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Birthday: 2/27/1983
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Interests: I like to program software that relates to whatever I feel like, I am a poet, an avid reader, and thats it.
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Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Your #1 Match: INFP

The Idealist You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world. Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships. It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close. But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop. You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.

This sounds like me to a T

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.
You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.
Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.
In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.
 
 
You Are 22 Years Old
22
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
 
I thought I was 22 too...


Tuesday, May 24, 2005

“And for a moment of time, here I am again, looking into the depths of my soul.” – Affan

 

            I’m back for a minute. Just a minute, no more, no less. I need to address something that has been eating at me. To share a series of poems I wrote this past weekend.

 

Exodus: The Coming

Dissipating heartbeats into the great vastness of space,/losing control of all thought is the only escape./Naive minds take giant leaps and fall into the abyss,/unprophecised fortunes foretold all of this./Density within ravaged souls continues to grow,/blind to the truth and immuned to the cold./Locked inside the box of conformity,/these souls tried to get rid of me./Welcome to a world where you have no control,/a place where I rule and all my naysayers live in remorse./You are now trapped in this magnum opus,/all hail the great coming of a monolithic Exodus.

 

Exodus: The Force

Intellect has faltered in the presence of insanity,/and yet they insist still that they must get rid of me./My immortal power of mind over matter will reign forever,/even after each individual comes towards me together./My thought process is too advanced to calculate,/combining philosophy and human nature as I amalgamate./To be blind to see what is in front of your eyes/is only to be human but I am not surprised./To be pointed out what can be plainly seen/is an err of the mind for ignoring the scene./Now follow me to the end and wait/for the final testament of life and fate.

 

Exodus: The End

Seas will part, tainted by the blood of sinners;/mortals shall run, fearing the spread of blood spillers./Lead to the edge where heaven meets hell,/the remaining population will be gathered and quelled./From the ashes of my own demise/will be resurrected, the second coming of a phoenix, as I rise./Judgement will be passed immediately on all blind souls,/the rest will be pardoned upon a lengthy discussion and recourse./Earth will become hell, where the blind will reside;/the atmosphere will clear to reveal heaven, all believers will live in the sky./You've just witnessed apocalyptica maximus,/the end of the prolific Exodus.

 

That’s it for me. Oh, and one more thing….

 

Let every Teardrop Of Mine fall deeper into the abyss and leave you wanting more. ‘Let The Rain Wash The Pain Away’ into the grandiose of soul asylum…Peace out…enjoy your days…evenings…late night rendezvous…

 

“Sing for the moment, live for the pain, die from the lament, drown in the rain…” – Affan

 


Monday, March 28, 2005

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"My life is about to start..." -- Affan

 

{THE FAREWELL ENTRY...}

 

            It's been awhile since my last post. I've taken some time off in order to get some things straightened out in my life, and now I must tell you all of the conclusion I have reached. But first, I want to tell you all that I will never stop writing; I do have a few poems for you all including the sixth installment of my Magic Carpet Ride poems. Now to my conclusion, I am thinking that I will temporarily stop writing for awhile, both on my xanga and poetry. Why, you may ask? Simple. At the end of April, I will no longer be on as much, nor do I know when I will be on. I am not quitting xanga, nor am I going to stop writing. I will continue to update my xanga every now and then, until the end of April when I officially move out. After that time, I will update whenever I get a chance. I just wanted all my readers to know in advance, so you all wouldn't be confused as to where I went. Though I will miss all the compliments and support, you all will have my previous poetry to fall back on until I update again. I also intend to go out on a good note, so with this post, will be my final set of poems until next time. End of April is still awhile away, I know, but I have to get ready for the move as well. With all that in mind, I have one more announcement...I will release another poetry compilation before I leave. It will include the newest 40 poems I've written, and any new ones I write before my departure (which will not be on my xanga). When I release it, I will post it on my xanga, so keep checking in whenever you get a chance. I guaruntee that it will be worth the download. I will release it in PDF format, so you will need Adobe Acrobat Reader in order to view it. Now for my newest and final set of poems until next time...

 

[Another standard rap/poem to start off with.]

 

You Can't Kill Me

You can't kill me, I'm trapped in a mental penitentury,/I've already lived through illness in an infirmary./Sometimes I think this life is worthless to me,/nothing but hatred and misery to a mind born as a hopeless seed./I wrote this for my critics and my enemies,/last week they used to love me, remember me?/This life's got me feeling weak,/but I fight on with a war-like mentality./You can't kill me, I plow through foes with no chance of indemnity./My every word brings credibility to the inevitability/that I'm the truest lyricist and I ain't afraid to bleed./I live to love and I'll ride to die,/I've done my deed, now watch me fly./You can't kill me.

