What I DoPosted by : Sarbjeet Singh on 05-Dec-2005 Total Views : 176 What I do requires fantastic concentration...
but you can't be totally alone,
or you lose all contact with reality,
so even when I'm engrossed and secluded,
Jack Dunphy can be there.
He's my oldest and best friend, and best critic too."
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Diabetes Tells Us We Are MachinesPosted by : Jyoti Gupta on 01-Dec-2005 Total Views : 168 Diabetes tells us we're machines,
Intended to exist but for a time.
All that brought us pleasure in our prime
Breaks down to prove the metal of our means.
Eventually, all of us must die,
Though, perhaps, not quite so bit-by-bit.
Each soul must see of life the whole of it,
So as to know of death the reason why.
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I Wish I Were A CliffPosted by : Jyoti Gupta on 30-Nov-2005 Total Views : 173 I wish I were a cliff
Rather than a gentle hill
That climbing up on top
Might be some kind of thrill.
I wish I were a sand dune
Rather than a verdant garden
That my undulations
Might your passion harden.
I wish I were a vixen
Rather than a faithful dog
That you might pursue me
With more than just a nod.
But I am the one I am
Rather than the one I'm not,
So please make me the fantasy
That keeps our loving hot.
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My Mood Is Like A Cloudy NoonPosted by : Jyoti Gupta on 30-Nov-2005 Total Views : 155 My mood is like a cloudy noon
Waiting for the sun,
Or like a sailing ship that can't
Set sail without the tide.
I fidget in my emptiness,
Not knowing where to run;
Yet when you're near I can't explain
What's going on inside.
It's too bad feelings swim so deep,
Too deep for anyone
To grasp them as they squiggle through
And take them for a ride.
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ToysPosted by : Dhiren Dhandharia on 25-Nov-2005 Total Views : 185 I like to play with a ball
And my sister plays with her doll,
On a sunny day
I feel happy and gay,
When I take my bat
I have to search for my hat,
When I play cricket
I can never get a wicket,
I have some stuff toys
Which are for little boys,
Then I have a teddy
Which looks somewhat like daddy,
When I play on the computer
I like to eat bread and butter,
So these are my toys
Which fill me with joys.
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In Memory OfPosted by : Mahabir Prasad on 22-Nov-2005 Total Views : 255 We wish that name could be with us
This very special day,
Cause he [or she] was like a rush of sun
Before he went away.
We light this candle so that we
Might bring him here awhile,
As we remember his bright flame,
His laughter and his smile.
We wish that he could share with us
The happiness we feel,
Cause knowing that he knew our joy
Would make it all more real.
But even though he's not with us,
His presence is still strong,
Cause in his heart we'll always find
The love for which we long.
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