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Love is blossomin again in my heart
For the nature and God,
Am livin life like thr is no tomorow
Is this the transition stage

I feel more responsible,
comfortable with things around,
Feel-Good factor is the new flavour,
Is this is the transiton stage

watching & breathin, Sachin bat
Livin on the edge when he bats,
Switchin off when hez out
Life hasn’t changed much,
But then why do I feel like
This is the transiton phase???

I am 18, still depending on parents
still Carefree,Music as my soul,
Cricket as my passion,Crapping 24*7
With 1000’s of weeks to go…
Why am I feelin this as the transition phase??

With my nephew cuddling and smiles
all around,Overwhelmed with things around
Am relieved that atlast i have come of age
WEll maybe the transition phase has just started!!
Dunno why I wrote this poem… Didn’t noe wat to write.. scribbled & this was[cant find a word to describe wat this is!!] say written??????

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I know I am Bad ,very bad
But it feels good to be bad…
For the Night is dark…though the
sky is illuminated with stars…
But Yet its Dark!!!!

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Some day I will want to turn Good…very good…
To destroy the blemish called Bad, I want
Few Friends ; who like
the rays of sun would eradicate darkness..
Wat If it turns the other way!!!

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I know am irritating ,hostile
For the caterpillar is hated
But a butterfly isn’t
Wat if i remain a caterpillar forever

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I Dont wanna dream .. If ever I Did
I would want to master it & not make it mine
For it sprouts the most desired wish
And unleashes the egoistic seeds

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I look at the sky,imagine the galaxy
Am preplexed by the way Nature Created it
More than these .. its the love,friendship,
emotional bonding which makes me feel theistic
Still dunno why this new found word “Agnostic” haunts me….

I would wait for her day in day out
I wouldnt mind sleepin all nite long
if shez gonna come in ma dreams
I close ma eyes & lo shez thr
Watz the use assole says ma conscience….

I look at some gal & it looks like shez thr
Whenever i use the 5 letter word
it reminds me of her….I feel sorry now
But I have sanctified the 5 letter word  now
Watz the use assole says ma conscience….

It feels lyk am left in a room full of mirrors

The reflections reveals her face….

Am confused …. So is she….I look at her…. she looks at me….

Whats the use assole says ma conscience

The world was dark & murky before i met her
Now the path ahead is clear
dunno if she was the light i needed
It may well have been “Just” a coincidence
But then it did happen
Whats the use assole says ma conscience

I look at a scooty…it seems like shez on it
And Shez wavin at me & askin me to get a life
Tellin me that I missed ma chance to own it…

My conscience doesn’t utter a word…

I could have been.. .. .. .. .. .. .. . .. . . .

I could have been….
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an “accountant” but i hadn’t got the “figure”
A “banker” but I wasn’t “interest”ed
A conductor but i had missed the bus
A doctor but i got sick of it
An “electrician” but i didn’t know anything about “current” affairs
A farmer but i didn’t own lands
A geologist but i didn’t want to find mistakes
An historian but i couldn’t remember dates
an ironer but the thing was too hot to handle
a juggler but thing got out of my hand
a killer but the conscience in me didn’t allow
a librarian but they were fully booked
A Miner but the job was beneath me
A neurologist but i lacked the nerve for IT
an opportunist but i “missed” it by a whisker
a parachutist but who wants to be a drop out!!!!!!!
a quiz master but got confused with the answer
a Rapper but i couldn’t make the ends rhyming
a sprinter but i ran into troubles
a teacher ….. but i was out “class”ed
an umpire but it was playing that fascinated me
Video jockey……… but i dint want to get saddled on TV
a woodsman …. but the work made me pine
A Xray technician but skulls made me ill
A yachtsman but i didn’t know the ropes
A zoo keeper….. with lots of them around i quited it

I would like to thank prakash for helping me out……

I’m in Love

I’m in love with the rising sun

For it displays colors both ecstatic and mystic

the science may have developed but this magic

Cannot be recreated with any innovation!!!!

I’m in love with the rustling of leaves

For it disturbs my peace ;

But depicts the world which runs a race

Where the word peace is lost in an unknown maze….

I’m in love with the droplets of rain

As it pierces me with pain

For the media which craves for truth

Vain is the result for its effort…..

I’m in love with the stars overhead

For it  tells & foretells the future ahead

But reminds me the effects of the destructive science

which often questions our future & our conscience….

I’m in love with the politics and statistics

For the tactics evolved & involved ,

these bring both pain & gain

But makes ppl around insane….

I’m in love with the religion called Cricket

Where the God is sachin & satan, his wicket

He’s been the last resort for indian cricket for 2 decades

And its hope tooo,but it just cant stop the debates….

I’m in love with myself

Coz of ma uniqueness & oneself

For the difference with the world be plenty

I just hope its not under any scrutiny…..

P.S:- Rookie …..