KUNAL SETH Poems
|43.||Pictures In My Phone...||11/10/2014|
|44.||Play Your Part...||11/10/2014|
|47.||Quiet Is The New Loud||1/27/2011|
|48.||Use And Abuse||1/29/2011|
|49.||Too Many Frames To Fill…||1/30/2011|
|50.||The Trouble With Me…||3/13/2011|
|51.||The Hardest Part...||4/8/2011|
|52.||The Emptiness Of My Glass||4/10/2011|
|54.||Six Degrees Of Separation….||9/6/2006|
|55.||I Am Gone....||9/12/2006|
|56.||Peter The Pauper….||9/12/2006|
|58.||Out Of Sync...||3/15/2015|
|59.||The Czar Of Nothingness||1/28/2011|
|61.||A Long Road||4/14/2011|
|62.||Colors Of My Life||1/26/2011|
|63.||An Illusion's Life||7/25/2008|
|65.||Sparks And The Signs……||8/10/2006|
|67.||Are You All That I Need?||11/16/2008|
|68.||Blink Of An Eye…||8/9/2006|
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Blink Of An Eye…
You called me a dreamer
You also said I am unreal
You think I am fool
But I hope I could change that with the blink of an eye.
You have never known me and you hated me as well
I never tried to explain, no matter how bad
So I kept loosing never had track of what I had
But I hope I could change all that with the blink of an eye.
Summer changed to winter
All the leaves kept coming down till the trees missed them bad
I kept on seeing the twilight, couldn’t see it all
But I hope I could change it all with the blink of an eye.
I kept on talking to ...
Peter The Pauper….
Peter is a pauper
Doesn’t know where to begin and where to end
He his pushed around
Like if he is tied to a string
Blames his mornings
For the unpleasant evenings he spent.
He gets hurt
When he doesn’t mean a thing