Posted on February 17, 2009 by compulsivewriter
A dream, a scent, an idea and emotion
Every night I scribbled with complete devotion
Your eyes your smile,
Even the slightest of your reaction…
I would sit and wait and watch,
Waiting for you to materialize
You stayed on paper, locked in a diary
Smiling as I painfully realized
Yes you were my imagination
But mine you were and I was yours
The wheels [...]
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Posted on September 27, 2008 by compulsivewriter
When you’re stuck in traffic or at a doctor’s waiting room, time just refuses to pass. It is at such times that I get tempted to play games on me mobile. The latest app on my iPhone is the magic ball app. Any question, a slight shake and voilà! The app has an answer. It’s [...]
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Posted on September 10, 2008 by compulsivewriter
The Indian news channels couldn’t stop carrying animated reports of how the big bang experiment by CERN in Switzerland is going to lead to the end of the world. Yes, the reports were complete with deadly music strumming in the background. Of course, my mum and me couldn’t stop laughing at all the possibilities of [...]
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Posted on June 26, 2008 by compulsivewriter
The dream keeps coming… And you’re in it. You talk to me and I hear your voice. It sounds familiar but I hear it differently. Taking in the slight modulations, the way you twist certain words around. I look at your face, it looks familiar but I look at you like I’ve never done [...]
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Posted on May 4, 2005 by compulsivewriter
Some girls just don’t give up
Some girls never try,
But I never give up on trying…
Some girls wait for luck to strike,
Some girls do things their way,
I do things my way until luck strikes.
Some girls just seem romantic,
Some girls way too practical,
But I think I am romantically practical.
Some girls are so sane,
And some are just so [...]
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