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Say a few words. ~ Rachel

A search for happiness is nothing but finding a home in a hearts of few so safe..that you cant help but keep trying to stay in. Hope yall still want in.
~Shraddha

In a while,looking at a few old words you wrote once,
some being those, which makes you wonder how you wrote it,
unless you got that ardour , that small drug you were addicted with,that small shelter, that old family. Makes you silent.

In a while, now writing a few words. And that exhilation to share it,ain't the same. And you think about the old time.
Makes you silent again.
~ Manisha.

One day when I get superpowers (ahem), I'd ask you to hold my hands and I would make you see what I see. Feel, How I feel. I would want to have you look at the world, the stars, the moon, the ocean, the way I see them. And in that maelstrom of visions I would get to see the world in your image. Experience this sanctum through your eyes. And then when I write, that would be my greatest work ever. Because It would have been written by all of us and none of us. But I don't have superpowers, so lets make this place, the sanctum in my dream.
~Sharad


Saturday, December 5, 2009

The Dying Of The Light

Take me away, to a land of oceans, Where the land is swallowed by the withering waves. Where the water is swept by the buffeting wind, And a red darkness envelops the sky. Where the stars are dying in the dark night, There shall the solar wind fall. To bury the last strands of the final light, The forest trees stand tall. The clouds are the enemy, Who have captured the evening light. The hail of rain pierces the oceans black, As it falls through the mourning night. Destroying waves rise a mile high, But still can't free the sun. The bleak horizon darkens with tears, Falling from the dying sun. How can the moon now rise, Without the sun's light? What's beyond the clouds no one shall know, For the sun has lost its final fight.
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8 comments:

  1. Eternally SereneDecember 8, 2009 at 7:29 AM

    the last part amazing

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  2. RainchildDecember 8, 2009 at 10:41 AM

    The poem was Marvellous.
    Your titles are repititive..as in..id see the title and know its you..cause its the same loop. I didnt feel like it did justice to the poem. Since it forms its crown..no?

    The poem though was beyond compare esp like bhaskar said the punch in the end.

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  3. The Wandering Philosopher.December 9, 2009 at 9:27 AM

    Thans a lt Bhaskar :)

    @Shraddha, my titles are just based on phrases and song titles i liked. But now that you have mentioned it i'll try to title my next work in such a way that you won't know who wrote it :P

    And thanks for the appreciation. I love your every comment. And the only reason I can't comment more is because my semesters are on my head. So please don't take my absence negatively :(

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  4. RainchildDecember 10, 2009 at 5:44 AM

    Me and Bhaskar are engineering students too..so SHUTAAP

    And you are welcome :P :]

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  5. The Wandering Philosopher.December 12, 2009 at 12:32 AM

    but you aren't from my godforsaken college na so you won't understand my plight.

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  6. RainchildDecember 12, 2009 at 11:08 AM

    Im from the only college in bomb thats fucking the students left right centre with marks attendance and discipline. ShutAAP!

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  7. Street - WalkerDecember 14, 2009 at 10:20 PM

    me from the same stream.

    and am tired of abusing my college.

    :{

    nvm . the poem is like your signature statement only. nice.

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  8. Sameer Ahmed KhanDecember 23, 2009 at 10:38 AM

    :P... Am stuck not in College but in.. DAMN UNI!!!!>> Getting my FINAL paper postponed for the 3rd TIME! :X!!!! DAMN!! .... :(


    Peace!

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