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From Chundanthuruth to Madrid I was driving On an errand That was not really urgent In the car, a song Not actually sweet Not even beautiful Was playing in a hum.. Whenever I got bored Looked at the sky The sky too looked back Once I winked at it Teasingly.. Since the sky could not wink Closing one eye It shot a frightening glance At me; said " get lost, mind your business! " I kept driving.. Beyond Kalamasseri At the container road signal Stood a man Signalled to stop No sooner did I stop Than he got inside And sits authoritatively On the seat to my left Regarding my song Neither too sweet Nor that beautiful With contempt.. (In looks, a gentle man, infact a rogue I said in brackets ) Though Idid not like much I asked him his name ' Life ' he said Ah!  Since it was my first Encounter with "Life" Asked his initials too Without paying heed Life played a song I did not like Life played another song I did not like at all Life played a different song I did not, did not like Life played different different songs I did not like Life played song I did not like Life played song I did not like Life played song  I did not like ------------ Malaamparamp, moolampilly High court junction Marine drive On the way to Madrid Life kept on playing Different different songs My "I dont like, I dont like" Continued  Life again played a song I did not like it Again I did not like Again and again  I did not like Life  Then Played a song I liked it a bit I liked it a bit more Bit by bit I liked that song Liked the song Liked the song very much Liked only that song That song became mine That song became me What to say; I even danced To that song Just then Just then Once again I asked Life His initials Laughingly it said " Life.PK" (Translated by Vijayalakshmi Murthy)
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Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 1:33 PM UTC
LIFE.PK
From Chundanthuruth to Madrid I was driving On an errand That was not really urgent In the car, a song Not actually sweet Not even beautiful Was playing in a hum.. Whenever I got bored Looked at the sky The sky too looked back Once I winked at it Teasingly.. Since the sky could not wink Closing one eye It shot a frightening glance At me; said " get lost, mind your business! " I kept driving.. Beyond Kalamasseri At the container road signal Stood a man Signalled to stop No sooner did I stop Than he got inside And sits authoritatively On the seat to my left Regarding my song Neither too sweet Nor that beautiful With contempt.. (In looks, a gentle man, infact a rogue I said in brackets ) Though Idid not like much I asked him his name ' Life ' he said Ah!  Since it was my first Encounter with "Life" Asked his initials too Without paying heed Life played a song I did not like Life played another song I did not like at all Life played a different song I did not, did not like Life played different different songs I did not like Life played song I did not like Life played song I did not like Life played song  I did not like ------------ Malaamparamp, moolampilly High court junction Marine drive On the way to Madrid Life kept on playing Different different songs My "I dont like, I dont like" Continued  Life again played a song I did not like it Again I did not like Again and again  I did not like Life  Then Played a song I liked it a bit I liked it a bit more Bit by bit I liked that song Liked the song Liked the song very much Liked only that song That song became mine That song became me What to say; I even danced To that song Just then Just then Once again I asked Life His initials Laughingly it said " Life.PK" (Translated by Vijayalakshmi Murthy)
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Specialallity her performance measures the distance from my eyes not deservin another head loopin we thankfully illistrait today to my own creative jesus christ fable make make up don't mess with I don't snap well today Idid I regulated SPM his defendent is one ****** off muth grow he's still learner in court that bithe not? 50cent i guranette it mother ****** bithe well than who is my defendent supposed to be in court o i am not supposed to have one bec HELLO WORLD! Posted on April 7, 2015
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC
right cold shower
This Feeling iS So Amazing. Youll LOVE IT More Like Fall inlove and Become Sick Dope Sprung, iKnow iDid. Fell For iTs Blinded Tricks So Easily iTll Greet You And Come To You Nice And Sweetly A Rush The Feel As iF You Just Accomplished More Than 100 Things At Once. A Sunshine Glow Euphoric Flow
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC
LOVELIT
The Struggle Of Being Dependent On A Substance. Especially Stimulating Wise Is So Difficult My Negative Emotions Are What Lead me to wanting to Go and use. To Get Away Relive My Weaken Mind. By Taking The Stress worries racing Thoughts away Dissapering Up in smoke The Sad Feeling, Every Time iFeel Blue A Reminder Pops Up remembering iHave A Cure to turn to. Numbs Me All Completely Since im addicted, idont get that first happy feeling, like idid in The Beginning. Makes All my pain and misery leave Yes iknow, temporarily As iConsume, its consuming My Natural Happiness Permanently.
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Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 3:42 PM UTC
Gets The Best Of Me
Alone on an island Alone in my mind Why can't they hear me? Why are they blind? I speak silent words to long deafened ears I hold back emotion with unshed tears I sit and I ponder of where this must be Am I a mirage? Is this really me? "Who are you"?, they asked I couldn't reply I had not an answer Idid not know why I've searched and I've searched in the depths of my head Am I a survivor or one of the dead "A whole world is waiting", they simply replied "It's yours for the taking if you can decide" That's when I knew somewhere deep in my heart There is never an ending, unless there is a start So, I have discovered alone in my thoughts "You" never find "You" unless you have sought The reason for being The reason you're here You can be the huge ocean, or just one tiny tear
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Dec 27, 2009
Dec 27, 2009 at 12:02 PM UTC
Survivor
what Idid is i looked right cutting through the brambles and shale and into your very chest and ( what saw i were such beauty so colours and deeply stitched ) in you i have spied almost breaking flowers about whom i'd draw my careful hands and cup them carry them in my heart those nearly caving stemmed roses i'd love them
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Mar 3, 2012
Mar 3, 2012 at 5:21 PM UTC
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