tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148903492024-03-21T20:43:44.127+05:30Mon mondeworld biased to my vision..jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.comBlogger364125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-15237308596974660182010-11-17T01:10:00.003+05:302010-11-17T01:22:12.984+05:30children of the FallLike traces of paint,<div>Red,<br /><div>Smeared on the fingers-</div></div><div>Pink,</div><div>In fall, the maple tree-</div><div>Old,</div><div>Turns a kid again-</div><div>Naughty.</div><div><br /></div>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-41172356507390260522010-11-09T02:29:00.007+05:302010-11-09T02:40:00.137+05:30dream: a haiku<div>
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<br /></div><meta equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">Frozen flames;</span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">Put them in a cage,</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">With my dreams.</span></span></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span">
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With due regards to the owner of the image</span></span></span></div></div>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-72981545398045226852010-10-02T06:18:00.007+05:302010-10-02T06:45:02.197+05:30a wait for summer<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBQUO61eEQw/TKaGMtowWPI/AAAAAAAABZI/7YUk0ao-Qq0/s1600/waiting-tahirih-goffic.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PBQUO61eEQw/TKaGMtowWPI/AAAAAAAABZI/7YUk0ao-Qq0/s320/waiting-tahirih-goffic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523249545983580402" border="0" /></a>Days of fall,<br />Let them drift away,<br />Like falling leaves,<br />Carried away by the wind.<br /><br />Winter,<br />You are not cold this time,<br />For my heart keeps warm,<br />A soul, unperturbed.<br /><br />O' Spring, leave my wind chimes;<br />When you make them sing,<br />I long,<br />For those foot steps.<br /><br />On a stallion of time,<br />I'll ride through the seasons,<br />In to the summer,<br />To sweep you off your feet.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><span style="font-size:78%;">PS: Author does not hold copyright to the image. With due regards to the owner of the image.</span></span>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-53900002377588048582010-08-09T03:45:00.003+05:302010-11-09T02:29:26.372+05:30my striped blanketThe straight lines,<br />Runs from head to toe,<br />Wrapping me.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-80969504493604921222010-07-17T00:19:00.004+05:302010-07-17T00:25:49.959+05:30Déjà vuTraversing a loop,<br />Crossing the starting point,<br />When start met the end,<br />Even the pole star,<br />Was shining on the south!<br />Lost in directions,<br />Even the time stood still..jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-27880860123426188192010-07-13T13:30:00.004+05:302010-07-13T13:34:11.722+05:30the journeyBorn at sunrise,<br />I have miles to cover,<br />Before the day ends,<br />In ripples of molten gold.<br /><br />Born at sunrise,<br />I have miles to cover,<br />Before I lose,<br />The last bit of my innocence.<br /><br />I need to find,<br />A place secure,<br />Before this life,<br />Steals my childhood.<br /><br />I need to find,<br />A place secure,<br />Before my footsteps turn heavy,<br />And I sink-<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Mature!</span>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-89889174548176415782010-07-02T04:54:00.003+05:302010-07-02T04:59:42.046+05:30watching over a sleeping angelEvery time,<br />You close your eyes,<br />Every time,<br />You step into your dreams.<br /><br />I'll stay awake,<br />And sit by your side,<br />Wading your nightmares,<br />Cherishing your smiles.<br /><br />When you wake up,<br />My angel,<br />Before you spread your wings,<br />And fly away-<br /><br />Take a look at me,<br />And grant me that smile,<br />Once again!jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-76328692953660362752010-06-30T11:54:00.004+05:302010-06-30T11:59:28.793+05:30act IIDreams,<br />Colours,<br />Innocence,<br />All fade,<br />In one act-<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Of becoming a man!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Based on my photographs <a href="http://jagadeeshbp.smugmug.com/Portraits/rahiportriat/12708916_sszWG#914597003_H68sf">here</a></span></span>.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-85475630870648513392010-06-30T01:25:00.003+05:302010-06-30T01:28:39.576+05:30clickety clickMy click for the day!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://jagadeeshbp.smugmug.com/Still-Life/Clickety-Clicks/12546581_EgBWN#916455988_rf7sq-A-LB"><img src="http://jagadeeshbp.smugmug.com/Still-Life/Clickety-Clicks/IMG0353/916455988_rf7sq-M.