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my poems: April 2006
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Thursday, April 06, 2006. When I think of writing something,. When I think of you…. I hear my heart singing,. Beautiful melodies for you…. Your thoughts haunt me night and day,. Like the sweet music from the strings you play,. And I forget what I started to do,. Just stand there waiting for u…. I think of those days together. How I wish they'd last forever. I talk to myself and to myself I smile. As if you were here all the while. When I think of writing something. When I think of you. Is in such pain.
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my poems
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Thursday, April 06, 2006. When I think of writing something,. When I think of you…. I hear my heart singing,. Beautiful melodies for you…. Your thoughts haunt me night and day,. Like the sweet music from the strings you play,. And I forget what I started to do,. Just stand there waiting for u…. I think of those days together. How I wish they'd last forever. I talk to myself and to myself I smile. As if you were here all the while. When I think of writing something. When I think of you. So far so good.
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An Eldritch Screech: November 2007
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Because I choose not to be bullied into silence. Wednesday, November 07, 2007. His Holiness the Dalai Lama. Book of the Moment:. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Law and Other Things. Call for Submissions - National Law School of India Review, Vol. 29(1). How to Get a Fast Payday Cash Advance Loan Online Without Hassle and Without Headaches. Guest Post: Flowers of the Trademark War. So far so good. For the (824.23 12)th time.
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my poems: Conversations!
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Monday, February 07, 2011. Sometimes what looks beautiful on paper may not actually materialize in real life. Sometimes promises may not be kept and the broken pieces hurt us. Sometimes some wounds leave scars which stay for a lifetime. However, given a chance, would we want things to happen differently? 8220;My eyes are closed. For you, I lie alone. Won’t you come and make me your own? 8220;You close your eyes and see him only. Why should I come to bear this infamy? Why don’t you come and show me ...
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my poems: Letting go!
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Monday, February 07, 2011. The monks say if you master this art, you could achieve true bliss or Nirvana. Today, where people are so afraid to fall in love, is it actually possible to love someone with all your heart and still be detached enough to not expect anything? Is it possible to be so selfless, brave and pure that you lose your self completely and still come out unscathed when it doesn't work out? Can someone truly hope, pray, fight with all it takes and then when the time comes Let go? Almost on...
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An Eldritch Screech: May 2006
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Because I choose not to be bullied into silence. Saturday, May 20, 2006. My blog's a baby. An infant actually. Its first post is published today. And exactly two days ago another blog made a screeching halt in its tracks. Ah, what can I say about this blog? And today, it has stopped dead in its tracks. I wouldn't want to say the blog itself is dead. It is dormant. And I have enough reason to believe it will remain so for a long time to come. Ah, but what of that? Which I shall never be tired of. And ...
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An Eldritch Screech: Entry or Exit. Or what you will.
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Because I choose not to be bullied into silence. Tuesday, February 17, 2009. Entry or Exit. Or what you will. How much does it take to be shaken out of silence once bullied into it? How much does it take to get feet back on ground once swayed by the call of intoxicating sycophancy? How much does it take to speak out and stand for oneself once discarded and dispensed with unceremoniously? How much does it take to experience joy and create space for love in one's heart? Just this one painting of words?
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An Eldritch Screech: June 2007
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Because I choose not to be bullied into silence. Friday, June 22, 2007. My tea's gone cold and I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all. The morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all. And even if i could it'll all be gray. But your picture on my wall. It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad. Eminem -Stan ft. Dido). I almost felt like I was staring out of my window in the wee hours of a rainy morning, watching the raindrops dancing on the surface of the pond. hmmm. Of late, I ha...
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An Eldritch Screech: April 2007
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Because I choose not to be bullied into silence. Wednesday, April 18, 2007. It's called the Visual DNA. Found it on Shubha's blog. It was good fun and pretty interesting. Get your own VisualDNA™. Sunday, April 08, 2007. Life is a mirage, it fools you like the moon -. It seems so close when it is far far away;. I hanker after the unknown, seek the unseen;. Its a mad mad race - this journey, a wild goose chase;. Love not, love not ye' heart - give not, give not;. Cuz your world giveth u no food, no sleep -.
