Friday, September 13, 2013


A hind door of a car opened at the traffic signal
A fair girl with sharp aspect got down
She then closed it as if
She locked the door of her love mansion
In a pink and white striped shirt
And her casual blue jeans
She walked like a queen and road is her own
Took notice then, that she was to be known
As a friend to whom many lost their heart
But she wasn't willing to hold any of theirs
For she doesn't have her own heart
She said she lost her's to a handsome man 
For me, he was some unknown
However, I lost mine too at the very place she walked
I, in the tiny glance, lost mine in her mighty gait
And to reveal that name I feel shy
For me, she is an angel while others call her .......

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I firstly declare here that all the content written in the blog is exclusively written by me and I hold the copyrights of each and everything. Be it a poem or a movie review. Also, the videos or photographs I upload or attach are exclusively owned by me. This declaration is important in a world that seems so worried of piracy. The prime purpose of these blogs is to put my writings and photographs on the net. and well to start with.... I live in my mind, and existence is the attempt to bring my thoughts into physical reality, I celebrate myself, sing myself and I am always happy in my own company.....I am not the best in the world but I strive for excellence and thats what keeps me alive... Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself--Friedrich Nietzsche