tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77068364812294348712024-02-18T17:54:19.133-08:00SINHA'S days.....sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.comBlogger160125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-70150725294194444312020-04-15T01:29:00.001-07:002020-04-15T01:29:29.723-07:00Who are they !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The longest
run they had amidst northern loo of the May,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The wrongest
turn they had in the glitter of the eastern bay.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The passes
they never issued, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The masses
they never refused.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">They are the
one who remains confused.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The
farmlands which are left behind, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The yellow grasses
which are yet to be grind,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">The cereals
nowhere to be dined,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">They are
the one living on kind.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-36797263107998843592018-12-09T10:31:00.002-08:002018-12-09T10:31:28.206-08:00I don't lie<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
In this time,<br />
of yours...you can keep me<br />
till I don't lie.<br />
I don't lie,<br />
all this time...<br />
only if you can keep me.<br />
<br />
I may not be the last thing..<br />
So in love...<br />
I may be the first one there...<br />
<br />
All this time,<br />
of ours....you can keep me<br />
till I don't lie.<br />
I don't lie ...<br />
all this time...<br />
only if you can keep me.</div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-69573393570779720372018-11-12T02:18:00.000-08:002018-11-12T02:18:01.370-08:00The Mirai <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-61220556794534681282018-07-24T13:00:00.001-07:002018-07-24T13:00:11.219-07:00Bring me those...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Those places I will remember,<div>
empty roads..dusky evenings.</div>
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Those faces I will remember,</div>
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shying away...staring eyes.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div>
I got no those words anymore,</div>
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I got no those space anymore.</div>
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<br /></div>
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Now you happen to cherish those</div>
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Now you happen to bring those.....</div>
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<br /></div>
</div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-70111007650737822342018-07-20T12:26:00.000-07:002018-07-20T12:26:42.224-07:00Living beyond seasons.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It is this winter, we possessed our tears;<br />
The tears, which weren't easy.<br />
It is this summer, we will be taking it easy;<br />
Those smiles, which won't be hazy.<br />
<br />
This is your story, or may be mine as well;<br />
doesn't matter of course for a while.<br />
As we last forever,<br />
It is now or never.<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-81831514913233697942017-04-08T12:43:00.000-07:002017-04-09T02:13:46.258-07:00Let's loose to evening....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">They all love being mystic,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">They all love being alone...</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">They wait till you fade...</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">It's all in the evening, </span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">It's all when they prepare to be gloomy.</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Let's meet in the morning,</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Let's chase the evening.</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">Let's lose to evening....</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">They all are not alone</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">They all are not mystic.</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">As they lose to evening,</span></div>
<div style="font-size: 16px;">
<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;">They make love in the morning.</span></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-50382957242127622882016-08-28T12:51:00.002-07:002016-08-28T12:51:35.133-07:00Life and seasons. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I tried to read the season which life has offered to me,<div>
I tried to bring elements of nature to portray their task, </div>
<div>
assigned for the season to exist.</div>
<div>
Season for me and season for you might be different or might not be,</div>
<div>
The elements of nature has always the same task, to give the season a color.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
Life, for me always has asked for the choices of colors which nature can wear.</div>
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Life, for me always has given me liberty to pick those elements of nature for the season.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
It is me who sometimes cheat on life, not showing enough faith,</div>
<div>
It is me who picks dark shades of color, it is me who fails in picking those right elements.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
But what has not failed till now, is the existence of season. </div>
<div>
<br /></div>
</div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-89727336926390121842015-07-10T07:38:00.000-07:002015-07-10T07:38:05.513-07:00Thousand stars waiting for us <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>you do,</i><div>
