first there was calm,
there was the joy of a match well won
and then all we knew was the news
of grave damage that was done...
the news is on
but none is good
the situation was out of hand
and that was as good as understood..
it started with some noise
and spells of silence
but the air is filled
to the brim with violence.
innocent lives - lost
brave men ruthlessly killed
all for that island we call our own
everywhere blood is being spilled
i salute the brave soldiers
the hostages and personnel
who are braving this terror attack
and being put through hell...
LETS ALL JOIN HANDS AND PRAY FOR OUR CITY........MUMBAI NEEDS ITS SOUL.....
Knowing Me...
- Aakriti Anand
- If I say I'm just a teenager leading a life as normal as it can get, I sort of defy what I stand for. Its not all that easy but it has its moments. I like those moments when they come along and they bring with them a significant amount of emotion, which I only began expressing in words at age 7. Since then, its all about the writing. It gets to certain people and some just don't get it! But I think that its important for me to write because that is maybe the only talent that exists in me [not denying the presence of good enough speech to win a few here and there =P] There is little I know and there is much I simply yap about but I make sure that if its really got to be said, it better be said, however in the wrong or right. I feel much. There are lot of things I plainly observe and those are sort of the things that I adore writing about. I'm inspired by minute details and small things that have a huge impact much later on. There is much more to me that most know and many have bothered not about. Not like I want them to. But I'd like to be known. And that's what I think I stand for, being known beyond what is known. =D
1 comment:
i didn't write anything about this incident because no matter what i say would seem hollow :(
but all of ur poems are excellent! keep it up! keep blogging!
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