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gone are those carefree days,
gone are those wild days where never bothered about the consequences,
had a care free attitude,
time has come to say good bye to my last year,
as i enter the college i felt have suddenly grown up
i have a responsibilty now,
gone are those exams,vivas, long journal completion and
bunking lectures
no more discussion with professors, no more asking them and irritating them with several questions,
no more college fests, no more fun,
less canteen visits now as all freinds will be separated,
now comes life's daily exam, handling patients life,
taking their responsibility, guiding them with honesty,
knowing everything, everyday will be a new exam, new day to learn...
thankfully, graduation day yet to come, but its not so far though, all these things will be
memories,
then lifes difficult exam will start, no one to guide, out there on your own..
prepared for it, but will miss those beautiful life.
Copyright © Pooja Mitter | Year Posted 2011
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One afternoon while cleaning the cupboard,
encountered my old school magazine,
in a flash came all the feelings,
the intimate feeling when we were
togetter, playing,enjoyed studing.
sharing our precious time and cheerful memories togetter,
make my heart light as the beautiful feather.
you know all good things which come to an end,
I hope our collections of mements dont come to an end,
because it belongs to both our quiet moments and tensions.
i really detested the moment when we had to part,
as it will leave emptiness in my heart...
I am proud of my school; which are having at least may be a golden and silver rules.
principle strict and fair, who guided us every time.
teachers who were strict and very just,
who nutured knowledge in us,
it signifies peace and love to all,
isnt that more than enough?
centpercent results came into limelight, our school isnt it very bright?
caste and creed of each and everykind,
had no place for discrimination in the mind.
jealousy and falseness thrown out of mind,
love and share u shall find
with our little hearts greeting always kind.
in activities we were best,
applauded we got with fill zest.
trophiees,awards,medals and cups,presented to us.
its the same old school which i stepped out 7yrs ago,
gone are those beautiful memories,
shall cherish them forever...
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he laconic
She verbose
She breviloquent
he pigritude
he leisurely
She vivacious
how will they come together?
will he go to-get- her?
will she separate?
clueless...
wish knew answers...
wish there were more to nothing, just, i dont know....
wish revealled all
wish she could see all
wish he was lil clear
wish she was open to brreak walls
wish he could break walls
wish she could let walls to be broken
wish things change
wish it becomes locupletative
wish vacivity pessundates
wish dots be clear and join and end pave way for new beginings...
i wish, wishes come either true for new era or new doom....
wish wishes come true.....
hope.. it cmes clearer....
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When she sits alone,her mind just wanders off,
being in company yet lonely,
A thought strikes and puts a smile on her face,
eyes shine like sparkles, 32 muscles brighten her up,
Heart enters into arrythmic zone,
feeeling of happiness is encountered.
just started off with friendship,
no one knew it would lead something to new.
When friends tease with his name;no element of anger astonishingly,
When a simple glimpse makes palpatation audible,
When a small conversation with him feels time has paused,
feels moment never to end.
When your name gives rise to another at all times,
When hearing a name makes a day forever,
When thought of losing someones gives you shivers,
I wonder is he a devil that makes nervous system more nervous?
or is it an hormonal imbalance?
As mostly she is seen in dreamy land when heared about him...
When there is a wish of growing old together,
When you know he is uxrious of you,
When you know you can face tough times with ease,
When you find happiness in someones smile,
When you realise there is no room for justification;
just simple understanding between two of you.
When you know that someone is everything
When you do selfless deeds minus expectations,
when you wait patiently willingily for someone,
When you have come to conclusion that this might be being in love has finally occured!!
dont you think then its time to say more than those words,
just goes saying unsaid...
hmmm.. will it ever happen with me?
will my life be upside down?
or will i feel those similar feelings .. may be loves goes unsaid...
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Images some clear and pure,
some hazy and blurred,
some tinted, some broken,
reflections i see in the mirror
on seeing them creates mental fear.
some still while few in motion,
shadows the mental images on the glass.
visualising them closer i feel i will fall
as mirror is hung on the wall
it tells the truth
broken images need to pick up and gather
join them And start afresh
i see a picture of child wonder whats going on her mind?
is there confusion why actions are being repeated?
when i smile i see opposite person smile or is it mine?
i frown she too frowns
i touch she too tries touching
but i cant feel it...
wondering is some one really there behind?
is child wondering about its own beauty or old age?
or simple curiosity of where it came from,
cant seem to trace...
child goes with a smile..
reflections talk a lot
need to feel And see
mirrors dont lie
see and introspect
truth will be revrealed
all queries answered
just alook
it gives a reality check
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Whenever you are apart from me,
I dream of those beautiful moments; that were shared between us,
Those closeness of yours, reminds me of you lingering towards me...
When you are miles away from me,
I close my eyes and see that cute smile on your cute face.
Your words keep whispering into my ears when m alone,
Somethings which went wrong between us; when you who came to convince
me...