<i>I do</i></div>
<div>
<i>every body does like the way it is.</i></div>
<div>
<i>The sun in the evening,</i></div>
<div>
<i>The moon in between,</i></div>
<div>
<i>thousand stars waiting for us </i></div>
<div>
<i>to stare, to glance within.</i></div>
<div>
<i><br /></i></div>
<div>
<i>Its the evening,</i></div>
<div>
<i>here is the Sun</i></div>
<div>
<i>here is the signal of moon coming in between</i></div>
<div>
<i>here is the twinkling just started.</i></div>
<div>
<i><br /></i></div>
<div>
<i>Here she was, not alongside,</i></div>
<div>
<i>but within.</i></div>
<div>
<i>helping me to draw,</i></div>
<div>
<i>draw the figure of love,</i></div>
<div>
<i>draw the figure of joy,</i></div>
<div>
<i>all with those stars.</i></div>
<div>
<i><br /></i></div>
<div>
<i>Its me, bringing the cloud between</i></div>
<div>
<i>Its me, bringing the darkness within.</i></div>
<div>
<i><br /></i></div>
<div>
<i>Is she still here ?</i></div>
<div>
<i>lost somewhere?</i></div>
<div>
<i><br /></i></div>
<div>
<i>Let the cloud go,</i></div>
<div>
<i>let the darkness to the brim,</i></div>
<div>
<i>She will come</i></div>
<div>
<i>she will come.</i></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
<br /></div>
</div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-19540739630160777012015-04-29T10:00:00.002-07:002015-04-29T10:00:40.929-07:00You me and moments<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Lost
are those moments.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Gathered
and lived inside are,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Freedom,
expressions, and emotions.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Remembered
and few hidden, are the limitless.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Limitless
are not memories,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">But
are canvas and its colors.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Are
they fresh as <span style="color: #00b050;">green</span> or blushing like <span style="color: red;">red,</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Rather
are uniqueness in the <span style="color: #558ed5; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: #558ED5; mso-style-textfill-fill-colortransforms: "lumm=60000 lumo=40000"; mso-style-textfill-fill-gradientfill-shade-rectfill-pctbottom: 50.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-gradientfill-shade-rectfill-pctleft: 50.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-gradientfill-shade-rectfill-pctright: 50.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-gradientfill-shade-rectfill-pcttop: 50.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-gradientfill-shadetype: path-circle; mso-style-textfill-fill-gradientfill-stoplist: "0 \#FF3399 -1 100000\,25000 \#FF6633 -1 100000\,50000 \#FFFF00 -1 100000\,75000 \#01A78F -1 100000\,100000 \#3366FF -1 100000"; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: text2; mso-style-textfill-type: gradient; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themetint: 153;">colors.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Never
worried were those eyes,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">as
they happened to be today.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Kristen ITC"; font-size: 14.0pt;">Those
are the lost moments.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-10297807388178781592015-03-01T10:23:00.002-08:002015-03-01T10:23:24.051-08:00Thousands of her.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNON1I0FdHse-bURMBRzk2k6Fdlus2a9A3x3jwS9mPggrLSS4WiLl0UYBLM42ByYwSaOZ5LJkuGLZwgOMeJpz7cxsd2QbOGSNoaibJNT56d-0QZx3K7MsCSfa8AmNMbQGEVEzz_bzvdY7/s1600/DSC_4952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbNON1I0FdHse-bURMBRzk2k6Fdlus2a9A3x3jwS9mPggrLSS4WiLl0UYBLM42ByYwSaOZ5LJkuGLZwgOMeJpz7cxsd2QbOGSNoaibJNT56d-0QZx3K7MsCSfa8AmNMbQGEVEzz_bzvdY7/s1600/DSC_4952.JPG" height="211" width="320" /></a><i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Every time I am on her,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I have thousands to utter out.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">every time I am uttering out,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I have thousands to dream of.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">every time I dream of,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I have thousands to crush into.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">everytime I crush into,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I have thousands to smile for.</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></i>
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">everytime I smile for,</span></i><br />
<i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I have thousands of day I live into.</span></i></div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-71196815125353991922015-02-28T08:07:00.002-08:002015-02-28T08:07:56.243-08:00I am at crossroad<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I am at crossroad,<br />
you will call me an insane,<br />
but before that I would doubt your sanity.<br />
<br />
I am at crossroad,<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAdz8H_q9sUoY0zCqB1IGyYjprcMfw3fqNTlp2GvqTyBIgaRB6v4cyXpPwOOgOHxpsYjnkURSHEFMjtuvjUPnU0wjVMgAiycYdGyY0ilBaEwOE91QdS97xjLsjcW9wVGQAVJqNzoDp8fmL/s1600/crossroad-wooden-directional-arrow-signs-11474291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAdz8H_q9sUoY0zCqB1IGyYjprcMfw3fqNTlp2GvqTyBIgaRB6v4cyXpPwOOgOHxpsYjnkURSHEFMjtuvjUPnU0wjVMgAiycYdGyY0ilBaEwOE91QdS97xjLsjcW9wVGQAVJqNzoDp8fmL/s1600/crossroad-wooden-directional-arrow-signs-11474291.jpg" height="210" width="320" /></a>she asks me to move on,<br />
but she has green signals, all four on.<br />
<br />
I am at crossroad<br />
I am no bonker,<br />
but I am not less than a choker.<br />
