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We are the children
green patches passed him by
the sky was blue
blue ?Or was it red?
the huge tower stood spreading its branches
holding the earth
sustaining the soil
he sat down beside the white stone
touched the white flowers around
and then a loud shrill !
'how could you,how did you
answer me !
tell me how the world changed?
how the revolution came
how did men unite and how did thet divide!
tell me !'
neither the earth shook neither did sky fall
the branches started moving
the black shadow wrapped around the stone,
as the sun rose
he fell aghast
he lived for infinite years
as I sit near the white stone
the branches still live
the yellow flowers are around
and I looked looked at him
and the shadow covered me.
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strange is also me
:)
reincarnation? oh man... u will surely make me believe in black magic...
om hym klim....
baap hai...
eh?
AAAAAAAA.... Baap kaun hai??? kya re mihir? tu baap hai kya re? saala bapu ka aulad... saala tera baap bapu ka aulaad
nice one yaar
Again, eh?
Keep blogging yaar...
firstly to 'goodandgold'...you sure have guts to post such stupid comments...it takes guts to openly accept that your an aimless stupid freak that cannot understand the true sence of what said in the ears...so i think if u cant understand this....u cannot understand anything other than nursery rhymes...
Secondly to 'anand' ..buddy...whats with this addiction you have with 'happiness'...i mean are you really that lame to think that someone will write happy poems if you tell them to...or you think that happy poems is all one can write...
Primarily...poems is bout how well you can express yourself...n miss bong here did a very very gr8 job in doing that...cause...even the lamest of man can understand what she wants to express....so anyways...
No offence to anyone...i hope i could express what i wanted to...
Thnkew ;-)
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