11 Nov 2005

Death

sometimes i just write things and when i re-read them, i wonder what the hell i was thinking...

are you lurking behind
my yearly dose
of anti depressants
and i cant see you?

are you buried within
that box of
cigarette matches
and will soon ignite?

are you hiding in
that bottle of
alcohol
and i cant yet free you?

are you waiting
like a big fat bully
to corner me
so you can win the fight?

try not to grope me
mayhap you'll choke me
i'm guessing thats the plan
and no, dear, youve got it all wrong
i never was
your hugest fan.

Zainab Bhatti

zaza at 10:56 am

7 angels shot me

7comments

at November 11, 2005 Anonymous Anonymous said...

somehow i always get ure shit!!:)
td

 
at November 11, 2005 Anonymous Anonymous said...

theres a very 'eerie' atmosphere in here

 
at November 12, 2005 Blogger Saeed said...

LOL! umm, there'sno "www" in my blog's url...get rid of dat & it shud bring u 2 my blog...& LOL @ mr sindhi topi...c'mon, u can do better than that??
waise, even i'm trying to get to know u better so that I can get u a better nickname...lol!dupattafied z-ster just isnt mean enuf...lol

 
at November 12, 2005 Anonymous sohail said...

nicely done.. u have gift :) i've got a curse.. work together and we can rule the world!

oh ok i really liked this one thumbsup!

 
at November 13, 2005 Blogger A.S.H. said...

brilliant yaar...coool poem

 
at November 14, 2005 Anonymous Anonymous said...

what ever happened to humpty dumpty rhymes?

 
at November 14, 2005 Blogger Usman said...

u are a nut!

lol...we all are...what we need now is the squirrel...does that make sense?

 

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