<br />
I am at crossroad,<br />
one world is ready to follow me,<br />
but another is behind me.<br />
<br />
I am at crossroad,<br />
with my feet kissing the road,<br />
with my back fussing of load.<br />
<br />
I am life.<br />
<br />
<br />
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-22478190318920881652015-02-24T12:56:00.001-08:002015-02-24T13:08:41.767-08:00On the hill side top<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcJctR8_KYFUYfj_2m_-J6xIhdcSxZFP4ryx_XFzMqy7fLQaVq09_pRDOEjf78qYtAAuPYg1THUNHdTnQaJih5jSc70aqTexZXS6gbXwNgPJiKFDagh3VNfmyI041IG0clfjlHPA2bY-U/s1600/DSC_0288.NEF" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="color: #444444;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghcJctR8_KYFUYfj_2m_-J6xIhdcSxZFP4ryx_XFzMqy7fLQaVq09_pRDOEjf78qYtAAuPYg1THUNHdTnQaJih5jSc70aqTexZXS6gbXwNgPJiKFDagh3VNfmyI041IG0clfjlHPA2bY-U/s1600/DSC_0288.NEF" height="212" width="320" /></span></a><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Seeking I stand. On the hill side top.</span><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Staring through the stars ..</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"> For the brightest stop.</span></i></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;"><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Grazing through.. </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;">I felt a pinch.. </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">A little was peaking in.</span></i></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;"><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Searching my search . </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;">Confused within.. </i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><br /></i></span></span>
<span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Trying to think.. </i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">My thinking still.</span></i></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;"><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Finding me confused and lost in the gaze...</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"> It pushed me aside and jumped down in the haze...</span></i></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;"><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">I freaked and stared ...</span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"> Trembled within... </span></i></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;"><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Couldn't find the trace there... </span><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Realising the holy prayer...</span><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">Brought back the kid in the nightmare...</span></i></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;"><br style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;" /><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">I am u just u within... </span></i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;">Be carefree and cover the distance complete...</i></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i> S</i></span></span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">earching through them won't make you one.</i></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #444444;"><span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i> G</i></span></span><i style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14.6666669845581px;">o down deep.. </i></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;">Fearless .. </i></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 14.6666669845581px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><i style="background-color: white;">To rise up till there.</i></span></span></div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-18523111452178063812014-12-06T10:27:00.002-08:002014-12-06T10:27:36.544-08:00Loud Hearts<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
we meet, we walk, we hold, we stand.<br />
we stand, into our eyes,<br />
we stand, before our lips,<br />
we stand, hands beside.<br />
<br />
<br />
every single heart speaks the same story,<br />
every single halt louds the same glory.<br />
<br />
never speaks those died heart,<br />
never speaks those terrified halt.<br />
<br />
of what they did<br />
of what they didn't.<br />
<br />
of what they had,<br />
of what they hadn't.<br />
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Only I sit at those halt, and think of those heart,<br />
who never ever met, who never ever did, who never ever had.<br />
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-60165389674700713652014-09-18T11:45:00.002-07:002014-09-18T11:45:21.437-07:00 A mile of smile<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I sit on the verge,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I take on her surge.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I talk with no one,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I smile with someone.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I walk with air,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I sit with, to share.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I glance with fury,<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"> I stare her in hurry.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">She asks me to smile<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I think of her mile.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">She laughs onto my face<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I compel her to chase.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I drag her thru mile<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">She caught me smile.</span></i><o:p></o:p></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-60731216879110890352014-09-16T11:56:00.001-07:002014-09-16T11:56:18.530-07:00Beauty and The truth !