• Boona Mohammed – For the Love

    Satte upp liten dikt av en muslim om sin kärlek, sin stora kärlek förra året. Här har Eshaal lyckats med att skriva ner hela texten för dem som inte har youtube. Eshaal har en ny blogg, så adda henne. Gammalt inlägg, åter publicerat här.

    Det finns nog de som har lite svårt att hänga med eftersom han pratar ganska snabbt, så jag har skrivit ner hans ord;

    You should only say ‘I love you’
    When it is completely obvious
    And is not actually needed to be said
    So I pray to God that I love her until my very last breath

    Wallahi she is perfect
    Everything about her just makes perfect sense
    And anytime I get lost or confused she is a true friend

    Ever since I was a child we use to study on the weekends
    And I mean, some of the brothers liked her
    And some of the brothers were obsessed

    And at first, I didn’t really get it
    I mean, what made her so different?
    Until my eyes were opened wide to our sweet romance
    And wallahi she is perfect
    Did I mention that part yet?

    ”Ahh, he’s going crazy. He really needs help.”
    Please, judge me all you want but keep the verdicts to yourself
    Because no matter who you love there will always be obstacles and critics
    And good looks aren’t everything
    But hey, it’s all I really got

    And I wanna get close to her because she is close to God
    So I cry my heart out, I let it all go
    Because after every rainfall must come a rainbow
    And trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you’ve never even met

    So I can’t turn back now
    I can’t pretend to be ignorant
    I can’t go around acting like she doesn’t have me on lock
    Hasn’t got me lowering my gaze
    Because she is always on top of my mind
    Designed as a kind gesture to all mankind
    So I could still see her beauty even if I was blind

    And I believe everything she says because she is yet to lie
    And if you could point out a contradiction I would gladly say goodbye
    But you can’t
    So I can’t get her off my mind
    No word of a lie
    She is a dime
    Eleven out of ten

    And I love the fact that she always has me thinking
    Because to live without thinking is to shoot without aiming
    People have alot of questions about her and so
    You know, I don’t mind explaining
    Because she has absolutely nothing to hide
    Her house is your house
    So you’re all allowed inside

    But what bothers me
    Is when people who don’t know her talk bad about her behind her back
    Uneducated chit-chat
    But she is perfect
    Why can’t you all just see that?
    Why don’t you learn about her before you cast your stones?

    We never blame love
    Even though love has caused plenty of wars
    You’ve never seen the wind
    But you still know that it blows

    So trust me
    There is no point in trying to break up our happy home
    Because the struggle only makes us stronger
    The change makes me wise
    And happiness has it’s own weird way of taking its sweet time

    She’s my other half
    My sidekick on the side
    She makes me, me
    We are partners in crime
    Where she is I am not far behind
    And if she’s in danger
    Then my life too is on the line

    And it’s not just a crush anymore
    I wanna learn everything about her
    Everything that happened before
    To all of her friends
    And to all of her misguided fools

    And to be honest
    I don’t really like arguing about her
    Because I don’t wanna do her the slightest bit of harm
    And I’d love to stay and entertain your battle of whits
    But most of you are clearly unarmed

    I love and respect her
    Like I have been taught to love and respect all women
    So to you is your love
    And to me, is my religion

    Some men manipulate her
    And use her for greed
    Kill in her name
    But her name comes from peace

    So I stand by her pillars proud
    She keeps me grounded
    Reminds me to be humble
    Through her are all the answers to every question even worth asking

    And to love her
    You must be capable of loving all types of human beings
    Because they deserve to hear her words and learn of her teachings

    She represents what’s within
    All my sisters and brothers
    Practice by my kin
    And praise by my mother

    A gift from Allah
    Sent from way up above
    She is Islam
    I am in love

    – Boonaa Mohammed


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6 Responsesso far.

  1. Elin skriver:

    Alltså….. För bara några minuter sedan när jag stod och lagade mat så kom jag att tänka på den här dikten, och på hur länge sedan det var jag hörde den. Tänkte att den måste jag snart lyssna på igen, och så ser jag nu att du har lagt upp den här. Vadå läskigt? 😛

  2. Bahlool skriver:

    hahah paranormal state eller vad programmet heter på tv4 kanske har plats för dig 😉
    tror det är 3 gången jag publicerat den och just den här har din text med också!!

  3. Elin skriver:

    Hahah, ja, får satsa på att bli medium istället för socionom haha. Sjukt läskigt.

  4. Bahlool skriver:

    Bra du sa det, det är ju medium på tv4 idag (favorit serie)!!! alltså jag skrev idag om en skådisk, jag tänkte på honom bara nån dag sen..och nu är han död 😛 händer rätt ofta..synd man inte kan tänka på rätt siffror till lotteriet 😉

  5. Elin skriver:

    har faktiskt aldrig sett medium, trots att det verkar ganska bra. kanske ska kolla på det då? trevligt att du verkade så glad när du sa att han var död haha 😉 åh, om man kunde! då skulle vi vara stenrika, haha.

  6. Bahlool skriver:

    hahaha nej tyckte synd om han det blir så vemodigt..jag menar snart är man även där 😛 jävla skit inget medium jag som kom hem bara för den seriens skull


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