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Walking a lonely road, stepping over the dry leaves; Waiting for the sunset, to leave me alone with my thoughts; Observing the reality is not simple, but feeling it is even harder; This always follow a change, when u feel theory in real; For every stand u took, for every right u did; For every step you took back, for every voice that was suppressed; A laughing comment may be the reason, or a smile or a ignorance; Good’s became good joke, deeds became dramas; Prophets preach love everyone, reality ends in loving ourselves; No sorry no thanks, rude a person becomes without acknowledgements; Follow your heart, stop taking free advices, ironical part we do; Edison said 'value in disaster, start all over again', how hard it is to do; Ideal is a word that has no practical example; Even Mahatma Gandhi was only close to ideal; Resistor to transistor, ideal behaviour has bookish domains; And what a irony, even great of greatest are running towards this misconception; Fooling someone is an upcoming talent; Your last laugh, was it on a ***** act or someone loss??; Listening advice is a harder job than firing suggestions; Selfish is a attribute necessary to adopt; Opening book on a regular day sometimes become crime; Everyone pretends to be last day hero; Hardly one dares to take a stand, for someone unknown, for public benefit; Forgetting, one could be in same place; Here conscience becomes a vital part; Doing what it allows, or changing it accordingly; Does varying conscience have a value? Choice enters in play; Choice to be what you should be or what you are accepted to be;
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Oct 20, 2010
Oct 20, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
Reality
Walking a lonely road, stepping over the dry leaves; Waiting for the sunset, to leave me alone with my thoughts; Observing the reality is not simple, but feeling it is even harder; This always follow a change, when u feel theory in real; For every stand u took, for every right u did; For every step you took back, for every voice that was suppressed; A laughing comment may be the reason, or a smile or a ignorance; Good’s became good joke, deeds became dramas; Prophets preach love everyone, reality ends in loving ourselves; No sorry no thanks, rude a person becomes without acknowledgements; Follow your heart, stop taking free advices, ironical part we do; Edison said 'value in disaster, start all over again', how hard it is to do; Ideal is a word that has no practical example; Even Mahatma Gandhi was only close to ideal; Resistor to transistor, ideal behaviour has bookish domains; And what a irony, even great of greatest are running towards this misconception; Fooling someone is an upcoming talent; Your last laugh, was it on a ***** act or someone loss??; Listening advice is a harder job than firing suggestions; Selfish is a attribute necessary to adopt; Opening book on a regular day sometimes become crime; Everyone pretends to be last day hero; Hardly one dares to take a stand, for someone unknown, for public benefit; Forgetting, one could be in same place; Here conscience becomes a vital part; Doing what it allows, or changing it accordingly; Does varying conscience have a value? Choice enters in play; Choice to be what you should be or what you are accepted to be;
(c) [email protected] I am a student and this is what I feel is happening all around in real world.. http://www.blogger.com/profile/05955009719386496175
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Oct 20, 2010
Oct 20, 2010 at 9:46 PM UTC
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