Sunday, October 4, 2009

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I am bored of this pattern now Of being in love with you It was a beautiful kaleidoscope from which I had seen hues But now its broken Its n...
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Friday, October 2, 2009

The Man: JOE

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V1: Put your hand out the window And turn back Joe. Put your head out the window And turn back Joe. Your dog did his doodie on my lawn today...
Sunday, September 27, 2009

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लाशें सब लाशें हैं सब लाशें हैं जिंदा कोई नही सब लाशें हैं चलती हैं बोलती हैं हस्ती कभी कभी फूंट फूंट के रोती हैं लाशें सब लाशें हैं गिरता ह...
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Monday, September 14, 2009

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Death is beautiful and peaceful. Okuribito (Departures) explains that wonderfully. It deals with the uneasiness that people have regarding d...
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Friday, September 11, 2009

Non-nursery rhyme

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Mary had a little lamb But the lamb was mean to Mary. Mary tried to get rid of it, But it refused to leave. Mary tried a trick or two yet it...
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Thursday, August 13, 2009

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In the heart of darkness There is a light The immeasurable blinding light. What a man is He himself does not know Pretentious, pretending to...
Tuesday, June 30, 2009

THE ROSE THAT GREW FROM CONCRETE : Tupac Shakur

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Did u hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete Proving nature's laws wrong it learned to walk without having feet Funn...
Tuesday, June 23, 2009

The Walrus and The Carpenter by Lewis Carroll

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The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright-- And this was odd, b...
Tuesday, June 9, 2009

New City

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It is almost like a start from the end of the lane The dead end doesn’t open but takes me through it I am wrapped in a bizarre quilt Not fee...
Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Dude! Yeh galat hai!

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Galti kar li maine Yaad ho gayi nani Do glass chai ke saath Pi li nimbu pani Galti kar li maine Kyu ki itni daring? Socha tha ‘Wah kya rapch...
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A Caution To Everybody

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Consider the auk; Becoming extinct because he forgot how to fly, and could only walk. Consider man, who may well become extinct Because he f...
Monday, May 25, 2009

When it is gonna rain this time...

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I would be floating in the sand. Digging my feet deep into the water. When it is gonna rain this time... I would let the umbrella go upside ...
Friday, May 22, 2009

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Inspiration. Ignition. Something that kick starts. Speechless like the wind, And can not be surpassed. No hinting traces left behind. All ...
Thursday, May 21, 2009

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From darkness into the light I saw her face, what delight! She is a moment’s peace That cannot be acquired You can get lucky But its somethi...
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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

English language

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This is a poem that inspired me a lot and for once made me think,writing poems could be fun. Some words have different meanings, and yet the...
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Irregular Stream

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An irregular stream of dreams is passing by, The eyes are wide open and the world is in my arms. There is someone somewhere looking at me, I...
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Saturday, May 2, 2009

something is out of place...

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It’s not very usual, something is certainly out of place; I am not yet sure, maybe I've lost something I can’t replace...! What is a man...
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

The storyteller

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He travelled to undiscovered lands, He met people who aren’t born yet. From the mystical river, Emerged the storyteller each and every night...
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Smiles pushed out of parted lips. Heavy hearts that never smile and tip. Hazy dreams, occupied with silent screams. People so weary, with he...
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Sunday, April 19, 2009

From slumdog to...

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She tapped on the glass. She gestured for a rupee. I looked at her. I looked away. I looked at her again. ‘I’m not going to give you any mon...
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Sunday, April 12, 2009

An Ode to My Childhood

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Today, memories are looking through the glass, Of the debates where no one would ever lose, Of the evenings, where we always walked till the...
Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Why so serious?

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Why so serious? Joker's dad asked him! Why so serious? Joker joked with me. The smile streched from one end to another. Its elastic almo...

The blog is dying

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The blog is dying. So some people say. Do we have enough hours in a single day? To churn out a few words. A few lines. A few thoughts. I don...
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Thursday, March 26, 2009

Blink

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The phone call went unanswered, The smile was fading away. Your broken silences, My half hearted attempts. You kept on moving and always sta...
Wednesday, March 25, 2009

SOB.SIGH.GRUNT

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I’m so poor I can be a beggar Forever, forever if things don’t change I’m so low I can be a door mat Forever, forever if I don’t change I fe...
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Monday, March 23, 2009

Its not that I can't write poetry

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Its not that I cant write poetry, Its just that i'd rather watch The Big Lebowski; Its not that there is a problem with the verse that i...

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Would you stay? I haven’t laughed since so many days I haven’t smiled since so many days To tell you the truth, I have not been living in so...
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On the canvas called night If this were a dream You would be the writer And I would be the poem Like a book written to be read But not meant...
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Sunday, March 22, 2009

Ek Cup Basi Coffee

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(yah yek imaaginaarii situashan men likhii gaee kavitaa hai... jo sach men yah savaal poochhatii hai kii in sab men imaaginaarii kitanaa hai...
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Friday, March 20, 2009

Agnee Song Lyrics (Contest Entry)

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Chanced upon this contest by MTV and Agnee. You can hear Agnee's composition here . This is what i sent! JO THA LIKHA Na kaha Maine na ...
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"Call of the lover"

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The lush green valleys, Clouds floating in the sky, Back home in the labyrinth of alleys faces smile as you walk by; All these know somethin...
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Limerick gibberish thrimelian slimmerick

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Poems aren't always about languages.What if you don't know the language wont you enjoy it? Eerum paravum chara varavum Thar para mar...
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Insomnia

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In the deep dungeons of my eyes, sleep sat curled up like a frightened cat. Not listening to my voice or pretending not to listen. The room ...
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Thursday, March 19, 2009

The Chimney Sweeper by William Blake

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A little black thing among the snow, Crying "'weep! 'weep!" in notes of woe! "Where are thy father and mother, say?...

for my earphones.

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Drowning every sound your lovely voice filled my ears there was room for your endless chatter... about heartbeats, shaded birds or a silent ...
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

LOL (not!)

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I stood there, alone As they joyfully laughed Just a step or two might have been taken But for them, the happiness came floating on a raft. ...
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Blog template

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If anyone out here wants the template to change a. Please speak now, or forever hold your peace b. Please let us know what the template shou...
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________________________________________ A Poem by Nichita Stãnescu Tell me, if I caught you one day and kissed the sole of your foot, would...
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Something I'd read. And liked.

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Though my mother was already two years dead Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas, put hot water bottles her side of the bed and still we...
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Monday, March 16, 2009

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When i decided to write a random anthem, I gave myself a glass of bland rum to write about .. ..............say....... Phantom.That purple s...
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Randomisation

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Lost for words Guess that’s how I feel When I pen down thoughts that are real or surreal Give me a glance Or even a ear Punish me for wrong ...
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Wahin ke wahin...

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Should I author an expression for us all to know when I’m gone? Or should I grey another day Or rather yet depart undone? Wilt with time, in...

The Guest Room

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Through lost highways, and study failures, And an ascending burning bridge ‘tween. In this confinement of voyeur walls, her beauty was lost,...

Permanent Blackener

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Addiction, and another, Extreme points of the line I walked. I’ve been oscillating between these milestones for as long as I can’t remember....
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Like a drop in the ocean, he disppeared in my dreams. There was passion but the urge to kill the dream was stronger. The life would go on, l...

about a girl

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A really brave girl with a timid soul… Just too much of a child but still getting old. So full of contradictions So unsure… Too aggressive b...
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Sunday, March 15, 2009

Welcome guys!

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Hey guys, I can't explain how excited I am to start this group. For starters, the inspiration to start this group came from the movie De...