When you go away from me;I dream of me being with you..
Let's both go into sky; You and Me, no one else..
Will it be like heaven...?? may be yes.......
When I dreams of those lovely moments,
Glad tears too get scared to roll down;
'Cz you have warned them not to flow down my cheeks..
They too get afraid and are honest to u too..
The moment you entered into my small world,
My life changed...
Learnt good-bad things from you,everything changed ...
I remember the time when your labials were brushed with mine,
Felt like that moment will never end...
And when we were together in that dark room,
I was safe with you.
When you r away from me,
I miss You and hope that even you do.....
Copyright © Pooja Mitter | Year Posted 2006
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A Word-its an remark or statement
words when spoken can make or break relationships..
they hold our thoughts and modulate into emotions,
they inspire at times or break you badly.
if said from deepest part of our heart, they melt stone hearted person too,
but if cursed or choosen carefully, words lost when intent is forgotten they are powerful enough to knock one down...
no need of physical harm, words are enough to kill you.
soothingly nice when whispered into ears,
but shrilled enough to deafen someone..
words are nothing but thoughts unveiled into emotions, flowed like river..
they connect fast giving rise to joy,
disconnect faster leading to sadness.
words either written or spoken, are bitter-sweet words are our way of expressions and feelings...
its how one chooses to use them.
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Rush hour time,hustle bustle all around
In the moonlight company of stars,
she was afraid of travelling alone
worried about reaching home safely
though she had company it was like doing favour
compelled as companion was her friend.
they hardly spoke as both had tiring day
train picked speed,
trees racing against us,
cold breeze kissing our faces
both going ahead towards respective homes
later slowly it became crowded
finally my station came, i waved at her and she moved along the train
was a hectic day i must say, as i walk down..
I see him waiting for me...
he said he saw me boarding the same train but his station was far ahead...
he told he got down to see whether i got down safely or no..
he knew i was first time train traveller...
oh... i never expected it...
i knew that wasn't true
loss of words as our eye met,
felt that time should stand still,
no longer afraid to reach home late
wanted him to be my companion
i questioned him why did u get down?
got a silly answer but still asked again
was waiting to hear the real answer...
but he being obstinate refused to say anything
i felt something different, knew it was mutual... his eyes conveyed to me
then came the next train, i asked again he smiled, waving me and boarded the train
leaving me misty eyed i too waved back
those minutes spend were too short and wanted those to last
gone with those beautiful memories
i moved ahead for home
i called her my friend who was with me, told her all
she said u know the answer
may be i know just wanna listen from him.. the real anwers known...unknown
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constant talks ending in arguments
leaving no respect for sentiments
constant blames to each other now leads to more self blame games
endless queries but unfulfilled answers
more chaos, more questions
midway topics are left
stranded into ocean of queries,
with less solutions.
end result, forget it move on
days pass, again same route..
endless queries no answers
both live into each others hearts but lost love
hopeless is what i feel whenever m with u now
how could this be true?
for true love lasts a lifetime
what you feel for me is not true
or what i feel for u is not true
time is i need
feelings messed up, thoughts mixed into
memories still there. so may be hope still alive
sorry i am, for time i need!!
well you may be amazed when i turn to answer, that love i find hope is not my face!
well let hope be alive, may to find lost love back...hope it doesnt take time!!
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Am i scared of dogs?
do i get tensed while walking down the lane alone late at night?
Am i afraid of darkness?
do i suddenly feel that some hand will arise from the window and scare me...?
am i afraid of reptiles?
do i get worried when my loved ones are late to reach?
stagefright?or being reprimanded?
or being reproached?
or am i scared of tears?
or may be afraid of love?
may be few people might have these...
but me, may be no...
but that fright,
that I think of is of my own desires, wishes and ambitions...
to fulfill them all..
Fear of failure,
afraid to accomplish goals,
anticipation crawling over,
pessimism starts ruling the mind slowly,
frustration creeps in when things dont happen the way you expect
Are expectations wrong?Am i being greedy?
for fear of not being able to fulfill own desires, wishes...
thus making life incoherent...
fear, worry starts ruling..
But no...Hey, how long will this continue?
this has to stop!
this fear wont last...
these worrires will vanish, all will set right...
I shall get up, stand up again,
fight back will full zest
fulfill all my wishes and also of my near ones
work harder,strive for my aims
will patiently wait for fruits
face the failure if any
fight against all the odds in an honest way..
patiently wait for the outcomes..
only room for postitivity..
no fear now whatever results are,
will again stand up and shine out like bright star
every darkness has a light
thou shall meet the light with a smile
if i find my task hard, will try again,
all that other folks can do?
Why with patience, why not you?
Only will i keep this rule in view, try again.
And now not more afraid of darkness, tears or love nor
afraid of owns wishes to fulfill,nor of failure.
shall conquer all fears.
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