well folks..here is a poem to begin with..!
elope above the dark..be it any colour...he tried to paint again....
not knowing he was there..he tried to be there again..
thought for a while and shut his eyes...not knowing he would stare again.....
rubeed against the virtual he...shook the hands of real again..........
hollow was the vision defined....he filled his eyes with never again.....
one foot on good the other on bad.. the moon and sun met never again.....
but one did leave for one to arrive...the morning tasted bitter again....
Poetry by anirudh
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Written on 2007-03-08 at 19:24
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and he tried to dream again.......elope above the dark..be it any colour...he tried to paint again....
not knowing he was there..he tried to be there again..
thought for a while and shut his eyes...not knowing he would stare again.....
rubeed against the virtual he...shook the hands of real again..........
hollow was the vision defined....he filled his eyes with never again.....
one foot on good the other on bad.. the moon and sun met never again.....
but one did leave for one to arrive...the morning tasted bitter again....
Poetry by anirudh
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Written on 2007-03-08 at 19:24
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