming, raging again and again&lt;br /&gt;So excited I am, like a child playing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Her love burning in my heart my mind and my brain&lt;br /&gt;To resist the viciousness of this gentle love is an act in vain!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24075895-114364736756230586?l=drisjany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/feeds/114364736756230586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24075895&amp;postID=114364736756230586&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114364736756230586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24075895/posts/default/114364736756230586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drisjany.blogspot.com/2006/03/twisted.html' title='TWISTED'/><author><name>Dris J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03245210023255783840</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
