aniruddha pathak

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Finding me

In poetry on January 25, 2009 at 01:11


Open arms are gone again
No sweet touch on sun kissed face
No messing up of curly hair
No shadow dance with lovely grace 
This time you know
you’re all alone
this time you know
why hoping on
This time you know
its not your way
Its time to rise
its time to see
Its time to dress
Its time to feel
Its time to find
the real me

  1. its so beautiful…it is sad yet reassuring to the reader. you have framed the beauty of being alone in a marvelous way.

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    ruchi goyal kaura 25 January 2009 at 10am

  2. thanks ruchs, that was the purpose of the poem and you are spot on..:)

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    ani_aset 25 January 2009 at 8pm

  3. sometimes we get attached to a person in such a way that we see ourselves through their eyes, but when such a dear person goes away, we start redefining everything around us- including ourselves!
    very wonderfully put! nice easy words you use, but the message they give out is intensely huge!

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    todays writer 18 February 2009 at 12pm

  4. hey @todays writer..thanks for the comment..i liked the last two lines of your comment which rhyme 😛 and i quote…

    “nice easy words you use,
    but the message they give out is intensely huge!”

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    ani_aset 22 March 2009 at 12am

  5. absolutely lovely.”Its time to find the real me”. Great line.

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    Neha Kapoor 5 June 2009 at 7am

    • Thank you..I’m still wondering what happened to my profile link..have to work on it now 🙂

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      aniruddhapathak 5 June 2009 at 7am

  6. so did you find the real ‘you’ ?

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    Aria 24 October 2009 at 6pm

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