Wednesday, April 28, 2010

things said,not done...that is a long way yet.




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1 :


" the little than men do,are belittled by the women they do. a little is quite big in a man's world,everything is nothing for a girl. they meet when she needs nothing and he gives a little. And when this happens,the world belittles "



2 :

every time someone says lost,i smile...asking myself,why don't they just say " willing to be found " ? or do they prefer to be " lost " ?



3 :


" i'll be the sea,you be the wind,together we make waves n upturn boats,caress the beach and let be calm,before we raise the storm ! "



4 :


" she's a question in every answer ! "



5 :


" canon for you my love,canyons for me ! "




6 :


" there is no movement,won't take a step back,can't take a step forward...and you know you have been defeated again,and there are no horns blowing,there are no flowers falling,there is no funeral pyre or a decent burial,just a ditch they have thrown everyone into......just another dead man ! "



7 :


" I owe her nothing,but pieces of poetry she can rightfully call hers. She owes me nothing but needle and thread to stich up a broken heart ! "



8 :

" there was a time for everything,i guess i didn't know it was time, then ! "



9 :


" Delilah,Baby where are you ? I need a good hair-cut."



10 :


" you give all your love,you take all the pain and when you've taken the bout till the 12th round.....you ask yourself,why did you let it reach this far ? "



11 :


" this Life is not pre-defined,pre-destined or pre-written ! i define it,i destine it and i write my life-story ! "



12 :


" if you ask me,whether the world is cruel,ofcourse it is.Doesn't that explain my cruelty too ? i'm as good to you as the world is. If you ask me why? 'cos i live in it,that's why! "




13:


" so many wrong turns and yet i stand where i started out.....this ain't right i'm supposed to be lost....i'm supposed to be on the road to nowhere and not the same fucking road again "



14 :


" I know my life well,when i get the feeling things are getting better,i know there's a fall just down the corner! "



15 :


" i know there will always be a way,there will always be another day but my love we have today and love to give away.."



16 :


" there is a devil in me,an angel on my back and a friend in front..all leading me in one direction,down down down ! "



17 :


" all i need is a beautiful face to calm me ! "



18 :


" 25 years can teach you a lot,but what 25 years can't teach is how to lead the next 25 ! "



19 :


" fading away....though just ain't my style,just happens to be a fate."



20 :


" Liars run amok here,and when you be truthful..they look at you as if you are one complete fool . "



21 :


" i'm trying my best to turn a new leaf,what can i say Spring ain't here yet and i'm no evergreen tree. "



22 :

" This Life will no longer be an Open Book,People read the wrong things anyways. "



23 :


" i know home,but the home knows me not ! i've a bed there warm and cosy,there are pillows two,one for me and one for a mystery ! This misery of a mystery i cannot solve has left me sleepless and of no resolve,so help me Oh! Lord...bury me,so i can sleep. "



24 :


" To do the wrong things at the right time requires talent,and i've plenty of it. "



25 :


" Someone said you are beautiful ? so ? everyone's entiltled to an opinion,and overestimation is a big thing,these days "






" Things are said and not done,for that is a long way and traveling is not my thing "






- intellectual masturbation,maybe. but,the point is i helped myself to these thoughts. maybe it's narcissistic to put them up like this,but who cares. i might end up dead tomorrow morning,and i've to leave something for a stone if they have charity to lay one. I'm not Alexander Pope,but i can safely say i said something or the other in my time.


i said the above,and it shall remain mine to the end.


knowing that much,i rest.

-Anuroop Kidangil.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Love @ a point in optimism !

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Thoughts aplenty of good days when every smile was as beautiful as the evening star.
When beside you she stood,the perfume that she was took you to wonderland.The touch fairweather sweet,and a love as young as morning dew.

Now,the smile less frequent brings more joy than it ever did as the moon in a starless sky.The whiff of her perfume stronger as the same drug yet more potent on return from rehab,And the love years old as it is,traversed as it has the toughest of terrains has build a bond as old as the hills,as strong as the mountains.

Climbing which,from down below as usual tells you there's no joy like the one you know now.

Lesser mortals who loved and lost, jealous as they are from below.
But,we know what we've got they do not know what they haven't!





( this is purely an attempt to be as optimistic as possible on a subject,where optimism could be suicide,and i know it lacks anything even remotely near quality. )





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