my dreams

Stupidity

veni_tamirisa — Fri, 25 Nov 2005 14:45:23 +0530

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Never before have I felt like this

My actions have weird consequences

And now I believe ignorance is bliss

Every move I make

Every word I say

Hope it makes sense

Is all that I ever pray

I tell myself. . . .

There is nothing to gain

Nor is there anything left to lose

But never have I felt so stupid through pain.

How long is this going to take

veni_tamirisa — Fri, 09 Sep 2005 00:49:45 +0530

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how long....

Should I be this way?

Should I look forward to meet someone?

so that loneliness doesn

SILENCE

veni_tamirisa — Sun, 21 Aug 2005 18:38:36 +0530

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What I intend to do

No one does know

Neither do you

Things that are mine

Will forever be so

People who matter the most

Will forever stay so

There might be a lot to say

But there are very few people to hear

So I prefer silence because

Some words are better left unsaid

my Oasis

veni_tamirisa — Wed, 13 Jul 2005 13:20:31 +0530

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I am standing in a desert

Trying to hold the sand

In my hand...

Little that I know...

The harder I fix my grip.

The more it slips away...

I am searching for an oasis...

Any form of life....

To prove that I am still sane

But I can

my life painting

veni_tamirisa — Wed, 06 Jul 2005 16:16:39 +0530

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Shallow and dull

However hard I try to paint

The colours are washed away in my tears

There is no obvious reason

No relative meaning for existence

My hope has started to wilt

It wont be too long before it dies up forever

Wise men think

Fools over think

What a fool I am?

Because I never know when to stop thinking

Compromises and complications

Are parts of life

My life is a part of them

Complex and compromised

Reasons

veni_tamirisa — Sun, 03 Jul 2005 17:49:00 +0530

Reasons

my dreams

veni_tamirisa — Thu, 30 Jun 2005 15:37:36 +0530

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As black and gloomy as they can be

Is it just me?

Or is something trying to imply

Tell me that this is not right

Things have changed

And are changing too fast

All at the cost of my sanity

That I can