 

[Humorous poem. I really must have been high to have written it LOL.]

 

When I Got High

I'm cryptic when I rip this, oops I wrote it backwards, I'm dyslexic,/now take this info for a minute and digest it./What do you think, do you like it,/does it burn because if it does, I spiked it./How long do you think it takes for me to write this?/I'm too complex for you to fight this./I'm kind of like Batman and Robin, "Holy cripes miss!"/Did she just say I fizzled her pizzle, was that a diss?/Oh my gizzle, isn't she from Gorilla's in the Mist?/Jeewillikers Batman, why does she talk with a lisp,/she needs to find someone and get laid quick!/It's no wonder she gets hit, her front is like a flat brick./Someone tell me why I'm talking to an it?/Oh crap, it's a moving wall, I'm about to get squished!/I'm about to get some lift but then I start to fly!/What the hell is this, oh yeah, I forgot I was high.

 

[To all those guys who really have someone special in their lives...you'll relate to this one.]

 

Angel of Sanctuary

Her glance towered over me with a commanding presence,/her face lit up with an effervescent glow./She smiled as the room was filled with her radiance,/I was beckoned towards this angelic beauty./Emotions suddenly taking over my senses,/I knew she was the one I've longed for./Crystal clear eyes pierced into my soul, into my very being./I was now spellbound by this spectacular creature,/as she made her way into my mind to explore my conscience./She smiled at the thoughts of glee, cried at the thoughts of pain;/she laughed at the humor my heart contained, amazed by all the knowledge I've gained./She is the one I've needed all along,/from the day I was born to today.

 

[True loves sentiment.]

 

Never Let You Go

If I could touch you tonight, if I could take you with me into the twilight,/I'd never let you go./If I could smell your sweet scent, if I knew that this love was truly evident,/I'd never let you go./If I could make love to you, if I could love you the way true lovers do,/I'd never let you go./If you went blind, I'd become your seeing eyes,/I'd never let you go./If you got sick, by your side I would stay with,/I'd never let you go./If you wanted something I couldn't get,/I'd pray with you until you got your way./I'd never let you go./I am your's forever,/we are always together,/and I will not let you go, ever.

 

[Here it is, the sixth one of the series...]

 

Magic Carpet Ride VI

Welcome to the magic carpet ride,/please present your ticket if you want to ride./Lay down, relax, and put your senses on high./No clothes is the rule, birthday suit is required,/spread your legs a little and prepare for passion fire./Let your fingers trickle down and release your erotic desires./Let yourself feel my heat as we both inquire/each others bodily scents to quench what our love inspires./Into your dreams we shall retire./Over your body I hover,/to give into your embrace as I discover/the intensity of your grace as a lover./Impatient kisses under the covers/show how much we lust for eachother,/but this is true loves hunger and it'll only take us further./Intimate kisses inside your thighs,/sensing the heat of your body rise./Feeling the love within your eyes,/as I let my tongue slip deep inside./Low moans creep out as my tongue collides/with the tip of your clitoris while your hands gently guide./Grabbing your thighs as my tongue gently slides,/making you move your hips from side to side,/I feel you come and now it's time to make true love, the kind that binds./Let my engorged member find the entrance into your primed/organ as I feel friction devine around my penis' incline./We'll define what it is to have intercourse,/there's no remorse for the actions we've taken during the course./My hands around your shoulders and of course,/your legs around my hips to keep on with the force;/I start a slow back and forth flow as I continue to grow/deep inside your uterus to implore/pleasure because I just want more./More of your tender love galore,/tongue kissing you while you're moaning for more./Eyes closed, feeling the pressure between us as it rose,/critical moment as our pleasures expose/themselves within the embrace we've enclosed./Keeping with the rhythm of your hips flow,/I slowly turn the heat up with quick thrusts for an encore./Screaming that you want more,/pleasure emanates from the central core./Both come at the same time,/collapsing on eachother with a final sigh./Thank you for purchasing a ticket to another magic carpet ride.

 

[L8er Daze...]

 

KrYpTiK SkRiPtUrEZ

Here it goes, my final flow, I've kept you on your toes,/but now it's time for me to lay low./Keep showin me love and let my prophetic words grow/within your intellect as I enter through your minds door./Seeping and creeping through every neuron/while you lay sleeping with the lights on./Nothing about me is deceiving but with this final take I'm leaving./Creating a world with thought breeding and hearts bleeding,/recognize that I'm forever undefeated./Anyone wanting to come at me, I'm gunna be like Mike Jackson and tell them to beat it./This is my final testament, so I don't need it,/no need to feed it, let it go, no need to inbreed it./Watch me close as I speed this, now heed this,/I'm gunna lead this on until the coast is clear./Right now there's nothing to fear,/but just wait until I disappear...

