Had Thought wrote poem,
Times
There are times u will always cherish
There are times when u will see
There are times u'l look back at and smile
There are times u'l remember me
There are times when the earth shall shatter
There are times when the sky will fall
There are times when its all going fine
There are times u'l feel 6 feet tall
There are times when there is no tomorrow
There are times when there was no past
There are times that define history
There are times meant to last
There are times that pass at breakneck speeds
There are times that take your breath away
There are times that test your every nerve
There are times that you just call it a day
There are times that fly by
There are times that do not crawl
There are times when we so really wish it,
but its only time that you can never stall.
Kanishk Kakkar
30/7/07
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6 comments:
Awesome... Dam nice :) Thoda senti and all in places ha :)
pink floyd - breathe
Breathe, breathe in the air
Dont be afraid to care
Leave but dont leave me
Look around and chose your own ground
For long you live and high you fly
And smiles youll give and tears youll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be
Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Dont sit down, its time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.
pink floyd - time
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you are older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say
pink floyd - breathe (reprise)
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
Its good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
well and that is supposed to mean ?
good poem. deep thinking, when do u get the time to think so much? I'm glad to also see this side of my son.just chill & enjoy life. let time just fly. Luv u.
love d pics you put in with all ur write ups!
@ anonymous: thanks a lot, it is a fact that i have to spend more time finding pics to go with the abstract stuff i write than writing the abstract stuff itself
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