Hey ppl tis re a few poem . . .
sori tat im nt gonna write any story abt my live tis week cozz there nth happing . .
i mean i nvr go out from 24/11/08 till 29/11/08
hahas . . .
sooo im just at home playing com nd cheacking out some sweet poem . . .
tis few day i ptat my blog some of the sweet poem i found . . .
hahasss i noe i noe is a poem abt love . . .
wat can a gerl do ???
im just a gerl tat always thinking abt love
even if tis few day my heart is broken coz of tis idiot guy!!!!
wooww i was just planning just 2 write a short speach bt suddenly i write a long 1!!!
hahas sori ppl !!!!
kk just enjoy reading the poem kk i will pt more ltrr . . .
oo yar btw ...
cant wait 4 2morro i gt malay dance nd of coz wen there malay dance there choir!!!
hahas i cant wait 2 c ZANA!!!!!
nd the rest of the choir kid . . .
hm . . .
ala im gonn c tat freaking guy again[hahass yup is fadlih ofcozz]
haixx bt still im gonna enjoy it . . .
yeahh malay dancee YEPEE gonna gt 2 c sarahh !!!
hm . . . bt tis few sunday im more close 2 the choir then malay dance weired . . .
nd some ppl even plan 4 me 2 join choir!!!
OMG no way kk!!!
is nt tat i hate choir is just tat i dont realy like singing 2 ppl!!!
hm . . . ooo yar on monday maybe im gonna help the erm urban kids if im nt wrong nd maybe im gonna slepp over at zana house . . . yepee!!!
muhahahaa. . . OPSSS nd again i had just given a long speach . . .
hahas SORII!!!
kk just enjoy the poem . . .
Love wasn't there
To feel this way was, is a crime
a crime to the heart
the heart, feels this way because love wasn't there
this feeling sunk up on the heart
took ahold of the heart and all the heart could do was bleed
not blood, did the heart bleed but pain was the name pain came in a liquiad but will the heart ever understand how to cove up the womb
healing wasn't the process the heart had to go through
to stop the bleeding does it hurt to be hurt
does it hurt to bleed and unbleedable pain
yes said the heart it felt this way cause love wasn't there.
This Heart
this heart churns love
this heart brews hatred
this heart houses my passions
my passions share a room with my disinterests
this heart manufactures aspirationsand later decides to go against them
this heart admiresthis heart chastises
this heart misses you
and this very heart avoids letting that show
this heart longs for you
yet it doesn't want to be broken by you
this heart is a superwoman
juggling between east and west,
what's right and what's wrong,
reality and fantasiesand puts it all in perfect balance