<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Beauty …<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Beauty I saw …<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Beauty I saw inside…<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Beauty I saw beneath…<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">The truth inside, the truth beneath….<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You asked the same, you asked the name …<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">He replied, he replied the way you asked …<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You treed and he freed <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">And that’s the way you asked to geed.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You might wonder<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You might ponder<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">How is he?<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">What is “his beauty”?<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Or is it “her beauty”?<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">He answered!<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">“You are the beauty …you are the beauty.<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Truth inside is your beauty <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Truth beneath is your beauty.”</span></i><o:p></o:p></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-25990881158434006122014-09-05T11:51:00.000-07:002014-09-05T12:05:25.630-07:00Blank I Am<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">Well it’s a 2<sup>nd</sup> day,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">Or say consecutive day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">I have been thru,<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">Thru so many blank days,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">Coming on you.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">Well whether its 2<sup>nd</sup> day or some
consecutive day,<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">No... Its normal sun, its normal noon, normal evening,
normal star, normal night.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">Oh! Wait! <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">Well for me it’s not normal……..see you next day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;">It’s a blank night now…………………….!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #002060; font-family: "Blackadder ITC"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 107%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-81233210498900470242014-09-04T12:21:00.004-07:002014-09-04T12:21:43.184-07:00Me and she <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>He sits, and
sits with open eyes.<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Glares at her,
the beauty in her, and the charm in her.<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>The nature
and her blaze, outshines every memory in him.<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt; text-align: left;">
<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>There goes a
fight in him and her,<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>He fights to
defy her with deep weaved memories,<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>He fights to
defy her with those intense ailing.<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt; text-align: left;">
<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>He sits, and
sits with open eyes.<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt; text-align: left;">
<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>But has
already been closed,<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt; text-align: left;">
<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Dreaming of
all old memories<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>Dreaming of
all ailing.<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>And seeing
herself defied,<o:p></o:p></em></span></span></div>
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<em>
</em></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 8pt; text-align: left;">
<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><em>She in her
charm got lost and more of intensified.</em></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Calibri;">"It was all i got wet this way with heavy cloud hovering above me."</span></span></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-9889358459862041192014-07-08T10:03:00.001-07:002014-07-08T10:03:08.634-07:00Through ....!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Through the drop of this rain,<br />
and by the grass of this plain.<br />
<br />
Through the drop of this rain,<br />
and by the glaze of this lane.<br />
<br />
Through the feel of this pain,<br />
and by the flow of this chain.<br />
<br />
I was strolling in the pass.<br />
I was struggling in the past.<br />
<br />
Through the realm in her charm,<br />
to the couch of her arm<br />
<br />
Through the.......!!<br />
<br />
<br /></div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-34916136299238721052014-02-23T11:43:00.000-08:002014-02-23T11:43:08.864-08:00An extract from sweetheart <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
A shower in the local side<br />little drops sprinkling on my mind<br />memory waving deep the line of the rosy wood and the darkest night<br />hand in hand we went along<br />passing through the windy ground<br />looking past every tree beside<br />in the darkness for that<br />hazy light...<br />at the sight i grabbed the light<br />bt left the hand i was holding tight.<br />and amidst that beautiful night in the hazy light<br />i couldnt find the hand beside,<br />making it the DARKEST NIGHT with a hazy light.<br />:)</div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-1684112966065874292014-01-26T22:50:00.005-08:002014-01-28T08:16:04.272-08:00The deny<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Sometime you deny,<br />
