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-----but you cannot get me.
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Everyone has a child in himself,
Who sleeps in his heart,
To keep that child in drowsy state,
Is, the skillful human art.
Man poses himself to be mature,
He is master of art and skill,
He climbs up stairs in life,
The world moves on, at his will.
Childish purity in......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-05-11 01:33:55 |
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child
human art
cannot reverse time-wheel
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TERRORISM:PHILOSOPHY
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TERRORISM: PHILOSOPHY
Anger and hatred is emerging out
Excitement is at the peak,
Blood-shot is the color around,
Madness is all, I can seek.
My faith is challenged,
Why do they not agree with me?
I am rigid, I am right,
This is clear, why do they not see?......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-04-21 00:43:47 |
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terror
madness
final decree
bullet
my reliance
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I and We
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I and We
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Our anger was bursting out,
We were fighting with them
With swords, sticks, and stones,
Whatever weapons, we could claim.
We attacked them with might,
Our hatred and anger was at peak,
They were enemies, our opponents,
. No other reason was to seek.......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-04-06 01:34:34 |
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weapon
enemy
friend
I was'we'
in the mad mob
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Child is the------
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Child is the---
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It was his son’s sixth birthday,
All were enjoying the occasion,
His gift should be unique-he thought,
His heart filled up with passion.
He recollected his own childhood,
When his age was the same-six,......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-03-15 00:17:49 |
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father of man
life becomes open book
in dust bin
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Beyond existance
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Beyond Existence
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He was full of excitement,
His heart was beating fast,
Spending fifty years on a foreign land,
He was reaching his village ,at last.
He had past memory of his village,
When he was young boy of ten,
He still had a vision in his eyes,
Of......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-02-23 10:05:21 |
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past memory
a tiny river dies
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Zero eight-zero seven
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Zero eight-zero seven
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I tried to see in darkness,
Shivering in cold breeze,
Opened the door at the knock,
And greeted him-welcome please!
He was bright new YEAR,
Who entered my dwelling- place,
The radiance of divine light,
Was shining on his......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-01-06 02:56:23 |
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Zero eight
new YEAR
Yourself in you
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Nature,the child
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Nature; The child
A child plays with the toys,
Without any meaning or sense,
Nature plays with the creation,
And totally ignores our presence.
The child pats the doll with love,
Or throws it by the side,
Nature keeps us on the lap,
Or rolls us away with stride.
Doll......Read More
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Posted on: 2008-01-03 23:49:07 |
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nature
neither kind nor wild
infant child
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Quite well here(Terrorism)
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Quite well here Friday,
14-12-2007
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I am standing here,
In this crowded street,
Lot of rush and noise persist,
I am firm on my feet.
Everything seems to be safe,
Except the human life,
An incident may darken the scene,
Only spare the......Read More
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Posted on: 2007-12-15 22:17:30 |
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terrorism
Quite well here
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