Friday, August 21, 2009

wings of "i"




I am aware of the world,
but not the way they
want me to SEE.

I am alive for my cause,
but not the way they
want it from ME.

I am here and I am there,
but not the way they
want me to BE.

Keep me out of this law
I am neither a witness nor a judge
Let the wings of isolation
Cross the city of grudge.

Monday, August 3, 2009

beast frnd




Beauty of my friend

Like my concealed emotive trend

U are a river with comical bend

I am a refusal of every plastic mend

And this story has no the end.

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Poet Of Minutes** by Nidhi Sharma is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 2.5 India License.
Based on a work at www.silentwordsworld.blogspot.com.