My Summer is full of beauty, love, and Happiness

I haven't written on this blog lately. Hmm well this is because I have been enjoying my summer. I've been really getting into this summer a lot. I have been travelling, meeting beautiful people. I remember when I was in 7th grade and I saw this boy that I liked. Every time that he looked my way I my stomach started to churn. And when he talked to me I would sound like a complete idiot. My sentences didn't make any sense, I was laughing at his jokes (which weren't even funny), when our teacher paired us up my hands were always shaking, I was sweating, the works. This summer I found myself feeling like how I did in the 7th grade. Lets call him Rasheed. Now Rasheed is an interesting young man, very involved with his community, especially the youth. Very admirable. I was drawn to him. Rasheed is very much involved with public speaking. He talks a various amount of events, and the first time I saw him speak was when I realized, there cannot be so much passion in one human being. Rasheed loves talking, and he actually made me tear up a lil bit. So after the event was done, I got the chance to speak to him. And there I was, feeling 13 again. A smile from ear to ear. My buddy told me that I was looking like such a fool. After we finished talking I had a bittersweet feeling. I got to talk to him but that was going to be the last time I talked to Rasheed. I am a HUGE believer of fate, and God bringing people together. Since late June a dear friend of mine has been harassing me to come with them to do an activity. So we go, and I come to find out that Rasheed is running it. I would go as much as I could. It is now mid August and I'm glad to say that Rasheed and I are good friends. But once again I believe that Allah has a plan and if its meant to happen then it will. Now mind you that I'm not one of those lovey dovey, Nicholas Sparks type women. I believe in love and I believe in happiness and whats meant to be.

I will try to update this blog more often but I'm just extremely forgetful about it.
Ramadan Mubarak

Simply, Asha


**Forgive me if it doesn't make any sense its 5am and I havent slept in 3 days

Shot out to Rene Lamarche for an amazing video. Thank you brother!

Something that my friend did. Very talented filmmaker and an amazing guy.

The sleepless writer.

So I write this post at 5:12 am on Friday May 20th 2011 for two reasons

1st
I simply can't sleep
2nd
the cause of my sleeplessness is due to a couple next door expressing their emotions to each other very loudly. I now know the name of my neighbors by the way.

This lack of sleep helps me with many things. I see situations in a different light. I write the best poetry I could ever write at this time. And minus the show of emotions that is going on next door, it is actually peaceful.

And so I begin,
" They just don't understand my reason, I transcend like seasons and scar these rappers like legion"- Rapper Jane Doe

The transitions from the bitterness of the cold to the kiss of the sun is very beautiful. The grass begins to grow, the trees are born again and the earth is breathing. I am caressed by the warm breeze and I don't want it to stop. I've noticed that people tend to wear their emotions,and lately I've been witnessing very vibrant emotions. All greens,reds, yellows, oranges, pinks. Very beautiful. Seasons change, spirits change. I believe that if there's a shift in any sort, many follow blindly in the hopes of finding a better self, for them and the people that they love. I also believe all change is good, whether its good change or a change that has a negative impact. Change shows that you are capable of feeling, to show that you are not dead inside. (And even if  it is a bad change something or someone or some nation is going to end that change and transform it to a positive one. i.e Libya) Being able to change is a good thing. My change is more identifying me to be a better me. Many people wonder at times, how I can speak with such rich vocabulary and then when they see my posts or my status updates they think I'm like a Neanderthal. I tend to separate my simplistic writing from my speech because I know when I need to be "Professional" Asha rather then simply Asha.  I think the only time that you will see a non simplistic writing from me is Essays. This frustrates me sometimes because I feel like I'm not being true to the people who read my writings and thoughts. But then again I think, " your not in school, why waste your time, say what you need to say and be out." So instead of saying things that might make it easier for the reader to understand I write what make sense to me, I write for myself. After all, it is my blog. I don't like to alter myself to make sure others understand. However on this road to identifying myself to be a better me, I will take that into consideration. I don't want to but I must.


"I transcend like seasons"
I want to be a better me.

Simply, Asha

Con men of imagery

who hijacked innocent thoughts and turned them into

self-inflicting wounds, what is your definition of beauty?

Simply, Asha

Voice of optimism

The voice of optimism in a negative world.

I have goals, aspirations and dreams.

I am many things but the title that I'm most proud of is a slave. 

A slave to the creator, love and art.






Simply, Asha

"Look at the brighter side...."

I am the cup half  full  of optimism

I am the look at the brighter side spokes person

I am a hopeful romantic. 

when all has loss let the voices of hope deafen the ears of defeat

The tunnel vision of dreams, there is no stopping me.

I am the drop kick a person who says no to me

I wanna own it.

I can taste victory.

I will not settle. 

Ignite the forest of defeat to infiltrate the army of dreams

For those who belittle there selves to fit the mask of the awoken dream team

This is your calling, to be whatever the hell you want be.

Let your heart explode with creativity.  

Just better believe I will not stop.

I came to far to know that revolutions can be birthed through fingertips

So don't underestimate me.

I am a shining token educated among rusted coins  

This hope is a starving child about to feast on its dreams

I am here.

I am now.

I will not let negativity make my path.

I am the voice of innovations

I tie the noose of exploitations and let it hang

Don't to tell me I cannot do it.

I am unable to accept defeat

I will not be the doormat to the footsteps of inadequacies 

I will not let broken love remain in pieces

I will not let envious demons enthrall in my fall

I have hope 

that is all I need to end the voices of defeat 

and bring sound to the faith that tells me 

"think of a new way asha "

"dont let them bring you down asha"

"you're queen asha"

My dream

I will not awake from your grasp

I will follow you til we have come to the destination

and when we reach the top, let us part our ways. My soul with the creator

and your path for the lonely walker. 

and if I lose you just remember, the ultimate goal for the pursuit of happiness is to be 

awake in your dream.

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-Minimizing negativity


Simply, Asha

Something that I can't title. Just my thought.

These  messages
Words that describe the surface
Inside thoughts that are tangled
tangled as a loves triangle
I wish my heart could speak.
My heart that cries out
I want my heart to have a voice box
turn the knob to full blast til it breaks
let it break
let this brake.


Simply, Asha