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Poetry! =P

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pholon ki yeh shaakhi hai kaanton se saji
mitne se na mitege dil ki yeh bebasi
jo hum pe guzri hai beete tum pe kbhi
tum ko bhi yaad ayen beete baatein sabhi...
 
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We rode down a huge rollercoaster
Love and hate, of each we had a taster
As we spun through faster and faster
Our love began to rapidly fester
But now the spinning has stopped, the world is so straight
You moved on, leaving me, to find a new mate
But, I knew, being apart couldn't be our fate
Until you realized, maybe I'll just have to wait.....
 
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We rode down a huge rollercoaster
Love and hate, of each we had a taster
As we spun through faster and faster
Our love began to rapidly fester
But now the spinning has stopped, the world is so straight
You moved on, leaving me, to find a new mate
But, I knew, being apart couldn't be our fate
Until you realized, maybe I'll just have to wait.....

Hope. :')
 

Nibz

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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
- Shakespeare (Sonnet)​
The underlined part is my favourite.​
 
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This poem was nominated as the 'Best Poem of 2006':

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored?
 
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Sometimes when life feels like its all downhill,'
When you feel nothing can change, nothing will
Ease the challenges that you need to face,
God sends help. Help in the form of a friend,
Someone who's words are enough to alleiviate
Every tear*, every tear,** Every trouble, every snare.
Thank you God, for this help you give.
True with every ailment comes a remedy
True with every foe comes a friend .

*tear = as in tears from the eyes
**tear = as in tear of paper
 
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This poem was nominated as the 'Best Poem of 2006':

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored?
nyc 1 (y)
 
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Sometimes when life feels like its all downhill,'
When you feel nothing can change, nothing will
Ease the challenges that you need to face,
God sends help. Help in the form of a friend,
Someone who's words are enough to alleiviate
Every tear*, every tear,** Every trouble, every snare.
Thank you God, for this help you give.
True with every ailment comes a remedy
True with every foe comes a friend .

*tear = as in tears from the eyes
**tear = as in tear of paper

This is :love:
 
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