27 Oct 2011

http://www.poetick.co.uk/

zaza at 9:14 PM

0 angels shot me

1 Sep 2011

I need to be free.

When words fail me and my heart is on the verge of crumbling to little pieces, I feel like my lease may have have come to an end. Maybe i should have been freed from these chains a long time ago. I cannot explain the pain that has taken over my entire self in an instant. Thank you for making me realise my worth, but now i must return to be buried under the earth that has been dug up for me. Gone are the days when i was yours and you were mine. I am running out of time.

Free me, please, from these chains of life. I need to soar, I need to fly.

zaza at 7:38 PM

0 angels shot me

10 Aug 2011

do not judge me. in any way, shape or form. take a look at yourself before making comments and putting other people down, you talentless loser.
i feel rather gutted, like something is sinking in my stomach. maybe my heart, that has been in bits for quite some time now. there comes a time when you just dont want to hide behind a fake smile anymore; a time when your scars wear themselves on your sleeve, without your approval or consent.
over and out.

zaza at 1:03 PM

1 angels shot me

8 Aug 2011

I want some style/fashion advice. desperately.
I wish I had a personal stylist.

I want some more followers on twitter, please.
http://twitter.com/#!/crazymuslim

its been raining cats and dogs! nothing new.
bored and hungry.

random.

boom.

zaza at 1:08 PM

0 angels shot me

25 Jul 2011

soul in my learning curve.

i am a dreamer. i see things you dont. i can see beneath the obvious; far and beyond. but not to infinity. i will leave that for Buzz Lightyear. i have learnt that not everyone can see things the way i do, and thats fine.

i am stubborn. when i make decisions, i stick to them. even though the world will tell me i am in the wrong. but i dont care, because i dont want to care. it is my decision, and mine alone. right or wrong. i make mistakes and learn from them, just like you. i am human, in case you failed to notice. behind my smile, i too carry pain.

i cannot stand men who abuse and misuse their status as 'man' - i hate people who are the worlds biggest hypcocrites, and talk about religion as if they are so pious and 'religious.' i cannot stand 2 faced people, and have learnt from my mistakes to keep distance. i have learnt that to some people, i may be a 2 faced idiot. and thats fine too.

i have learnt that there is a lot of soul and energy in my learning curve of life, and this life in my learning curve is increasing everyday. i am more aware.

and that is fine.

zaza at 9:24 PM

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the one who tried to be fashionable, but never quite got it right.

zaza at 7:42 PM

0 angels shot me

6 Jul 2011

The dressing table mirror,
Plates, cups, saucers,
Your beloved mobile
My glass eye, your sunglasses
My camera, your framed photo
My Phillips shaver, your toothbrush
Your window, my door handle
Your nails, my teeth
The television or
The vase with the glass rose
Your laptop, my precious CD’s
Our dog’s back bone,

Darling, sweet darling,
Of all the things you could break,
Why did you break my heart?

Zainab Bhatti

zaza at 9:50 PM

4 angels shot me

I do hope I can revive my blog with words, for words are all I have.

zaza at 9:42 PM

0 angels shot me

literally.

Your white vest
has a hole
on the top corner
on the right.

Your blue boxers
are hanging low
and are not
where they are supposed to go.

Theres a beauty spot
on your you know what

See?

i saw right through you.


zainab bhatti

zaza at 9:37 PM

0 angels shot me

I really like the poem 'IF' by Rudyard Kipling.

zaza at 9:28 PM

0 angels shot me

I think I am back.

Wounds have healed.
The pain now is distant and dim.
Like a shining star?

I think I am back.
Stronger. And I'll be here for longer.
But I am not sure.

zaza at 9:13 PM

0 angels shot me

29 Mar 2011

i wonder if you still visit my blog and leave electronic footprints.

zaza at 5:42 PM

2 angels shot me

:(

zaza at 5:41 PM

0 angels shot me

4 Feb 2011

and when it was time to walk away, you ran.

zaza at 10:30 PM

0 angels shot me

27 Jan 2011

Taha: "i want a new brother!"

