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 19:50 | 2/Oct/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
One day

Turning on the lights, i am standing ahead, i am standing tall, just know one, turn on the lights,

O little one, turn on the lights, stand no further, crawl no more, speak of your heart and of the state ahead, stand my boy, stand a tall,

weak no more, seek no less, smile a lot, speak a bit, don't seek a heaven in race, ask her out, or move ahead, just don't you cry, just walk ahead, i ask you to unite, i ask you to forget, just look at the flag and move ahead.

Turn on the lights, O little one, smile and have your bread.

 

...Apurva

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 18:42 | 2/Oct/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
Chapters Ahead: Roses can't walk

Chapters Ahead: Roses can't walk

 

Wishing for rain,

Grasses lost the lust of green,

Pardon me my heart

Roses can't walk.

 

They grow in gardens,

some in the desert,

they need a care,

they need love,

true if you can,

but roses can't walk.

 

Strangly ahead,

a deep hole may lie,

A sea else a bird may die,

throating with pain,

water may dry,

living ahead, may be you need to cry,

but if you need a friend to cry

My lovely, Roses can't walk.

 

Told again again, persuded by storms and rain.

told by hunger, and trenches of pain,

Need may be a life,

require may be name.

But my friend,

Understand my thought

Roses feel good but

Roses can't walk.

 

Move ahead, drive in the rain,

climb your heights,

alone, i can't help it,

pardon me to ask you to wake up,

but darling, no mean in weeping for a clock.

Just smile and cross,

ROSES CAN'T WALK.

 

.....Apurva

 

 

 

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 21:32 | 10/Sep/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
Start it over

It is not for me to tell,

it is not for me to live

it is here for me to change,

to make up a diamension

again crossing the lane.

...Apurva

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 21:28 | 10/Sep/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
Tip after tip

I am just writing a story,

a story made of roses and smell,

a story crossing the ocean,

a story sparking the sea.

 

aint no weeping,

ain't no loosing,

it is just a story,

starting and going to end.

...Apurva

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 20:32 | 22/Aug/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
Liv

Hi,

 

I ain't none who went across the moon,

None who walkd the stars with the sun,

I still am the same,

who walked on this land, and stayed with the sun.

Mortal as ever,

 immortal as never,

I stay awake, knowing, the emptiness,

which comes with the immortality.

Awating a fate,

dark as the blue moon,

Knowing i will still stay here for again n again,

For i still am the one,

who walked with the sun.

.........Apurva

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 20:15 | 22/Aug/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
STILL FAR AWAY

STILL FAR AWAY

 

Ain't easy to say,
i miss you a lot many morns and a lot many day.
 
It ain't easy to say,
you are cute but still great,
and i like speaking with you every morn and day,
 
Always easy to tell you,
searching, i couldn't be there,
this night or that day,
 
Impossible, but for me, to tell you,
What will i do,
If we meet,
Any moment, this night or any day.
 
 HAVE A GREAT BIRTHDAY.......
 
With love,
Apurva

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 20:12 | 22/Aug/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
Red as twice

I once had written a poem,

"A rose is still pending" Even today when i read it, i remember my times. They have not ended, times just can never end, they modify, they adapt, and they go on.

That rose still lies in the heart, stored may be forever. I don't find it coming out, it's hidden there for me to see for others to feel, and expect for me to give it  to them, but again n again, i find its now hidden inside a metal cell. I don't hve the strength to break it and get it, to give to someone.

A frozen man, alive in time, living and breathing, the rose smells whenever the stranger passes by, it glows, everyone can see it, i can feel it. Alas, It lies there, unable to be picked. It just keeps on glittering, and as the time passes by, the stranger tired, starts moving, and the rose, understanding and knowing, the approching lonliness, starting glowing more and more, trying to tell  the stranger that please stay. I am for you. Sometimes stranger stays, sometimes walks away, but how long will anyone stay waiting.

Trained to be alone, the frozen man just keeps on looking at the bleeding rose, for one day it will gray out, alone, if, even if it had been given the strength of a thousand thunders in the sky. A  rain, which can embress whole earth, but is not allowed to embress the nearth stranger.

The rose is still pending.....Apurva

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 21:24 | 13/Aug/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
A word more

I was thinging of having dinner. But then do you  know how much of time do we people give to selves except for sleeping and eating ..I, welll never had given any to myself.

And i was the one complaining..

See ya...

 

Apurva

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 21:21 | 13/Aug/2008 | 0 Comment(s)
Just in.

Hi,

Today i took a lot of time, and went through everybodys blogs. Just was curious how is everybody doing..It always feels great to know that so many people are having such a variety of life around them.

i really like to read. I enjoyed the words.

I personally am also experiencing a lot of new things in my life. Its a learning that is coming costly to me. that is one thing that is good enough for me. I really love knowing that the lives are doing great around me.

How many times have I considered myself a good man. I don't think not too many times.

A very good man, interested in the love for machines, systems, lives but frankly, never had ever done anything good to myself. I could manage a 20 men. But couldn't manage myself.  Do i deserve an applause, if i beleive in god, well i will say. I deserved a scolding and that is what he keeps on giving me.

What in the  world did he sent me here for? i thing he must have been having lunch.When i sneaked back to this land. May be that is why i think he is little angry on me too. ( Who likes to have bad news while supper, eh!. I don't hence i don't blame him for anything.

Anyways, several things have made me to consider, What is first, God, me, life, land, country,

Well i very well come to the conclusion it is all bull shit...

any ways .. i will be speaking to you all guys a little later. Coz may be again i am on my way to skip supper.
Anyways how many of you do really like having supper. I think all of us do. Have we ever tried to have something we had never imagined, eaten in our lives.???  Good questions right..

Good night.

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 21:13 | 13/Aug/2008 | 1 Comment(s)
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY

Hi friends,

First and the Most of all the most importent thing for the words.

 

HAVE THE BEST OF THE INDEPENDENCE DAY...

ITS A MARK FOR US WE ARE MOVING AHEAD.

YESTERDAY THE NEWS OF US WINNING THE INDIVIDUAL GOLD MEDAL IS A GREAT NEWS FOR US ALL..

HAVE THE BEST OF DAYS ..

Apurva

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