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Not so young Fashion Graduate From National Institute of Fashion Technology (NIFT), Delhi, India. Aspiring journalist. Amongst other eclectic hobbies, she likes writing and has written several poems and articles over her school and college life and now for a living. She would someday like to be be a more popular writer than just on her blogs. 'Tis a lady of grand splendor, who waketh in my bed every morning while the sun beckons her towards night...

Friday, October 05, 2007

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here is a poem....that mr adi....a.k.a delhidreams posted....

"no no my heart
not the blazing sun
nor the brightest star possible
lets glow like a mellow moth
and wade through the night
to that beacon, this heaven's delight"

and well here is the reply....see what one can make of it....
"no no my love,
lets just fly into the sun,
that has lost its blaze...
into its melting sparkles,
on a darkening sea...
lets just be the spectators,
of a million stars...
lets not glow today,
and not make a myth of being
travelling stars today...
lets just float on water,
be the dried
"chinar" leaves on the Dal....
and float away ...home...
where ur smell lingers...
and heart fills up...
with u"
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