Ok, here I go again... I couldn't think up a better title for this one. But, its just abstract... Life's little quirks, when you just wake up in the morning and it hits you. ZAP!!! This poem was that, for me...
Singing in the showers,
Taking note of the hours.
And what do I find,
May not be even mine.
To tell you the truth,
I don't know myself.
I don't know who got up,
In my bed, in my shoes.
Running along the stream of life,
I see my reflection(or is it?).
Through someone's eyes.
Through someone's mouth,
I hear my name,
Calling from afar.
Then I run back to me,
or to someone who,
May not ever be me.
Cuz, guess what,
Its hard to be me...
Friday, February 24, 2006
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Bittu U gonna be a rich gal.
Wen u get rich think of some one single like me.
Kidding.
Welcome to Bewajah and thanks for droppping by, Its an effort to blog every good short thing we see here and there. Me is the guy who started it and Chinni plus vani contribute.
Keep visiting.
Getting gothic!
like you read in my last post, self motivation makes you responsible for your life ... think about it ;)
Nice Photo :)
Nice thoughts about yourself. I like how you use short and simple sentences in your poetry. I love this style of writing, much more effective in conveying the meaning...
4 kumar Chetan: WHO'S BITTU? and yes I did visit your blog. Awsome work with the words, man. thanks. :)
4 ELF: "self motivation makes you responsible for your life", and self-promotion makes you famous for life. hehehehe!!! :p
4 andy: than ku than ku. its just a dane of google. so me no hand. :)
4 ricky: yup mistaar. you got it right again. Now, don't have anything against anybody's style of writing. But, I find it extremely to concentrate on long sentences on one's blogs, hence my style... ciao :)
ooooooops, sowie ho gaya ji sowie!!!
I just realised my poops, I mean, oops!
I did mention my nick on my blog, : Bittu, and then forgot all about it.
Its just that it reminds me a lot of things and only my peeps have the right to call me by that name. I worked it up becaas I wondered where d hell did chetan get hold of my name???
again u did it SWF. the lines are simple and superb.
Cheers!
:)
brooding over existential questions,
searching for ethereal answers ?
4 Vishnu: thank u, thank u very much(Elvis the Pelvis style!).
4 Anshuman:
Hola, amigo, its me- Maddy! The girl, back from the dead, almost literally!
hmm... dont get up then :P aaram see sote raho ;) okie, ive said before..dont get poems.. somehow this made me think about sleeping late. :|
k pass....
4 Thulika: Thanks sweety. :)
4 Wormtongue: hehehe you said it. Now you make me think, its gooooood to sleep in late. :D
shucks! you don't get poems. damn!!! and here I was thinking I could impress you.
But as snoop dog says:- mah poems are mah expresshaan!!!
cheers :p
hmmm... gud one,
well written!
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