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Sunday, April 7, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Don't Whine
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Sunday, October 7, 2012
My Untold Story
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The theme for the month is 'An Untold Story'
I went to a
party, Mom
I did not
drink,
as u had
said, Mom
I felt really
good inside,
as u had
mentioned,
I would feel,
If I keep
that aside
I didn't not
drink and drive,
The way you
thought,
I would,
Even though I
was told,
I should,
They said,
it’s a thrill,
still I held
on to my will
Finally the
party was ending,
Out of sight,
Everyone was
going,
I felt proud,
thing
I had done
was right
As I got in
the car,
I knew I had
to be home safe,
I braced the
belt and checked the brake
I pulled on
to the road,
Slow I was on
the node
But the other
car,
Just struck me
like a load
Motionless I
was lying on the road
Many injuries
I boar,
the other guy
was drunk,
I heard the
policeman roar
This is not
fair, Mom
the guy who
hit me is walking,
while I’m
unable to do any talking
There is a
lot of blood around,
Most of which
is mine,
The medic
says,
I will die in
short time
I wish
someone had told him,
Not to drink
and drive
If so, I
would still be alive,
Probably he
was at a party as I,
only
difference was, he drank
and I will
die
I am losing
breath,
My thoughts
are fading,
I wish you
reach in time,
I swear Mom,
I didn't dink
and drive
My last wish,
this
An untold
story, Mom
Reaches
everyone in time,
I didn't drink,
It was others
who didn't think,
I wish
everyone now thinks,
So no one’s
life is ruined in a wink
Be fore I say
good bye,
I ask a
question Mom,
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?
Karan
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Sunday, August 5, 2012
Beyond Sunset and Sea
Beyond Sunset and Sea
Labels:
BAT,
Beach,
Blog-a-Ton,
Poetry,
Sun Set
Sunday, July 1, 2012
TWO MINUTES
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Another one hit her with a jolt
She fell to the ground,
Unconscious, bruised and wound
At the hospital
Decisions had to be bold,
She may not walk at all
Feared Dr's, we were told
In a while
She woke
Still in shock
Unable to talk
Somehow she spoke,
At the end of it
I just broke
Let me tell you
How it stoke
Girl steps out of the gate,
Is hit by a car straight
She is at the steps
Running on to the road,
To be careful, by the Mother
She was told
She was in the lift
Itching to hold the gift
For it was her b'day
And her father was home with it
A while back
She was at the office gate,
Seeing off her mate
Hurry up, her mother roar,
Only "Two Minutes"
She cuddled at the door
At this i went numb,
For if not for that "Two Minutes"
In the hospital,
She would not have come
PS:"I wish time could be rolled back,
for so many two minutes, could be corrected
up the stack"
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Birthday,
Blog-a-Ton,
Poetry,
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