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Mukul Mar 2012
Darkness is something that is dark,
Something that we can't see through,

That is how I feel when somebody is lying to me,
Lying - that is like darkness,

But on the positive side lies that lighted side wounded,
Badly bruised,

All because you were trying to get through the darkness,
You never paid any attention to the light,

Light side is something that can be seen through,
Something that is bright,

That is how I feel when the darkness engulfs me,
Prevents me from reaching the Light,

It tells me things that I want to know,
But the light offers more,

So I follow it,
Pursue it,
Find it,
And in the end hug it,
Because both light and darkness are needed to make your world happier, funnier and beautiful.
Mukul Mar 2012
The most important people of your life,
They make up for neatly everything,
Everything means everything,
From making you happy,
To making you sad,
I was lucky,
To have so many friends,
   Who care for me,  
Look after me,
Make me laugh,
Make me cry,
Because I don't know why??
When confused help me out ,
I don't why??
Maybe because,
Because
-
-
-
They are really good friends.
Isn't it good??
Mukul Mar 2012
Dear Games ,
Do you really need to be attended to all the time??
Or is it fine, if we let you roam about the whole place??
Will there be havoc??
Or will there be peace??

I don't know,
Because I can't be you,
And you can't be me.
Mukul Mar 2012
Do what you want to do,
Because life is only one,
Because some people say -
Life is too short to live peacefully.

Do what you want to do,
Because you never know what happens next,
Live the day as tomorrow is not going to be there,

Some people told me once -
Don't do this, don't do that,
Do it when you are older.


I don't believe them because,
You never know, if you may live tomorrow,
Even if you,
Who knows what fate might bring you.

So people -
Trust me once,
and
**Live the day, as you want to live it
Mukul Mar 2012
I am sad,
I am going to cry,
I don't know why?

I am crying.
Crying, Crying hard,
Now I feel a little happy,
Happy, Happy.

Now I am Happy,
Happy,
I am going to be really Happy,

*HAPPY, yes HAPPY
Mukul Mar 2012
Professional is anything in which you are a pro,
Some people like computers,
Some people like to read,
They are professionals in their own way.

Professional is anything you know of and you use it,
Some like software engineers,
Some like a manager at a store,
They are professional in their own way.

I am a pro,
I think I am one,
The way I write poems,
But I am not one,
I am one in a thousand of *Professional poets.
Mukul Mar 2012
I once wrote a letter to confusion-
Dear Confusion - kindly stop confusing,
with words unknown to me,
with words I can't spell,
with words that twist my tongue.


Confusion replied-
Dear writer - I didn't mean to confuse you,
It is natural of me to confuse people,
with words unknown,
with words you can't spell,
and also with words that twist your tongue.


I met confusion one day -
He looked confused in his own's way.
I thought of helping him,
But then remembered I am confused too,

Confusion saw me one day -
He looked at me and must have thought,
This person is so simple,
Not confused like I am,
I am going to take help from him.

He came to me one day-
I liked him,
The way he was talking,
The way he was,
We became good friends.

One day again confusion came to me,
He said he was confused over something,
I said -
*Oh
my
Confusion.
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