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March 05, 2011, 09:11:53 PM
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Under this tag I am gonna share my poems .You can share yours too .

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March 05, 2011, 09:16:26 PM
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Lost in the Darkness

You brought me down
to such a depth.
Darkness surrounds me
Months and days spend in it
have handicapped my belief.

But its just the darkness that
surrounds me,I have hands
but they are rendered motionless
by the false belief of darkness

No Light could ever come inside
except Me
I am my Light

I will discover me,
my hands in the darkness
and end this mystery of
that have undermined
my hand and its power .

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March 05, 2011, 09:19:41 PM
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I am no leader


I don't want to lead
neither do I want to follow any

But in taking my own
path I feel alone and sidelined,
but there are only few in the
crowd who dare to cross
the limits of the crowd, alone.

We Still like to hide
in the noise of the crowd
and want someone to lead,
want unison.

But this wait never
ends,and our
voices remain unheard.

Even if I don't lead
I should let my voice
reach out firm,loud and clear.
Even if I have to leave the
anonymity that the crowd
provides.

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March 05, 2011, 09:22:30 PM
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Being Dirty Among the Pure White Flowers


I am as dirty as hell
among the flowers which
are very pure as they
seem to be
But these flowers are
hiding beneath them
more dirt than their brightness

No one questions their
purity as they shine
like Sun,their brightness
hides the stockpile of the
dirt on which this
brightness is created as
a certificate of purity
But I stand dirty among these
pure group of flowers.

Every pure flower uses
dirt to grow its purity
But at the end the
dirt is condemned to
be dirty and flower
praised for vibrance

Everyone knows the crude truth
But the flower having some dust
is always discarded,and
the dust everywhere
which is being covered by
the pure flowers is ignored

The dirty flowers is plucked
and thrown away as a punishment
for being among the
pure white flowers.
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March 05, 2011, 09:24:55 PM
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Pain of Negligence

I ways want to outshine the
shiniest but i never come
anywhere near to the shiniest.
I want to cut the diamond with my sharpness
but even if I somehow break
the diamond rarely,there will be
no one around to see and appreciate.
afterwards it it will be assumed
that there were two diamond pieces
from the beginning and that i
did nothing ,I have no
sharpness .


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March 05, 2011, 09:27:14 PM
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I still dare to dream

I still dare to dream
I always love those things
which are beyond
my reach,
I know that I ain't
going to it ever
and someday this beautiful
dream will be shattered
Still I love due
some kind of force
which wants me to be
on the losers side every time
In spite of knowing all these
I still dare to dream,to
give my self some kind
of destined punishment.


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March 06, 2011, 05:30:30 AM
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Life

No value;
No purpose;
Only my mind and perception;
Without question;
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March 06, 2011, 04:06:55 PM
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I like "NO rights Reserved" tag  ! Good rhyming words in your poem.

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March 07, 2011, 04:02:50 PM
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My conflicts with the world

Me blank again
have something that
keep piercing again

often i can't make
it out, or
just convince myself
that i can't remember

I need something
I fear i won't get
"hunt it down ,or
retaliate" are things
that confronts me in my darkness

Its like an explosion
that is ready
within me,seeking
my permission,but
handcuffed by the world

I, someday
have no remorse or reason
compelling the world
listen my reason

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March 07, 2011, 04:08:21 PM
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The Shadows Never End

The shadows never end
but people die,
as we are mortalized
by the mighty,before
the beginning of the time,

The shadows never end
as freedom is charged
not a right of a small child,
mercy of mighty,
needed to survive,
and have freedom

The shadows never end,
hunger strikes every,
home of poor,and they
die ,as the will of mighty,the mighty,the mighty.

The shadows never end,
as the mighty has,
given life for us,
has he a right
to take away our shadow

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March 07, 2011, 04:43:02 PM
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From East to West... from North to South... from Developed to Undeveloped... a thousand conduits whisper before we say a word.

Light speed pulses. Infinite. Infinitesimal. Our world is shrinking.
I speak, it's gone. I die, it dies with me. I transmit, it lives forever.
Curling humans through space, to turbid worlds. Old stories, new futures. A butterfly flaps forever: it's only a day.
Past days are gone. Forget those damp brown days.
Our future has colour, life, speed. Our future has more.
The potential is within us. It always has been.
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March 07, 2011, 10:15:11 PM
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Very good and optimistic .Vivid and better outlook of our future .

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March 08, 2011, 03:31:12 AM
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Life;
Taken and swayed;
Ruthlessly enslaved;
The only freedom that can be obtained--
is by perceiving the strings through which we hang.

Searching for order;
Reaching only disorder;
How do we protect life?

Failure.
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March 08, 2011, 10:07:00 AM
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How well we try to order things they end up in a more disordered state .

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March 09, 2011, 04:40:32 AM
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Light Unused

So, an individual walks into a bar with no clear attempt or purpose. Sullenly, he walks across the concrete floor, his feet practically dragging step-by-step only adding to the  glazed look in his eye. Pothead? Drifter? Asylum?— the first words that would cross your mind. It’s without question he would catch your eye — drab trench coat, matted hair and a collared shirt so unimaginably wrinkled, one could mistake it for discarded gift wrap.

Right as he stiffly set himself at the bar, the waitress dusting the various liquors and spirits that lined the mirrored wall murmured a quiet “Welcome.” As she briefly finished her dusting she about-faced and asked with an apathetic glare, “What do you need?”

“…Perspective — and scotch and water. Hold the scotch.”

“Hmmph.”

She paced efficiently through the back shutter doors with her dark graying hair tracing behind. The man blankly stared at his reflection in the mirror for several solemn moments.

