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Tuesday, June 24, 2008

A poem for near and dear ones...
My poems are never rhyming properly coz in my case concentrating on the rhyme distorts the emotions involved.

So Here it is:

When tears trickle down their face
They look for comfort and you are there
Not knowing what to say or do ,
Makes it hard and sad for you.

You try to put their smile back on
Wish their troubles would soon be gone
And when u see them crying still ,
You feel helpless,disappointed in urself

They hold you tight and just won't stop
You ask them why, what happened, whats wrong
And let them know you are there for them
But it makes them cry even harder still.

Howmuch u try to hold ur tears
Howmuch u try to show u r strong
You forget, the bond is just so strong,
And a small one rolls down ur own.

You hug each other
and exchange smiles.
Nothing feels more important.
Anything, for even a faint smile.

PS: Thought a LOT about Mal while writing this. :)


Siddhi Agrawal 25 June 2008 at 00:30  

full of emotions... gud one!!!
ab maal bus isme 728 present na likh de

Siddhi Agrawal 25 June 2008 at 00:30  
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Nishi 25 June 2008 at 01:13  

Nice one yaar.. i guess sitting by the window is paying off ;)..inspired me too.. would write something about this soon..

and never bother about the rhyming scheme.. its the idea that shud resonate.. nothing else matters :)

I want to see chuhiya's resp ;)

swati 25 June 2008 at 16:22  

hey really nice work..n yaar rhyming does nt mattr at all if u r able to express ur ways in d ryt sense..i m really impressd by ur work..keep writing..gud work..n m sure maal too will like it

Malvika 25 June 2008 at 18:18  

keshavi, u found a gud way 2 get me here n post a comment... :)

it is really a vry sweet one... u wrote about d same thing in my memo sheet in d most bindaas way... i m sure nishi remembers it..

altogether, u hv vry wel framed it here as wel..
gud wrk : )

thanks dear..

p.s.: @nishi: shud i write "728 present" ???

Nishi 25 June 2008 at 19:35  

@ Mal : Likh ke dekh ! Is baare saare tere ghar aakar tujhe 'dekh' lenge..lolz

keshavi 25 June 2008 at 23:08  

@ all: Thank you for appreciating it.

Rabi Poddar 26 June 2008 at 03:01  

hey kappii..d hidden poet within u is surely coming out.. grt wrk yaar...

brijmohandas chakravarthy 3 July 2008 at 12:42  

blame it on d low IQ bt id thot dat 'Mal' ws sum hot guy initly!

nice wrk yar ,lukn fwd 2 ur nxt post

keshavi 3 July 2008 at 18:25  

@rabi: Thanks a lot!

@brij: rly nice thought :) I'll look for Malvokiwz(or smthng like tht).

ankit jain 5 July 2008 at 00:22  

hey keshi, readin dis post reminded me of times wen me, malvika, nishi n u hd been thr several times at such a situation.. bt especially d barista one wen indeed ur efforts paid off (n u wr nt helpless as u wrote in ur poem).. really thnkful :)

Nishi 5 July 2008 at 11:45  
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Rajesh 10 July 2008 at 13:32  

very good one...nice flow of emotions...keep visit my blog wen u find time

keshavi 14 July 2008 at 20:37  

@ rajesh : Thanx for visiting, really nice to see new people on the blog :)

@ ankit: :)thanx,after all thats what friends are for,cut the thanx...glad u liked it.

Chiranjeev Singh 15 July 2008 at 20:36  

great one..u r rendered helpless in those situations but that is what is human capacity..we cannot do all what we want to do...and even when we can do it, we can just plaster the wound, we can't prevent it from being there...
for prevention, you need to go beyond humans..

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