A night without me, unfathomable,
Kudos to the father of dot and dash…
The wizard of Menlo Park,
Indeed a businessman, par excellence!
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Monday, December 8, 2008
Anu....
Been with her from kindergarten throu’ twelfth,
Tall and brilliant, walks by, a studious girl,
In the joy of her wedding bells, I dwellth,
Far far away from the happiness she twirls.
Nostalgia that seeps, through the glass,
Of fourteen years that whizzed through,
A bench in the distant math class,
Three girls chattering, flashes through…
On the road to school, “Arun Ice-creams”,
A board that stands, to remind me of times,
Of intellectual debates and dreams,
Of heated cricket fanatism, yet sublime….
Memories of learning sessions,
Of Ace classes and santro rides,
A mathematician par precision,
That’s all of Anu, I can vouch, with pride!
Today I stand, realizing that time has flown by,
And that you’ve adorned the Mrs. Title,
And how I wish I could be there, sigh,
At this moment of your glory, so vital.
Zoek
Tall and brilliant, walks by, a studious girl,
In the joy of her wedding bells, I dwellth,
Far far away from the happiness she twirls.
Nostalgia that seeps, through the glass,
Of fourteen years that whizzed through,
A bench in the distant math class,
Three girls chattering, flashes through…
On the road to school, “Arun Ice-creams”,
A board that stands, to remind me of times,
Of intellectual debates and dreams,
Of heated cricket fanatism, yet sublime….
Memories of learning sessions,
Of Ace classes and santro rides,
A mathematician par precision,
That’s all of Anu, I can vouch, with pride!
Today I stand, realizing that time has flown by,
And that you’ve adorned the Mrs. Title,
And how I wish I could be there, sigh,
At this moment of your glory, so vital.
Zoek
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The world throu' my eyes....
Sometimes I feel,
Am a picture on a reel,
Painted pretty,
Genuinely fretty.
Tied, I don’t wanna be,
And free I wanna be,
Like the waves at sea,
Or the bumble bee.
Can I fly?
Soar high up… sigh!
Can I be…
And just be…
Me myself!!!
Not a doll, on the shelf,
That dances to a key,
Can I just be careless n' free….
Zoe K
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
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