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| Beauty of a stranger
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| Friday, May 29, 2009 |
Ever traveled hoping to meet the same stranger again? Ever thanked your lucky stars for do so? Ever wondered how would you react when you meet the stranger you were only _hoping_ to meet?
Chennai-Bangalore, a route I am way too familiar
traveled a zillion times between, year after year;
Whoever sit next to me, be it a virgin or a nun
its always been a boring lonely journey with no fun!
But, I had no clue of the wonderful impending events
when I boarded the train, as usual, at Cantonment;
After a game, a bottle of water, 2 tea & lost sleep
We disembarked with loads of memories to keep.
When train stopped so did our friendship, or so I thought
ever heard - "Travel ends but the journey does not"?
God showed how mysterious HE can get, exactly a day later
when she walked right next to me looking beautiful & better.
Should I thank my lucky stars or just accept the unexpected?
I was so full of pleasant shock, I was truly dumb-founded;
The sheer joy of meeting the same beautiful stranger, again,
is like wetting your feet in puddle during pre-monsoon rain! ;-)
Second chance is the request from GOD: "Son, its time to act"
so didn't miss dropping her @ her place & picking her contact!
Exchanged views, numbers, sms-es, giggles, laughters & smiles
with memories of that day, to meet her I would walk miles.
Penning this down @ 4 in the morning, missing my sleep
for the impressions formed are way down deep
Stranger no more she is to me, but I will send this to her
just to tell her how wonderful was the "BEAUTY OF THIS STRANGER"Labels: Poem |
posted by RP @ 04:28
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| Where do I start? How do I start?
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| Thursday, April 30, 2009 |
The long hiatus from creativity & my poems
is like a leech crawling under the skin;
I am itching to restart my journey with words
but.. where do I start? how do I start?
Thought of penning about my perennial thought,
Olive & my life revolving around her;
The more I ponder over this I keep wondering
where do I start? how do I start?
Unless I start with something... anything
few rhymic words to read, to hum or to sing
I took up my pen & paper and then I wondered
where do I start? how do I start?
Its not easy to restart once stopped
Its not difficult to resign mid-way
"Inertia," they say but all I ask is
where do I start? how do I start? |
| posted by RP @ 02:05
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| Happy Bday Olive
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| Sunday, December 07, 2008 |
Today would have been one of my best days in life. But that not be the case decided destiny! Olive decided I am not important in her life & so be it said I. Tomorrow is her bday & I cannot call her! :-) If I could have then I would have given her a bunch of her fav flowers & read this poem as the clock strike 00:00hrs!! Probably on my knees! :-) The romantic in me does not have job now!!! :-D Anyways, if she ever reads this blog here is my chance to reach out to her.
Even in a lonely desert spanning miles & miles
a mere thought of you brings joy & smiles;
The beauty, the charm & the twinkling eyes
would melt hearts like a bucket of ice!
You sashay along with a smile on your face,
like a ballet dancer full of élan & grace;
Your beauty & force of love is so strong & pure
even Aphrodite would feel vulnerable & insecure!
Undying confidence & a strong sense of individuality
form the biggest forces behind your personality;
Knowing the strength & determination deep inside you
even GODs & world would conspire to help you!
Today on the occasion of your 21st birthday,
Allow me to say 'MANY MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY'
With this 'I shall bid adieu to you'
by saying 'MAY THE FORCE BE WITH YOU'Labels: Me, Olive, Poem |
| posted by RP @ 22:13
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Home: Bangalore, Karnataka, India
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