"You ran out of excuses ...... I ran out of r"You ran out of excuses ...... I ran out of reasons..."
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L-I-F-EIts more like voidL-I-F-E
Like that – Between the planets in the sky high
Here-
Love floats like a Doll Her gown light pink No smile
No warmth
Just a pale face... floating in void Not dead- just numb- Her beauty decaying with time Maybe Love is a wrong name
Happiness wearing a clowns dress Red Nose Blushed cheeks Yellow wig Polka dotted dress A blank look Eyes with eternal gloom He would rather be called sadness instead
Emotion standing with a black cloak A black hat concealing his long face &nbs
by ~maiiya
Sunshinelike the miracle that you least expectedSunshine
like the dejavou when you meet a stranger you hardly know
like the feeling in the heart that a hug leaves behind
like the sunshine on your face on a cold winter morn outside
like when you start believing on angels walking the face of earth
like when you wish on the stars in the heavens above
like the strength you feel when you hold a hand
like the ride to nowhere to distant lands
like the blue skies and the yellow butterflies
like the green hills flushed with the first rain
by ~maiiya
AmbikaI walk distant miles Stare blankly into the blue skyAmbika
Until it turns grey And the stars adorn it bright
I walk off into the woods Sleep under the trees Wander off into the wild For I’m tired of the tarred roads And the mindless rush of fancy vehicles
And the insatiable puppets riding them
To huge skyscrapers with humanity- Locked up tightly in the chest
Forgotten and rotting with time
I try reasoning out the usual But I see no logic in it So I search for the truth And I know someday I will find it I even know that
by ~maiiya
the MIND...Swinging like a pendulum between the real and the illusory Between the surreal and the ordinary Uncertain, reclusive, wavering, between the dark and the light Untouchable Fleeing into the wild Away to a world of its own Created by itself with the dimness of the light And the brightness of the night skythe MIND...
Between the chaotic and the peace Between veracity and treachery Between the haze of chemical emotions And the lane down feelings held tight Between eternity and mortality of life Between dreams and the pangs of time Between the self and the mob outside B
by ~maiiya
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- Current Residence: Siliguri/Darjeeling
- Interests: Writing n poetry n music
- Favourite movie: Forest Gump
- Favourite band or musician: UB40, U2, Green Day, Creed, Tracy Chapman, Def Lepard........
- Favourite genre of music: all thats music....
- Favourite artist: Dimitrioustalidas
- Favourite poet or writer: Laxmi Prasad Devkota( Nepali Shakespeare) n Gregory David Roberts
- Operating System: Vista
- Favourite cartoon character: Garfield n Dexter
- Personal Quote: "Not everyone who wander are aimless...especially those who seek the truth....beyond tradition
- Tools of the Trade: my mind..pen ..and anything to scribble on..
- Email: crysalis2009@gmail.com
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"here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide"
e e cummings
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"13 pi over 6 does not equal pi over 6. It's just kind of one of those 'duh' things."
-Dr. Harnett during Math Analysis
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"here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide"
e e cummings
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"here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide"
e e cummings
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