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The Poet's Corner....: October 2009
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009. He stood on the ledge overlooking the breakers and looked at the sky above. It was a beautiful evening made even more beautiful by the fact that it was the beginning of a new life for him. He'd been struggling for the past 3 months with a lot of things in life. And today, all that was about to change.All that suffering was about to end forever.He closed his eyes, feeling the cool breeze whip at his face. Oye, kya kar rahai? Baarish mein kyu khada hai? Bheeg raha hu, sirji.".
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The Poet's Corner....: Some Dreams
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Monday, April 14, 2014. Some dreams become memories,. Some lay waiting, quiet, in bed. Some are vague, and their vagaries. Are things, best left unsaid. Some are vivid, colourful, drawn. Upon the day we spent, in struggle. Some are purely plain, yet born. Of some deep unsettling trouble. Some dreams are funny, some divine. Some, they dare us to cross that line. Between the truth, reality, and farce. Some just make us wish for the stars. And yet what dream remains, but vapour. My Thoughts about everything.
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The Poet's Corner....: June 2009
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Thursday, June 4, 2009. From behind a hooded veil,glowing,. Smiles a face, unknown to me,. With eyes,a million miles away, yet knowing,. Of secrets, that I couldn't see. A silvery glow,so inviting,that veil,. Yet without cure,deathly pale,. I seek a treasure there,left behind,. That never ever was mine to find. A thousand eyes have set upon that visage,. But now,she hides from sight,. As if to taunt,ridicule my plight,. Like an oasis,a desert mirage. At last, the stars in my favor,descend upon the night,.
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MELTING POT: February 2009
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An amalgam of almost everthing. Wednesday, February 25, 2009. People are different in many ways. Some are tall, while others are short. People could be extroverts or they could be introverts. You could come across optimistic people or you could come across pessimistic people. But when it comes to a select few, the word strange falls way short of describing their exact nature. Welcome to the world of strangers. We are not human beings on a spiritual journey but spiritual beings on a human journey. Sometim...
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The Poet's Corner....: patch of green
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Sunday, April 19, 2015. Welcome to my patch of green. Where I am the garden queen. So many Butterflies and flower beds. And a hundred yellows, blues and reds. Swings and see-saws and slides around. And sandboxes, and a lot of sound. And all my friends who have come today. Are calling me to come and play. The merry-go-round, goes round and round. Bobbing horses and a jungle gym net. And mummy watching me from across the ground. Oh please I don't wanna go home yet. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other...
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The Poet's Corner....: March 2010
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010. After eons and ages,. And hundreds of pages,. Of rifling through the storybooks. Of all the little dramas, played out on stages. Of good versus evil, and the war therein wages. Of kings,goblins, golems and crooks. And nature's green beauty,of rivers and brooks. These beautiful stories, they remain, haunting memories. Of a night or a noon, spent in a cocoon. With a book in my hand, I could understand. My need to escape,to a world unknown. But now that i am older,now that i've grown.
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The Poet's Corner....: March 2009
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Monday, March 23, 2009. These are hard words to say,these goodbyes,. For they only bring tears to the eyes. They evoke a picture,lush green,a smile they bring,. And of a tomorrow unknown, no longer seen,no longer spring. Hath but in thy hands,other words to speak, To elucidate thine sorrow, yet lesser bleak. A future,where our hands are no longer clasped together, All alive but in memories,that we spent in fine weather. Call it lady luck,cruel fate,or just destiny. We all die a little,inside us,somewhere,.
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The Poet's Corner....: the injustice of rains
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Thursday, May 28, 2015. The injustice of rains. Flashes of silver, crackling doom, as the sky rends. Some thunder, some rain, some trouble portends. And puddles they grow, from one end to another. Till it stretches far as the horizon, this bloody wet weather. Umbrellas and raincoats, are useless as ever. Filling up every little crack, those evil drops of rain. Courageous men venture, they think that they're clever. But the damn rain will get them, all their efforts in vain. My Thoughts about everything.
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The Poet's Corner....: February 2010
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Wednesday, February 24, 2010. Sachin Tendulkar (also known as GOD). This is probably the most amazing day in all my life. Today is the day Sachin Tendulkar( also known as GOD) made history by being the first person in the history of the game of cricket to hit 200 runs in one day internationals. Sachin( also known as GOD), we love you. Period. Play at his best. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Friends, Romans, all who lent me their ears. My Thoughts about everything. Sachin Tendulkar (also known as GOD). Other...
