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He came at night,
explored my body,
got on top of me,
touched me,
he bit, sucked, swalowd,
when he was satisfyed,
he left,
i was hurt,
BLOODY... MOSQUITO !!!!
I roam by day, in search of shady trees
In between these huge palaces of stone
A shady place to sleep time and sun away
and then return to that old cold stone.
And to dream, looking at the mocking stars.

The sun slowly peeps at me, smiling
and I naughtily show my back to him
The world starts running around quickly
And tries to wake me up, but in vain
All I know and have, is my sleep galore.

These few lines, for those homeless friends, who sleep on the streets, these few lines, for our helplessness on seeing them. These few lines for their prayers and our reasons.
My heart longs for you,
I want to have the feel of your arms embracing me,
Like that of an angel''s wing envoloping my soul,
With the warmth of your love.
I want to hear the whisper of your heart,
Beating ever so slightly against mine,
As we mold together,
Like the candlewax that slowly drips,
While the young lover''s explore the world of their togetherness and tender hope.
I want to be caught with you,
To fall into a surreal world,
Where time means something,
Only to those who have lost all the innocence,
That one would only be able to find,
By watching the imagination of a small child unfold before them.
I want you to love me,
Like you have loved no other.
One Who Dreams Of Success
Cannot Succeed Without Waking Up First.
To Explore The Ocean
One Has To Leave The Shore.
A Bend Of Road Can Be The End Of Road
If You Fail To Turn.
There''s Nothing More

Beautiful Than A Rainbow

But It Take Both Rain

And Sunshine To Make One

If Life Is To Be Rounded

And Many Colored Like Rainbow

Both Joy And Sorrow

Must Come To It
When I open my eyes
to see the sun rise
I think of you.


When I hear a robin sing
on the first day of spring
I think of you.


When I see a red rose
on the bush where it grows
I think of you.



When I feel the summer heat
on the sand beneath my feet
I think of you.


When I sit on a beach
another world just out of reach
I think of you.


When I see the colored leaves
fall to the ground from a light breeze
I think of you.


When I look to the night sky
and see the sparkle like in your eyes
I think of you.


When the snow is coming down
to softly blanket the ground
I think of you.


When I go to bed at night
as I turn out the light
I think of you.
May this new year bring many opportunities your way, to
explore every joy of life and may your resolutions for the
days ahead stay firm, turning all your dreams into reality
and all your efforts into great achievements.
"For what is Mysticism? It is not the attempt to draw near to God,
not by rites or ceremonies, but by inward disposition?
Is it not merely a hard word for "The Kingdom of Heaven is within"?
Heaven is neither a place nor a time."
-Florence Nightingale (1820-1910)
Har Khushi Hai Logon Ke Daman Mein
Par Ek Hansi Ke Liye Waqt Nahi
Din Raat Daudti Duniya Mein
Zindagi Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi

Maa Ki loree Ka Ehsaas To Hai
Par Maa Ko Maa Kehne Ka Waqt Nahi
Saare Rishton Ko To Hum Maar Chuke
Ab Unhe Dafnane Ka Bhi Waqt Nahi

Saare Naam Mobile Mein Hain
Par Dosti Ke Lye Waqt Nahi
Gairon Ki Kya Baat Karen
Jab Apno Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi

Aankhon Me Hai Neend Badee
Par Sone Ka Waqt Nahi
Dil Hai Ghamon Se Bhara Hua
Par Rone Ka Bhi Waqt Nahi

Paison Ki Daud Me Aise Daude
Ki Thakne Ka Bhi Waqt Nahi
Paraye Ehsason Ki Kya Kadr Karein
Jab Apane Sapno Ke Liye Hi Waqt Nahi

Tu Hi Bata E Zindagi
Iss Zindagi Ka Kya Hoga
Ki Har Pal Marne Walon Ko
Jeene Ke Liye Bhi Waqt Nahi
Poem On Ash
Sexy aunty on the floor,
Ash is not as before,
The one we used to adore,
The sweet lady from mangalore,
Now she''s a big bore,
Played around with four,
Screwed them for sure,
Drowned them and came ashore,
Vivek was burnt to the core,
Salman gave him a call of roar,
Then stepped through amitabh''s door,
She knew he scores in crore,
Abhishek is for sure,
Dil mange more,
God knows whats more in aunty''s store.
CRAZY KIYA RE . . . ;->
This poem was nominated 4 best poem of 2005,
written by an African child:

When i born, i black.
When i grow up, i black. When i go in sun, i black.
When i get cold i black. When i scared, i black. When i sick, i black & when i die, i still black.
And u White fellas:
When u born, u pink. When u grow up, u white. When u go in sun, u red. When u cold, u blue. When u scared, u yellow. When u sick, u green. When u die, u grey,
But u call me colored . . . ;->