A poem i wrote loooong ago in one of my engg classes (ADA) and I won the first prize for it in a competition too ;) trying to show off :P


Think of the places you have been
Think of the people you might have seen
Were they the nights of a journey or a journey of nights?
The story of 'could haves' and all 'despites'...

When did it happen!
How could it be!
Does it happen to everyone or just to me!
Was it the fuel in my car or the last peg in the bar ?
Nevermind! the journeys I have made so far...

Was it outside in, or inside out?
All these questions and all those doubts
keep ringing in my head, all hollow from within...

A locket in my neck, and a prayer to Him,
or was it coming from somewhere within?
With my realisation or the realisation of me
again I think of places I could/should have been...

Never the less it's a beautiful world
where smaller the ring, the more it is curled
But is it me in the ocean or the ocean in me?
where the forces in my head, take my head to the moon.
But is it late ? or a lil too soon?

Just thinking of the places I have been...
thinking of the people I have seen...
maybe on the moon ...