Mum: "Cant get u one now,"

Taha: "Just grow one!! Eat lots and lots of food so you get really fat, and go to the doctor and tell him to take it out of your tummy..but eat all the food in the world first to get fat.."

zaza at 2:41 PM

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26 Jan 2011

dear God.
thank You. lots.

zaza at 9:04 PM

0 angels shot me

12 Jan 2011


Everything happens for the best. eventually, everything slots into place and you think ah! now i get it! we come across things in life that help us change for the better. i will end this post before i have even started it. i hope everyone is doing well and i hope your troubles slot into place when the time is right. Peace. x


zaza at 7:20 PM

2 angels shot me

19 Nov 2010

your time to shine.

i fought, i swore, you died and then i cried and wished i valued you more instead of just walking out the door when you needed me most as you hopped from door to door and travelled from coast to coast.

there is something within me that has broken beyond repair and pain stares at me, totally aware that i can never have you and you are not there. sometimes the pain dulls down but sometimes it comes back with a vengence, teaching me a thing or two about putting myself in other peoples shoe.

sometimes i bleed and try not to pay heed to the stone that makes me stumble and fall to the floor as i crumble.

there are some things in this world that are beyond our reach and they teach us a few things and highlight the pain that this world is bound to bring.

i dont blog now but i am glad i have not shut this place down because i guess its something i can turn to when the going gets tough.

peace.

zaza at 10:49 PM

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7 Oct 2010

omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg.
omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg. omg.

zaza at 11:45 PM

4 angels shot me

30 Aug 2010

the script!

zaza at 10:39 PM

2 angels shot me

6 Aug 2010

bitch, please.

zaza at 3:18 PM

2 angels shot me

30 Jun 2010

the big move

i am being a traitor and going to a different world: moving to wordpress.
can i say thank you to everyone who has ever been on my crazy world here?
i will post a link up soon.

its been good,
peace.

zaza at 10:15 PM

0 angels shot me

3 Apr 2010

my dear God. help me please in times of happiness and in times of distress, for without You i am a hopeless nobody.

zaza at 1:17 AM

2 angels shot me

30 Mar 2010

the distance seemed to far for him.

zaza at 11:07 PM

1 angels shot me

12 Mar 2010

its been a while so thought id drop by with a thought or two to make your mind tick.

its nice to be important but its important to be nice.

hello sunshine, come into my life.

zaza at 4:03 PM

0 angels shot me

11 Feb 2010

John Mayer.

GOD.

zaza at 10:59 PM

0 angels shot me

8 Feb 2010

Flowers are caressed with passionate showers

Time poses a threat with its endless hours

Misery takes a walk through my mind

Hand in hand with madness, openly unkind

Tears form and slowly solidify

Face the pain, he said, but do not cry

Those who laugh at you and criticize

Fail to see the world through your eyes

In my heart soundly sleep dead dreams

They tear me apart right at the seams

A flower of pain blossoms inside

Leaving me with remains that I try to hide

Conceal everything with a wrecked smile

Broken memories lay in a cluttered pile

I try and join them together once more

Nostalgia and heartache galore

zaza at 12:15 AM

0 angels shot me

29 Jan 2010

sometimes, to make you aware of all your blessings, God makes things go wrong.

zaza at 1:00 PM

3 angels shot me

12 Jan 2010

i miss taha :(

zaza at 10:40 PM

0 angels shot me

8 Jan 2010

define crazy. something that doesn't fit the norm? someone with slightly different beliefs to yours? you're crazy if you say something wrong at the wrong time, you're crazy for not agreeing with what people think, you're crazy for not having an opinion of your own. you're crazy for not caring about people yet you're crazy for caring too much. you might upset the balance by going to extremes. am i the only one who thinks its OK to be an extremist for a good cause? is it wrong to smother someone in love? is it wrong to case them in a shell and shower them with affection? i write, for writing helps me breathe. words give meaning to feelings i cant use my mouth to explain. genuine words that come from the heart are a gift from God. am i crazy that i think that way? words give meaning to drops of tears that fall. words help me gain my sanity when i feel like i have lost it all. is it wrong that my words flow whenever i feel my pain beginning to grow? there is a river of pain running through every one of us, and whoever denies that is a liar. we deal with this river in different ways but the existence of this river cannot be questioned. shoot me if i'm talking shit.

sanity is like a flickering light switch. when will it die out completely, i wonder. nothing is ever certain and absolutely nothing lasts forever.

zaza at 2:24 PM

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7 Jan 2010

the parents are flying out to Egypt tomorrow and the sister is going back to university while i am stuck in shitty Burnley with nothing fun to do. im missing Taha already.

zaza at 11:31 AM

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