There are some days when i will read
Blogs posts and thought-posts talking about
Everything from gay rights to apartheid
And then I will want some more
So I will twitter like never before
And there some more I will get
Links and vids, that I’ll never forget
Talking more about these things
You know – poverty, pain and suffering
But then sometimes, when I’ve had enough
I simply will not read this stuff
But switch to more ethereal fare
Lines of love and of despair
Lines written from the heart
Some in love, some broken apart
And these lines I consume
Their thoughts and form I will assume
And become one of them – A poet!
A poet who can sing and write
Of joy and love and silver light
While people out keep writing on
On gay rights and other woes begone
I am here, sitting still
Writing lines on daffodils
I know people out there are dying
But sometimes –
What they need is not news,
What they need is love.
July 3rd, 2009
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its come back again
that day
when i sit alone
in my room
typing
talking to myself
watching romantic comedies
all night long
and wondering
where i could’ve been
and where i’m at
July 3rd, 2009
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राधे रंग तुझा गोरा
सांग कशाने रापला |
मिठीतून सावळ्याच्या
रंग सावळा लागला ||
राधे दृष्टीतून का ग
घन सावळा भिजला |
इथे तुझा डोळा पाणी
तिथे मुरारी भिजला ||
डोळा पाणी जिने उन्हा
इंद्रधनुचा सोहळा |
पुसटले साती रंग
एक श्रीरंग उरला ||
for spidey : sandeep khare, sandip, radha rang rang tujha tuza gora, vedhyagat, poem, lyrics, radhe
June 20th, 2009
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