Someday not long from now, I will sing again
Will have a reason to write something again
There are no promises, no hopes or distress
There is still sunshine, and so it will be then
No I don't see,
I cannot see what will I be
I had the right, I could be free
But I locked myself and lost the key
I'll just be me.
I am at http://isb2007.blogspot.com now.
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Cro(a/c)k. Sometimes one flashes and sometimes flounders, but everyone from a frog, by puffing itself, to Elvis, with his wiggly leg dance, aims to please!
The Other Me:
About Me
- Sumit Poddar
- Bangalore, Karnataka, India
- I would rather have good company when judgment day comes, than have a good excuse to offer.
5 comments:
u shld sing,the way u sang the song
"chalte chalte mere yeh geet yaad rakna" during high school was damn good.
to lock oneself and loose the key,
to have a very good vision but choose not to see,
to stay out in the cold when u can have a cup of hot tea,
and when there are tough times..
to swamp oneself with self-pity
this is not a brave man's way
its an escapist who has gone crazy!
I am getting addicted to your writing yaar! Keep it going... and...
It is OK to cry once a while, now, in solitude, lest the whole mocks at you at a later date when you have nothing but to cry...
I wonder who the anonymous people are... I can make a good guess about two of three, but who is the third? Does it matter?
waiting for you to be back on ribbid rock..
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