Thursday, September 17, 2015

TC

Pretzel 
Love
Red
Smell of a leaf
Lots of laughter
And infinite love...
That's him
That's the one I love 

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

L.O.V.E. Horible.is'nt it? It makes you so vulnerable,so foolish.so messy.It opens up your heart and someone can get inside and mess you up.But at the same time it changes your world to the high.the most PRECIOUS..IRREPLACEABLE..and UNEXPRESSABLE Feeling of universe.

Anonymous said...

Shah Naz

equanimity
love...
discernment
Love...
rainbow
love...
That's her
that's the one
that's the one i
i love...

Anonymous said...

Eid ki khushian Mubarak ho'n.Allah aap ko khush rakhe

Unknown said...

Great words Shahnaz

Anonymous said...

Blessedly Eid Mubarak Shahnaz :)

Anonymous said...

eid mubrook gal

Shahnaz said...

Love is life
Nothing horrible about love

Shahnaz said...

And to you shoaib ❤️

Anonymous said...

Thanx Gal and try not to keep your tears always on the eye lashes, precious things are shed quite carefully; perhaps seldom.

Anonymous said...

Shahnaaaaaaaaaaaaaaz............


Whenever I read your blog, I feel hollowness in your life. You long for one true love, which is a rare commodity.

You beg for love in your poetry... you want someone by your side who isn't yours and probably will never be yours. And people who are yours, still love you... But, you chose to become someone they don't reckon with.

You are a rebel... and usually a rebel finds no place...

But, dear... I pray for you and your success. Come back... Come back to live with your own people.

Stay blessed.