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://jagadeeshbp.smugmug.com/Still-Life/Clickety-Clicks/12546581_EgBWN#916455988_rf7sq-A-LB">View my gallery!</a>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-81862094082414878602010-06-24T04:05:00.004+05:302010-06-24T04:20:50.429+05:30beyond the boundariesDaze cross,<br />Distances unknown,<br />Seeking reflections,<br />In each other's eyes.<br /><br />Like whirlpools,<br />Silence thrives,<br />Swallowing words,<br />And then licking its fingers.<br /><br />In time,<br />The night melts,<br />And as dews,<br />Mornings are born.<br /><br />Distance,<br />Time,<br />And words,<br />They all fail-<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">In one eternal love!</span>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-37162910301688435932010-06-21T01:20:00.003+05:302010-06-21T01:22:26.231+05:30I hop away,<br />From hip-hop.<br />I hate that crap,<br />That is called rap.<br /><br />Filthy words,<br />And slipping pants;<br />Swinging hands,<br />And nonsense rhymes.<br /><br />You call that-<br />Music?jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-45871815853282434222010-06-20T23:44:00.003+05:302010-06-20T23:51:46.767+05:30valley of flowersIn my lonely road,<br />I feel a wind that's new.<br />One that carries,<br />The sweet scent of a flower.<br /><br />I follow the smell,<br />With my eyes closed.<br />Beyond the wind,<br />Into the valley of flowers.<br /><br />There you stood,<br />Tickling the wind,<br />In your garden of giggles,<br />With your fragrant touch.<br /><br />I stood mesmerized<br />Jealous of the wind,<br />Yearning to be kissed,<br />By that sweet smile of yours.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-65449847644655057672010-06-09T08:27:00.002+05:302010-06-09T08:33:10.187+05:30and i wonderWhen you tap<br />To that mysterious rhythm,<br />I sit here and wonder,<br />Who must have taught you that!<br /><br />When you touch,<br />Gently on my face,<br />I stare up and wonder,<br />Where that chill in your finger tips-<br />Come from!<br /><br />And when you leave,<br />Tear marks on my window pane;<br />I look beyond and wonder,<br />What pain you hide behind.<br /><br />Please,<br />Let it-<br />Never stop raining!jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-85538906707799095072010-06-09T08:16:00.003+05:302010-06-13T03:06:19.734+05:30silent moments<span dir="ltr" id=":2yz">A thousand words unsaid,</span><div id=":2z0" dir="ltr" class="kl">They swirl in the silence</div><div id=":2z1" dir="ltr" class="kl">In the space between us.</div><div id=":2z2" dir="ltr" class="kl">A thousand seconds fly by,</div><div id=":2z3" dir="ltr" class="kl">Melting in the dim light</div><div id=":2z4" dir="ltr" class="kl">Of that candle</div><div id=":2z5" dir="ltr" class="kl">Dancing to the wind,<br /><br /></div><div id=":2z6" dir="ltr" class="kl"><span style="font-style: italic;">Love- ubiquitous.</span><br /><br />The whiskey remain,<div id=":2zd" dir="ltr" class="kl">Half untouched..</div><div id=":2ze" dir="ltr" class="kl">Like words</div><div id=":2zf" dir="ltr" class="kl">Half unsaid.</div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">We walk away..</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Thanks for the chat <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/01759981636137792891">Supriya</a> leading me to this one. :)</span><br /></div>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-20753510400607007652010-06-05T11:54:00.002+05:302010-06-05T12:01:56.560+05:30silencing silenceAnd I killed the silence<br />With a hum<br />Of a song,<br />The lyrics, I never cared about.<br /><br />Like a shattered glass,<br />It pierced,<br />The stillness of silence,<br />In a million places.<br /><br />And I found it dead,<br />Silence, of the lies.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-46859286991596279112010-05-25T12:15:00.002+05:302010-05-25T12:22:29.217+05:30random thoughtO Purple hair,<br />Know that it ain't fair;<br />You may not wail,<br />For, I love my pony tail.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-40068656656509929872010-05-23T08:24:00.004+05:302010-05-23T08:35:23.833+05:30No MoreThe devil in me,<br />Has shed its evil.<br />And the fist of mine,<br />Now seeks no fights.<br /><br />Green no more,<br />Is my favourite color;<br />For no more,<br />In jealousy I quiver.<br /><br />Glass full of spirit,<br />And a soul filled with spirits;<br />Love no more,<br />I will, now, find a life!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Dedicated to all the fools, who love to remain fools, in love- blindly.