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I just want to write a poem no one ever thought of writing
It must have the same effects as walking on the moon
It must trend faster than a meteor as it  hurdles through cyber space

I refused to love any man, who dislikes my poetry,
My man must support my passion ..
not only the warmth of my body
but the passion within this poetess, my secretive mind he must be able to balance:
Without wondering why a woman like me is so naturally secretive
I am always embracing the dark side of my creativity
Dropping little hints here and there throughout the years,

Sidney   J. Harris once said something that left pondering thoughts
He said “When he hears somebody sighs,
'Life is hard,' he’s always tempted to ask them, 'Compared to what?'
I would simply say dog-gone it: Compared to struggling poets whose tries to make a living as a writer

While an upcoming rapper like Chief Keef
signed a several-million dollar deal
with offending lyrics in today music industries:

I just want to write a poem no one ever thought of writing,
With lots of intense emotion bursting through each line:
Because a poem can’t exist without a poet's multiple voices
and most of all his divine missions
If you're the moon,
I'm the sun,
hopelessly chasing night
but you're on the run.

Or maybe I'm the tide.
and as I taste your shore,
I'm ****** out to sea,
desperately longing for more.

I never dreamed of being
your tragic impossibility,
but for you and me,
love was never meant to be.

*m.w.
6/25/14
For every shade
     of green you see
For every wave
       you catch in the sea

*I hope you remember me.
The place where the seed was sown
The place where a dream began
"The Place"

A story started, a long one
with numerous characters but scripts none
Some bonds were made, some relations too
but inseparables were only few

'The Place" where this race began
----the mesmerizing war----
Gifted with the endless well of knowledge
To give my best, I pledge

Meeting the most wonderful beings
Some giving a monkey pose
And some with a pig nose .

Exploring new limits, finding new ways.
To get this once again,
I'm ready to pay.

The time of my life spent here,
Can never be expressed in words-mere.
I regret the inability to stop the time,
And bring back this sweet lime.
#school life
                                                             ­       -Paridhi Sharma
 Mar 2014 Vishnu Teja
Kellin
Before you arrived
Love was a four letter word
You gave definition
 Mar 2014 Vishnu Teja
Himanshi
When the crooked morning greets you
don’t you miss the point there!
When the crow chases away the cuckoo
don’t you miss the point there!
When you hair refuse to obey
and your clothes begin to fade
don’t you miss the point there!
When the sun shines too bright
and the moon is out of sight
don’t you miss the point there!
When the chores seem too daunting
and the day feels too lazy
don’t you miss the point there!
When the time runs out of hand
like sand pressed too hard
and the flowers are more thorny than fragrant
don’t you miss the point there!
When that old lady with a hat
gazes at you for too long
and the stray cat refuses to leave your side
don’t you miss the point there!
When the sweetest journeys
become the darkest memories
don’t you miss the point there!
When the kiss lingers a little longer
and the hug doesn't seem tight enough
don’t you miss the point there!
When the hero dies to
bring the end of evil
don’t you miss the point there!
Written at dawn,while thinking about certain events that took place in my life.

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