Suddenly, a convulsion, a tremor and a twitch of an eye.

Shatter.

In a swift tick, the ragged rogue destroyed most of the bar’s product and dismantled a column of shelves. And with a single fist, he marked an epicenter of cracks along the mirror; blood misting the mark.

The woman bewildered, rushed out of the back.

“What—what are you doing?”

She shook her head vigorously and stared into the rogue’s eyes.

“Who, who are you?”

He gradually formed a nervous grin and licked his teeth, swiftly indulging in a lick of blood from the mirror,

“Heh. …hm, I am one perception. I’ve done as much with it as I can.”

He paused briefly and looked at the lighted window above, highlighting his sculpted face and long flaming hair. He opened his mouth wide and with a murmured gasp,

“…there’s too much light in this world.”
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March 09, 2011, 04:41:51 AM
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Feel free to critique the work above.
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March 09, 2011, 11:58:02 AM
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you tell me that
there is this

                        almond

hidden in the folds of your cunt
and also that:

                     – I must find it

sometimes:

I suspect:

there is no almond!

but then again
why would you lie?

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March 09, 2011, 09:50:51 PM
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Europe languished. America survived.
Looking to the future... ignoring the past.
Suburban sprawl engulfing the land,
A lifeless blob, mindlessly expands,
Like birds of a feather, the rich flock together,
Are we building cities for cars or for people?
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March 11, 2011, 12:36:38 PM
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ya correct.After some extent consumerism should be checked .

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March 11, 2011, 01:18:28 PM
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Discrimination of talent

Today knowledge,capacity natural talent, and intelligence doesn't matter,what matters is your ability to communicate(for India exclusive rights have been given to English by the corporate world).Many talented and capable people are discriminated by the corporate world using the excuse of language and so called 'corporate etiquette'.Our mother tongue is discriminated by ourselves ---(esp. those who reach at top levels of capitalism and for showing 'pseudo-ethics' and 'drawing room behavior' and they also deny any chance to those who deserve and are in need).


This capitalist policy is a recent one when we look down upon history.It all started the end of the cold war in early 1990's.New enterprises started all over the world and gradually information technology started becoming huge in terms of capital generated and growth rate. The marketing boom which started in 1960's in US and Europe spread to India and and other developing nations.This started

a urge for profit as fast as possible.The result is a well known fact--


Focus was shifted from content and efficiency to outlook , presentation, and glamor.This led to our current problem—What has become important is glitz,covering,'pseudo-etiquette','pseudo-manners' and 'pseudo-behaviors'.Underneath the mind of a well groomed corporate leader there exists a human being which is being enslaved by the blind following of the cruel capitalism.This tendency has created a rift between the corporate sector and the real nation .Magnitude of the rift in thought and belief can be seen from the fact that still more than 20 million people in the country are still below poverty line,and countless graduates,post-graduates,and doctorates are jobless not because they were not suitable for job but due to our lineage towards smooth ,sober,'urban style of seeing and judging talent and intelligence' .


The is one more aspect to what we see and and perceive things around us.I just want to ask a simple question—when you see a 4 year innocent child begging on the streets or any of the other public places...what do you feel about them---most probably you may think that--”what a pity, how cruel their parents are,if they can't feed and nurture them, they shouldn't have brought them in this world to beg.But by doing this ,we try to make ourselves understand that in no ways we are responsible for their misery.


One more question,what if some of them—the above said deprived ones are prodigy,will their talent will ever be recognized by our “generous and well mannered corporate world”. The answer is no in a certainty .The outcome of this rejection will make them take the wrong path in life and become criminals(turning their unrecognized talents to wrong direction) .


Showcase of corporate charity

Many organizations in the corporate world have their charity funds and sister organizations claiming that they are for the benefit of the masses.But the reality is very different,these people who try to gain sympathy from the society and government are the least bothered about the underprivileged.This showcase is for increasing market penetration by creating false a atmosphere of generosity and humanity.


It is said that what a man does in his leisure shows his character and intelligence.What would you expect this “Etiquette World” to do in their leisure read page-3 columns of the newspapers,attend parties,discotheques,nigh-touts,visit malls-multiplexes and read English elite literature(esp. those of foreign authors)...after such selfish activities they complain of bad government,politics,corrupt administration,failure of system and collapse of law and order.It is a fact that they are the first one to shy away from their democratic responsibility of voting.They don't give a damn about anything until they are directly affected .

How can charity and nationalism can be expected from them.If they do,its mostly for publicity

and fooling the nation and some where they are fooled themselves.


Assassination of science by the discriminators


It is no wonder that after the World War II,innovations that would have changed the fate of the world never happened.It may seem disgusting to link the “etiquette and demands of the corporate world” with the failure of science and originality,but I am sorry its undeniable.Just citing few examples--all the major development in the world happened before the world war II –invention of electricity,radio transmission,aircraft,combustion engine and we should not forget that all the modern amenities that we use have their genesis in this era..besides this all major theories like Theory of relativity,Max Planck Theory,Theory of uncertainty,Atomic model that changed the course of the world were developed during this phase.After 1945 there started a trend of modification and up gradation of existing things and ideas.People stopped question the previous data and knowledge and closed the chances of greater endeavors.This is the direct consequence of the pseudo-etiquette imposed by the corporate world and its requirement of being as perfect as a machine.


Due the market demand and job insecurities people started to undermine their inborn talents and interests and molded themselves in corporate leaders(who are in no way leaders they only lead to amass wealth and to create an impeccable wall which separates them from the less privileged).


This was the final nail in the coffin of science.Lets hope that science will rise again from its ashes and talent will be recognized and respected again.

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