</span>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-49378778720289461532010-05-16T09:01:00.001+05:302010-05-16T09:01:40.498+05:30bit of timeBit by bit,<br />It eats up my time-<br />Bit vectors!jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-50940479723677387722010-05-13T13:09:00.001+05:302010-05-13T13:11:50.874+05:30hippie haikuHippie life,<br />A trance of love; With-<br />Pot and peacejagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-40148696533308460902010-04-19T02:13:00.005+05:302010-04-19T02:25:48.976+05:30learning to fly<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ccomis.com/images/Chrisie%27s%20Paintings/The%20Transformation%20of%20Spring.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 400px;" src="http://ccomis.com/images/Chrisie%27s%20Paintings/The%20Transformation%20of%20Spring.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Miseries and burdens,<br />What else do they bring?<br />And every time, I feel-<br />Why do I need to vent out?<br /><br />Lies they add,<br />To the palette,<br />Of colours,<br />You paint from.<br /><br />Wars, they wage<br />With your emotions.<br />Burdens,<br />I got rid of them.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >Join me, fly free;</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >Mankind is better,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >When you are there-</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Far away, in the sky!!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">[PS: The image is not a work of the author. With due credits to the original artist @ http://ccomis.com/]</span><br /></span>jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-38428126976315248232010-04-13T08:10:00.002+05:302010-04-13T08:21:27.141+05:30untitledThe dawn always broke,<br />Before the story ended.<br /><br />The nights always heard,<br />Strides of her foot steps.<br /><br />In mesmerizing voice she told,<br />A new story, yet again.<br /><br />Myths and legends,<br />Heroes and demons,<br /><br />Shook the silence,<br />Of many moonlit nights.<br /><br />Death clung,<br />Like a bud;<br />Waiting to blossom-<br />To every dawn that passed by.<br /><br />The dawn always broke,<br />Before the story ended.<br /><br />Thousand and one nights went by,<br />Before,<br />A story was told,<br />The world- about her!jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-29578808532019818442010-03-21T07:51:00.006+05:302010-03-21T07:59:08.302+05:30A Change of SeasonDays growing longer,<br />Shadows living longer;<br />Spring is here.<br />The air around,<br />Proclaims its arrival.<br /><br />Wind sheds its chill,<br />Still,<br />On a fiery horse,<br />It rides.<br /><br />Shaking the trees,<br />Showering the flowers,<br />Stealing their fragrance,<br />The way it rides.<br /><br />Children play<br />On the mattress of flowers,<br />Chasing one,<br />Stepping on another.<br /><br />Oh! Beautiful nature,<br />You never fail,<br />In letting us know,<br />The birth of a new season.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-67712779027831898072010-01-31T06:00:00.003+05:302010-01-31T06:16:39.565+05:30symphonySteps on to the podium,<br />Takes his bow.<br />In thin air, his baton draws,<br />Invisible patterns.<br /><br />To the first swing,<br />A breeze plays,<br />Prelude,<br />Shivering the leaves.<br /><br />A brisk move of his baton,<br />Waves catch up with<br />A grandeur note,<br />And then going silent<br /><br />The prelude over,<br />Through adagios,<br />Allegros and<b style="font-weight: bold;"> </b>allegrissimos<b style="font-weight: bold;"> </b><br />Symphony plays.<br /><br />Rain comes down,<br />Playing solo,<br />To its receding tone,<br />Birds chirping.<br /><br />Symphony mesmerizes,<br />Then as a fugue it plays<br />Notes of destruction.<br />Where everything comes to an end.<br /><br />Alas<br />When silence plays,<br />Nothing is heard,<br />But men, silently weeping.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-33316180008509441252010-01-17T02:45:00.003+05:302010-01-17T02:50:00.807+05:30everything and nothingBetween everything,<br />And nothing,<br />There lies,<br />A silver braid.<br /><br />Near the horizon, fragile-<br />Like a crystal bird,<br />On a thread,<br />Everything hangs.<br /><br />All it takes,<br />Is a sharp edge,<br />And everything will be lost,<br />Leaving us with nothing.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14890349.post-48940483601637600342010-01-04T07:14:00.002+05:302010-01-04T07:17:47.285+05:30FireI keep staring<br />At its unending trance,<br /><br />Sheets<br />Of gold,<br />Cladded<br />With red beads<br /><br />Feeling the hug<br />Of a passion so warm;<br />Filling my soul<br />With a million thoughts.<br /><br />Greed-<br />I know it lingers,<br />Behind the golden face;<br />An appetite, insatiable.jagadeeshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13372090075574197853noreply@blogger.com0