tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125882752011-04-22T00:38:59.572+05:30Verse that strums the song of my soul... Straight from the depths of my heart... The poet in me - unleashed...Anuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01244916626811502160noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12588275.post-1143282758331231842006-03-25T15:43:00.000+05:302006-03-25T16:02:39.006+05:30

Its time for my graduation... and I felt like penning down my reflections on the last two years of my life, which I spent here at IIMA - the most memorable and fruitful years of my life...This poem : a tribute to the much-loved famous red brick-walled campus at Ahmedabad...'Neath the arches, the very first dayNervous but eager, I entered the frayAmbitious, excited, eager to pleaseThat was me, to

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Deep within, a warm glow spreadsDivine, it seems, pure and strongDizzying heights, soul on ascentDream-like it is, sweet n long...Ever since inception, stronger its grownEnergizing, elevating, joy to the coreEmptiness surrounds but nuthing mattersEverything's within, alive and moreVerdant and lush, the world is greenVastness so vacant, now filled with the glowVictory smiles, my joy spills

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Little wee beadsSilver soldiersGlistening brightWater tight ?!March they doMotionless it seemsHues-a-changingTiny and shiningWee little soldiersLittle crystal scopesStare at them longAnd u'll drift alongDrift deep insideSifting through thoughtsMusing at your leisureOver to greener pasturePastures that boastOf lush green cropOf seeds u sowedNow in bloom - u're awedThe endless earthIts intoxicating

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For ppl who are strangers to the lingo, Fachhas are the tender budding managers just entering the hallowed portals of IIMA, while Tuchhas are the all-knowing PGP2s (more-than-half-MBAs) known to haunt the same portals leading their eventful lives in Tuchhadom, brandishing their hard-earned free time and other such frivolous previleges much to the chagrin of the poor Fachha-Bachhas...I look to my

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A faint outline, that unmistakable profileIt quickly whizzed past, that same cute smileJust for a second, our eyes seemed to meetForget that face ? An impossible feat...That lopsided grin lightened many a dayKind bright eyes to which many fell preySweet pink lips that whispered sweet nothingsSharp regal features - the king of kingsIt was not as if there was a fightFrankly to say, I still don't

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It burst upon me unexpectedlyCatching me unawares, awed, stupifiedThe scent of lilacs filled the airTeleported to heaven, I stared, wide-eyedLilacs in bloom, smiled benevolentlyBobbing their heads, as if in greetingI stepped onto the grass, velvety softOne with nature, green, breathtaking.A gentle breeze - softly, it caressedWhispered sweet nothings, gentle but strongA gentle lullaby wafted from

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He claws through meOn a burning spreeRavaging his wayNot heeding my plea.Mercy! I cryHis eyes stay dryA heart of stone ?I wonder with a sigh...Riding resolutelyExploring thoroughlyDestruction in his wakeHe rides to gloryI sob and pleadBut the fiery steedIt gallops on its wayPaying no heedHe rides aheadI fill with dreadFiery tentaclesTurn my heart to leadI turn to fleeNo escape I seeI watch,

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I stood and staredSlightly scaredTransfixed, while she rushed towards me.Gently forcefulFocused, playfulI was mesmerised, as she glided towards me.She rushed headlongWith a lullaby songHypnotising, as she finally reached me.She slowed her paceGazed into my faceCheeky, as she threatened to envelope me.It broke the spellI fled with a yellLooking back, as she followed me.Her pace was slowHer enthu

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There lived a girl on a mountainWith hair shaped like a fountainShe dyed it blueAnd cut it tooIt looked like a blue pincushion_________________________A bumble bee named HopeWas caught in a kaleidoscopeShe whirled like crazyFell down dizzyHung herself from a rope_________________________A cat named LollipopsShe ransacked candy shopsA jar she smashedWas caught and thrashedThen she looked like a

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A poem that I wrote some days into my summer internship... A vision of me in future ? Possibly... Can't fathom what exactly future holds in store...Mirror mirror on the wall     What do I see ? Is that me ?Cool professional, suit and all     A grown-up child ? A sapling ? Or a tree ?There she walks - head held high     Tough to the core - seen the sightsAura of confidence, not a bit shy     Walks

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A salty waterfall-    Seems never-endingDrop by drop,    My heart a-piercingEyesight blurs    Help - I'm blindReach out wildly-    No one to find.Darkness overtakes,    Despair rules.Drip drip drip    ...forming pools.My heart a-shatters    The shards-they fly.Heart still beats    I wonder why...The salty demon    It sucks my soulTears-they fall    Drenching my stole.Drip drip drip...    My

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Hello World !I thought I'd allocate a separate blog as a channel for my feelings and let them flow in the form of poems... My first post is one poem I recently wrote on friends and friendship... here it is...Friends, my friend, are precious as pearlsGreater than the wealth of a zillion EarlsThey sparkle like diamonds - alwayz ring trueThough hard to find just going by their hue...You may stare

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