 

            That is it for me, until next time my friends. Stay poetic, and X, thanks for all your input and help. If you (or anyone else) needs to contact me, my email is aff2k4@hotmail.com. Peace out all!

 

"All good things must come to an end." -- Unknown


Monday, March 21, 2005

Currently Playing
God's Favorite
By N.O.R.E.
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"I am deus deviant." -- Affan

 

        Family situation: critical; Vital signs: normal; Overall life: normal; what does it all mean? Basically that my family is still from hell and I'm still trapped in here with demons who pry at my soul. Well, maybe not exactly, but you get the point. I've written a few poems to quench my readers thirst, I will display them after I am done commentating. I've started work on what will be the sixth Magic Carpet Ride poem of the erotic poetry series I've created and will share a 5 line teaser with you all. I do not know when I will get done with this one since I’m going to take my time writing it. Here are all the poems, including the teaser:

 

[Pure lyrical rhyme to show off my talents, possibly one of the best I've written yet.]

 

Mental Breakdown

I'm prolific, some people believe in reincarnation but I live it./An old soul born again so that I could give it all that I got in order to spit this./Every rhyme is a crime unjustified to the mind,/and just like Blackstreet said to Jigga, The City Is Mine./I'm a man of the night, too fast for anyone to mime, two steps ahead for anyone to find./Let my intellect slip in and blind, don't become a derelict and slip out of line./I control time, you think you read this for the first time,/when it's actually time number nine./I'll make you explode while I reload, reverse the flow and make you implode,/with mental hits and too much info to take in that you can't even de-fend./Just be pre-pared to leave here in confusion and mass delusions/too fast for inclusion of cryptic infusion./I'll leave you in seclusion, lost in my maze of eternal illusion.

 

[The best thing about a relationship is forgiveness.]

 

Mistrusting Deeds

Your face is imprinted in my memory,/oh baby, please tell me our love was meant to be./If I asked you to follow,/would you run away with me?/The pain I've caused you is hard to swallow,/don't leave me in grief and misery./Forgive my mistakes,/don't leave me to wallow in sorrow./The feelings I hold for you, I can not fake./This is a nightmare untrue, for there will never be another dame/such as you in this world;/I will never cry out in vain like I did when our love lost all its color./My life has never been duller than the days since you hated me,/give me another chance to make up for my mistrusting deeds.

 

[Obviously for the haters out there who think ill of me.]

 

4 The Bashers

To all the bashers sipping that tang, take a look twice cuz that's my wang./I got a real rhyme for you to bang, while everyone else holds back like "Damn!."/Jealousy'sa felony, it don't make you a man,/but if you care to talk, I'm sure I can./Do I rap too fast, am I too sincere?/Stop wasting your time cuz you just look queer./You think I fear what I can't hear,/but what you can't see will make it clear,/that I'm the one you actually fear./Why don't you face the facts, why don't you come here?/If you got the balls, come and slay me now,/next thing I hear is you're asking how./I'm laughing out loud,/while you're pleasing the crowd./I don't have to say a word,/you should take a bow.

 

[My dedication to my future and my love.]

 

Written Paradigm

I'm catatonic./When these words slip out of my mind, I'm up on it./Every rhyme is a verbal tonic, a mental chronic for those who want to ride the black comet./The only reason for this is to show that I'm honest;/I do this for my baby to show the world that I'm modest./I care not for the exposure or who's the loudest,/I just want to support my queen when life is at its hardest./Been told that I'm the smartest when it comes to life,/and I got a plan to make you my wife./Secretly bought the ring to pop the question,/been searching for awhile, now it's time for your attention./Will you...marry me?/Will you...support me?/Will you...carry my seed/until the day of conception?/I love you with all my heart, and baby there'll never be a contradiction./Without you, I would have fell apart, but you are my addiction./I need for you to keep me in line, for you are the base of all my convictions.

 

[For those young ladies that have sex and end up with a child; make sure you make your partner wear protection.]

