Tag: musings
member name: Shruthi P.
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December 14, 2006 09:27 AM EST --
this 1 again is from the middle of nowhere.. the first two lines kept playing in my head!!! over and over again.. i had to put it down.. this is what came out of it!!!
MIRRORS . . .
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December 14, 2006 09:32 AM EST --
this one is a little scary for me personally.. i worte in on 23-08-2004.. it was my mothers birthday and the birthday of a friend... i was in the middle of a lecture when this image popped up... . . .
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December 14, 2006 09:38 AM EST --
ok.. this poem is my reaction to female foeticide and infanticide in my country.. i dont understand it.. i dont want to.. the idea of such discrimination existing makes my skin crawl!!! when i hear things . . .
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December 10, 2006 02:53 AM EST --
sometimes... i wonder what birds are thinking? whether they're going somewhere or dont know where to go!!! this one is for them...
SOAR...
Someday bird, I'll fly with you,
I'll let . . .
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January 15, 2007 05:05 AM EST --
How do I try and explain your meaning to the rest of the world? They should know who you are. They need to see your greatness. Will I be preachy if I decide to talk about you? Will people think . . .
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March 28, 2009 01:32 AM EDT --
The pain of existence.
A holy man says it with all the seriousness of dawnbreak,
sudden in its gravity,
a comment that shakes the foundations of mundanity induced by routine.
A dip in the holy river, . . .
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December 14, 2006 09:12 AM EST --
This is how i usually title my poems.. jus the date and time!!! but please feel free to give it a title!!! i'll be more than happy to hear from you!!!
@19:15
20-01-2006
Long ago, . . .
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October 31, 2007 03:30 AM EDT --
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that is how empty I am
right now,
been told thats how it's always been,
empty, not shallow, but empty;
a void, . . .
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November 12, 2008 01:10 AM EST --
It is an unseverable tie
that keeps our bodies together.
made from the finest distillation of ether
so esoteric
that one tends not to notice its presence.
But it binds
with all the firmness . . .
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April 22, 2007 01:17 AM EDT --
How do I face you?
HeShe of the grey dimension,
neither black nor white has room for you,
and I don't know what to say to you...
I want us to talk...
So we can learn,
know what its like,
living inside . . .
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November 12, 2008 01:02 AM EST --
Love (ideally)
should unite.
Resulting in
an incandescent flame.
Perfect.
Pure.
Luminiscent.
Love (ideally)
should divide.
Like
oil and water
barely skimming over surfaces
fearful . . .
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December 11, 2006 11:33 PM EST --
this poem is a little old... written in may '06.. for some reason my stuff seems to be all about distances.. about loneliness... about losing something... about death.. morbid curiosity? i dunno... . . .
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February 06, 2007 01:13 PM EST --
Surrender, a simple word, a word that brings to mind some degree of spirituality, that brings to mind a certain sense of resignation, of accepting a self higher than your own. When you bow your head in . . .
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January 30, 2007 11:13 AM EST --
It's been a while since I've posted anything remotely significant! And it's annoying me that I have nothing to say! I mean genuinely nothing to say... What was that theory about poets and pain? . . .
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March 03, 2007 01:49 PM EST --
I chose to write this one,
not knowing where it is coming from.
Wondering if this should really be my song.
Plenty to say, I've always confessed,
plenty there is that I have left unsaid.
So far, . . .
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April 23, 2007 01:28 PM EDT --
Standing on that cliff,
on the brink of everything and
nothing.
The voices seep through my
dreamcatcher memory.
I chronicle tales of a lost girl,
Me,
the past.
Hurts and joys come forth,
like daily . . .
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July 19, 2007 12:37 PM EDT --
Tired,
of all the times fingers get pointed.
Finding ironies becomes a favourite past time.
Once in a while, you see truth surfacing,
the rest of the time, you submit,
to scrutinies. . . .
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September 26, 2007 05:55 AM EDT --
Apologies for the general leaning toward sad things... I am just thinking aloud here, and in some ways this has been inspired by the thoughts on 'mental abuse' I read... articles by Boris G, Gerry . . .
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February 03, 2007 10:15 AM EST --
Have you ever wondered why sometimes, some people suddenly assume a part in your life? I mean you know them, know of them and know a little bit about them but they are always in the periphery of your existence. . . .
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September 06, 2007 02:13 AM EDT --
Once again, this person in the poem is not me.. well almost!!
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umm... oh.. but... wait..
lemme... hey.. i was just saying...
uh, yeah.. like i said... . . .
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