21 Jan 2008

you make me,
you break me,
you rip my soul and shake me.


you turn my life around
you walk away and burn me
yet i still yearn for you.

zaza at 12:39 am

6 angels shot me

6comments

at January 21, 2008 Anonymous Anonymous said...

Your poetry lacks enthusiasm. Woh baat nahi rahi. Try some more deep words and two facet meaning than it would turn out to be great. Your poetry admirer :) .. If you wanna say something back post it on your blogspot and ill get back to you..!! Bye Takecare.. Peace out.

 
at January 21, 2008 Anonymous Zain said...

I didnt like your poetry but i loved your picture.. so dont post your fucking poetry instead start posting your pictures.. P.S dont mind.. its comment only.

 
at January 21, 2008 Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jab se tumhari poetry parhi mein shayar ban gaya hoon, raaton ko neend aati hai, jab mein university se ghar wapis aate hoon to tumhari poetry parhta hoonn. Yeh sher sirf tumharay liyae:
Tumne zulfein hataeen to kuch keh na sake
Tumne nazraen milaeen to mila na sakey
Jab tum jaaney lagey to tumhein rok na sakey

 
at January 21, 2008 Blogger d SINNER!!! said...

huh....the yearnin....

can it ever end?

 
at January 21, 2008 Blogger zazafeefi said...

anon1: thanks for that. yep i know what yo mean..these words were instantaneous and i just put them up, cos i felt like i was neglecting mi bloogi ;[ thanks for commenting though! who are you?

zain: i only know 2 zains lol and i dont think youre either one of them...please dont comment if youre gna write shit like that, ok?

anon2: f off. i think i know who you are? and you know that i know who you are.

d sinner: no dammit its eternal.. aaaaahhh thanks for the comment

 
at January 22, 2008 Blogger before the rain... said...

when weird people start commenting then indeed eternity becomes finite.

 

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