 

Recourse 4 Intercourse

It's a new time and a new age,/females getting pregnant at a young age./Use protection, don't let your life fade,/there's no reason to throw your education away./There's no reason to forget a condom, your man shouldn't be scared to wear one./Just because he was too in it to want one, the image of his DNA might stop him./This is real life, another life will cause you more stress,/protect yourself if you don't want to feed with breasts./Keep your image clean, and remember to invest/a little money in order to protect./It'll be pleasure at first, but it'll turn to pain,/when your breathing heavy in the hospital again./Sixteen with a child, another skeleton you've gained./Don't throw the baby thinking it'll be the same./Once caught, you're life will be put to shame./Take responsibility, take the hit,/you created life, now you must take care of it./This is a lesson you should learn early on,/if you don't want a child and always worry,/use protection because you're better safe than sorry.

 

[Another take on a dedication of love.]

 

Hard Knock Life

It's a hard knock life for me, flowing forever for all time infinitely./Headaches, brain freeze, heartaches, verbal calamities,/no one can tell me what they want of me; I was born an angelic seed,/bred to live in hell and ultimately endlessly bleed./Who am I, what is my creed; my only claim is darkened inevitability./I'm oppressed, suppressed by the person I know I can be./It's a hard knock life for me, but I know my baby will be there to support me,/grow old with me, love me, hug me, never to judge me./She keeps my mind at ease, my heart at peace,/it's a hard knock life but she supports me mentally./A woman built of incredibility, she makes life worth living.

 

[Peaceful memories that have not yet come to pass, but will in due time...]

 

Memories Yet To Come

Breezy nights, pillow fights, baby, every moment spent with you feels so right./If I could be perfect for you tonight, if I could hold you so close and tight,/I'd never let that moment slip out of sight./Loving you is easy to do, seeing tears in your eyes makes me cry too,/but in the end as long as I have you, there is nothing I'm not willing to do./We could watch life pass by, we could learn to fly high,/we could be forever, until the day we die together./There would never be any doubt cast upon our passion,/no judgment to cloud steamy transgression./I envision your immaculate touch, the intimate division in me wants you so much./I want you, I need you, I won't live on without you,/so come and take me away into the sky of blue.

 

[And of course...the teaser...]

 

Magic Carpet Ride VI (Teaser)

Welcome to the magic carpet ride,/please present your ticket if you want to ride./Lay down, relax, and put your senses on high./No clothes is the rule, birthday suit is required,/spread your legs a little and prepare for passion fire./Let your fingers trickle down and release your erotic desires./Let yourself feel my heat as we both inquire/each others bodily scents to quench what our love inspires...

 

"What you see in me, you will never see in anybody." -- Affan

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Wednesday, March 16, 2005

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Affirmation
By Savage Garden
I Knew I Loved You
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“Loyalty to love is the greatest sign of sensitivity.” – Affan

 

            Well, as always, I’m not going to write a long commentary. The past few days I’ve realized that friendships are very special, and one must cherish them, not take them for granted. Today, I have 3 poems for you all to read, please let me know how you feel about them.

 

A Friendship Denied

We were great friends, you and I,/I was your shoulder when you would cry./I know well that I would've died,/had I never gazed up to meet your eyes/on that fateful day  when you entered my life./You helped me through strife/when my back was struck by a knife./You helped me through a lot of tough times,/you were my wings when I couldn't fly./I gave my hearts advice to you, why would I lie,/you turned your back on me and I was defied./The friendship I held so close was now denied,/my heart fell as you stated you didn't feel anything inside./It was as if what we once shared had just died,/and along with it went the friendships hopes and pride./I've been denied, I've been denied...

 

Love Is

Love is the tears in your eyes when I spill my heart to you and you want to cry./Love is the strength that you show every time I mess up and you still love me so./Love is the tender touch that I feel, when you caress my face, I know that it is real./Love is the opulent glow you emanate, which can turn negative and devastate./Love is the sweet scent you give off during those long days outside when it's hot./Love is the grandeur of your name, as it flows from my tongue, I shall not say in vain./Love is the depth of your soul, and the way we connect, and how I want more./Love is the feelings I have deep inside for you, for everything I've stated is honestly true.

 

Dreams And Wishes

Upon your lips I wish to be, away from all this pain and misery,/to be lost in your gaze and slowly let life fade away./In your arms I wish to be held, to guide my soul with your gentle spell,/to entrance me in a world of enchantment, before my mind breaks free of this encampment./Upon your body I wish to lay, so that my dreams can be paved,/to soar high like two bald eagles and be served like we're regal./In your dreams I want to be, to discover all your beauty and glory,/so that I may serve you as only a king can, to his children the best dad, to his wife the best man.

 

            I hope that I stirred up emotions, possibly made you teary-eyed; if I did, I did my job of conveying my emotions. Take it easy all, peace.

 

“True friendships never end, they are forever remembered for all time.” -- Affan



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