you deny of being what actually you are.<br />
<br />
You grow, every day you grow<br />
<br />
but you deny<br />
that you are growing , you deny of being older.<br />
but it isn't that we are behind it<br />
it isn't that we ought to think so.<br />
<br />
there is someone else who brings out the denial<br />
out of us.<br />
there is someone else who brings out the smile<br />
out of us.<br />
So never keep away smile out of denial.</div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-35813236276504966032013-12-09T05:35:00.000-08:002013-12-09T05:35:00.556-08:00MY LIFE - NOT A MESS BUT ALL MISS... !!!!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Usually we complain , "nothing is going my way".<br />
But before punching my keyboard i was uttering " where is my way......<br />
i mean am i on the way or am i derailed....?<br />
but all of sudden changed my gear<br />
and i started hovering...<br />
<br />
And then it was done .<br />
I was static and started missing ....<br />
It was a miss of those late nights sitting on the couch,<br />
eyes fixed over a moving screen flashing those green arrows showing<br />
files in Progress , files Downloaded ...and a smile as big as an ocean<br />
<br />
Scene changed <br />
It was a miss of those late nights sitting around small balconies , covering it with towels ... and staring those endless stars in the sky and in few minutes a small cloud full of smokes , hovering above us.<br />
<br />
Scene changed<br />
It was a miss of those late nights when we rushed to different rooms in search of ready made assignments and Pen and papers all set to perform their duties .<br />
<br />
Scene changed<br />
It was a miss of those late nights murmuring near the tiny microphone all set to finish the night packs and sleeping over the mobile , and checking out those call durations of three hours barely used .<br />
<br />
At The End <br />
Only scene changed not "THE MISS " </div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-37866713531429392232013-09-08T07:20:00.001-07:002013-09-08T11:26:29.489-07:00and a life way away from smile .<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
what all i needed ... <i><b>'a new beginning' ,</b></i><br />
But still with a meaning.<br />
Got some digs in the path , got some Dirt on my way.<br />
But all i needed was <i><b>'a new beginning'.</b></i><br />
<br />
<b>Because life has its own way...</b><br />
what i needed was to tighten up my laces..<br />
and brighten up my lenses .<br />
because it was going to be a long way. <br />
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<br />
<b>But</b> <b>Because life has its own way...</b><br />
I got a roof<br />
with a proof<br />
that life gives us the chance<br />
to loosen up the laces<br />
and brighten up the faces.<br />
<br />
And it was again when life reminded<br />
not to pull up the socks<br />
because still we need to travel a way of mile.<br />
and that too a road full of rocks.<br />
and a life way away from smile .<br />
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-64966736164323254912013-03-14T03:11:00.001-07:002013-03-14T03:11:25.123-07:00An hour of a wait<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">An hour of a wait</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">I search for the face</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">A moment of a date</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">I search for the lips</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">A day with a smile</b></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><b style="background-color: white;">I search for the flower</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">A night of a while</b></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><b style="background-color: white;">I search for the star</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">A walk of a joy</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">I search for the calm</b></i></div>
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<i><b style="background-color: white;">A life of a charm</b></i></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<i><b style="background-color: white;">I search for an arm….i search for a warm……….</b></i></div>
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sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-86548576030015153212013-02-18T12:09:00.001-08:002013-02-18T12:09:57.021-08:00waited long<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
every minute as it passes by<br />
more of my curosity die.<br />
keeping still the patience within<br />
i still sit in the chamber therein.<br />
still no signs of footprints came<br />
<br />
and i waited for the time to tame.<br />
oh my curious mind<br />
do not search for things stray<br />
look the one you looking for<br />
still not showing up to you<br />
for even a minutes sake.</div>
sinhasdayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14470793335558261215noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7706836481229434871.post-55127564154593708832013-01-29T10:15:00.003-08:002013-01-29T10:15:43.451-08:00a drop of tear<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
sometime we walk,<br />
sometime we run,<br />
and sometime we fly...<br />
but when we stop<br />
there comes a drop<br />
a drop of tear ,<br />
and a heart full of fear.<br />
<br />
it may occur because<br />
one who is near<br />
calls you 'dear'<br />
but he/she is the one<br />
who walks with you<br />
runs with you<br />
and flies with you........<br />
so a drop of tear........इतना तो बनता है यार .... :)<br />
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