i wish i cd ask for it bak,,,
i gave it to some1 i loved more than dat..
but mayb its too late to realise
-dat i even lost the thing that smhow
predominates u'r worth,
.....as of now.


8nov08, saturday.

I need them not, nor love them ryte,
yet we are frenz and that so gr8
Expect them not to have in storms,
Presumed they'll stand just insensate.

So they did, erect stood straight,
dumb and dormant to mind
Though had that no place so special,
The idol is still missing from the shrine.

i cd never in my lyf experience this much hatred for smbody..
n i hate myself more for being in this state 2day...

'i can even kill them ryte at one go...
no matter watever the consequences may be...'


After all, the battle has just begun...

I've never felt this much paralyzed to b unable to pen down a single word...
I give up ...
...~AGAIN~....

Gone..

The spring of the dawn,
the shadows in the lawn,
with a soul-less heart..
All along its gone
....Its gone!


Twas nice, awesome,
an experience 2 drag it to d tow,
so grateful of d decision-
-coz I dont even hate you now..

Luckiest thing happening to me-
-to have u, its true,
n to be the 'luckiest' one- 'ME'!
to let go of you..
You're going away.... forever
... O' neay,, you're already gone!


M glad twas fun,
d journey n d drain
I lost it yeah but m glad I gain,
The seasons may turn,
the needles rewind-
-but the spring of the dawn...
......Forever is gone!


The vessel is broken,
its bleeding so strong,-
but the colour of the profusion-
-is red for no long

The seasons and d sun
were sure to be gone,
but the springs of the dawn,....
.....is gone, Its gone!


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-I walked past them 2 get u in return,
-n even u left my hand on the shore
-They're not to b got again in turn,
-But thanx...
-Thanx a lot...
-Coz there's no need to get anyone back anymore...

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I wonder if twas really difficult 4 u to imagine me to die,
Does it really make a difference
Was I, ever in ur world alive..
But ya it does make one difference here for so sure
Dat in my world ur not 2 b there- living
Anymore..



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P.S.-Wriggled into the crust, 2 realise it of its own powers,
Like a wood percieves d fragrance of its flowers,
Like ur breath moved d metals of d chime,
M sorry! so sorry as m breaking my promise for d last
-n d very last tyme,...

Twas not difficult 4 me to blank you out!
u just made it easier for me...

Mediocre Perfection

When with such an ease
could smone kiss the sky,
Ne'er with much o' failure
Any one would satisfy!

ever would some1 smile
o'er the tasks so lame,
However worse it may be
It's not she, da 1 o'er the blame!

When you understand and hug
-a brute or a beast
When sin to a priest
is no better than a feast!

When you need it most
and want it not,
When mediocrity wins
the finest lot!

When a poet without a heart
is proud lyke never,
When a writer with no word
-is the best ever!

When you see, hear
n cannot sense,
and u sure apprehend
with zero clemens!

When a drop cleanse off
the impressions on the shore,
When the pumping heart
-beats no more!

An inquisitive mind
where curiosity ends,
When a wink suffice
d whole offence!

When the host instilled with virus
-starts enjoying the infection,
Is this what is called....

............Achieving Perfection..??!!


19th Feb 2008

Corked it hard, so hard to release the fumes of demise,
Why did she have to fall, to instigate my steps to rise??!...

its broken, distorted, quenched, annealed
a neutral screen playing with silver swords
reflecting silence of the absorbed shield..
..to mould answers that have no words..

i heard her heart split into pieces,
cd discover her voice shrivel...
....as she reminisced her tymes wid him...
it bleeded out of d stone...
n she wept empathizing d pain he never experienced..
...he repeated to b 2gether again,
after so much denial 4m her side...
'nt realising' one more cut he makes to her heart wid every 'no'...
--''a tear trickled down my eye''--....
she's not a rock... i wondered... she's not...
she's not fire, not even wood ----but blamed ! misunderstood !...
n they who claim to b their best frenz cdnt find out..
--''my muffler was wet... wid d tears dat were supposed to be hers but spouting out of my eyes..''--.
....not a single drop 4m hers though ...
but her voice cried, squealing for help...
begging him to stop...
..... he kept on stabbing her further...
there's was no1.. n she wants no1 either
---- bt she needs one badly...
n i cant be there.... huh! m not there...
...--''n i soaked my shirt too now''--
they say, she's hard hearted..
...they say she's brutal, she's selfish, she's vicious...
i dnt knw how ryte they r wid dat ...
...all i knw is she's so n will remain to b d same till she 'explains'
n till then ...

'i like her'...

some things unwind as u stop trying them....