tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-373581182012-02-17T05:47:57.074+05:30kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-44054678479697364052008-11-30T10:12:00.005+05:302008-12-03T18:51:04.130+05:30These were the walls, white and fair<br />Now the rusty tinge of blood, hangs heavy in the air<br /><br />You recall the joy. when you walked down this road<br />They were remorseless, a way they sowed<br /><br />The city of dreams in a state of shock,<br />Don't talk about our 'spirit', it's like when you mock<br /><br />We've had enough of these games that you play<br />Breaking us apart, like we're made of clay<br /><br />Always remember, there is strength in numbers<br />We have the power to put you into a deep slumber<br /><br />- kd<br /><br />Believe in your Country!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4405467847969736405?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-11214508713968149552008-11-16T20:41:00.003+05:302008-11-22T10:19:44.188+05:30Waking up to a fuzzy world<br />scratching my head, thinking somethings absurd<br />I wobble for a little bit<br />trying to get up and not get hit<br /><br />I walk around this room<br />which seems like a flower, ready to bloom<br />everythings so out of focus<br />this isnt real, sounds bogus<br /><br />Someones talking to me, but I dont see<br />words just mix and flee<br />Somethings not right, I wonder<br />theres gotta be some kinda blunder<br /><br />I move around, colours are vivid<br />this seems boring, seems insipid<br />I need to get off this state<br />know more of whats on my plate<br /><br />somethings affected my brain<br />that drink is sure going down the drain!<br />I fall back to sleep,<br />only to wake up to reality.<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-1121450871396814955?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-60674008813674022452008-10-27T22:02:00.002+05:302008-10-27T22:27:22.397+05:30Something crawls under my skin<div>poking at the world within</div><div><br /></div><div>I try to walk and get some water</div><div>my legs fail me, as I totter</div><div><br /></div><div>Its the excruciating pain inside</div><div>which wants to burst open wide</div><div><br /></div><div>It wants to be released</div><div>like some chained beast</div><div><br /></div><div>It soon calms down, still painful, but calm</div><div>It stays there forever, sometimes active, but all there</div><div><br /></div><div>-kd</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-6067400881367402245?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-18519834610396417042008-10-01T09:28:00.002+05:302008-10-01T09:32:39.522+05:30In a state of tranquility<div>I lay there, with no thoughts</div><div><br /></div><div>Pristine white light, </div><div>thinking, are my troubles sought?</div><div><br /></div><div>I still breathe fire </div><div>with no despair</div><div><br /></div><div>figuring out why do I feel</div><div>that no one cares</div><div><br /></div><div>It was all over, that state of calm</div><div>with eyes wide open, no blinking</div><div><br /></div><div>I wondered what it was</div><div>It was me, thinking</div><div><br /></div><div>-kd</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-1851983461039641704?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-83523896126096258722008-07-23T20:42:00.004+05:302008-07-23T21:00:46.912+05:30I've been walking for a mile<br />it's been drizzling for a while<br /><br />Seems like it's a rainy path I'm on,<br />no sign of droplets all around<br /><br />Funny it seems, but it's real<br />I can't see, but tingling I can feel<br /><br />I look back and up at the cloud<br />whose mischievous smile is so god damn loud<br /><br />I get the point, It's gonna follow me<br />not here and there, right on my head it'll pour<br /><br />"The cloud is following me!" I shout<br />I look look lunatic with a big mouth<br /><br />People around break in hysterical laughs<br />thinking 'He's lost it', thinking 'he's lost'<br /><br />I cast a spell on the cloud with a wizard's tone<br />it won't follow me now, coz it's in your zone<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8352389612609625872?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-80153716294039156592008-07-21T22:23:00.003+05:302008-07-21T22:27:07.135+05:30Its not that I've lost touch<br />Its not about the flower I pluck<br /><br />Its a new path altogether, a new beginning<br />where the futures bright, stars are shining<br /><br />I'm building my own yellow brick road<br />to fulfill my dreams I'll get onboard<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8015371629403915659?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-40990746505961371022008-03-24T21:37:00.002+05:302008-03-24T21:49:24.433+05:30Cold stone clinging to my skin<br />water dripping from the cracks within<br /><br />A ray or two of light falls<br />illuminating these black walls<br /><br />I fly freely over the treasure chest<br />lying on a grass dune, at rest<br /><br />The shining gold, the sparkling sun<br />my eyes flicker, seeing none<br /><br />I fall deep down the circular bricked wall<br />felt like I tripped, felt I was really tall<br /><br />Realizing the cushion under my head<br />I lay at rest, I lay over my bed<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4099074650596137102?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-40127310179578541752008-01-09T08:32:00.000+05:302008-01-09T09:09:26.157+05:30It is always like this<br />figuring out what's good and <br />whats a miss<br /><br />I see the horizon with a basket<br />filled with opportunities<br />and a blanket<br /><br />Reaching, trying hard<br />with millions of questions in my mind<br />still trying hard<br /><br />Filled with anger, filled with tension<br />thinking hard about tomorrow<br />thinking about my pension!<br /><br />Tears in my mind, <br />crying out loud inside<br />knowing the world is mine<br /><br />All I need is to be free<br />all I need is a little salt and pepper<br />to be free<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4012731017957854175?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-27805817010467643042007-10-28T23:00:00.000+05:302007-11-26T09:17:54.287+05:30There is a place for my head<br />in the corner of the universe<br />Where things are different,<br />different from this verse<br /><br />Walking away from kryptonite<br />as if i'm superman<br />not knowing what to do here<br />heck knows! what's the plan<br /><br />Things are a blur at the moment<br />harder to focus on stuff<br />feeling frozen, feeling numb<br />hoping this is not god's bluff<br /><br />With the mist<br />creeping up my spine<br />Dont know whats hell<br />and whats divine<br /><br />State of confusion<br />losing myself<br />am I Lost?<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-2780581701046764304?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-66476618044973221912007-10-20T13:31:00.000+05:302007-10-22T09:06:06.524+05:30Its been long since I set foot in this sand<br />felt kinda cold, felt like no man's land<br /><br />Emerging out of my strange exile<br />I don't really know if it was worthwhile<br /><br />A race against time, a race against me<br />it was nothing but living with zeal<br /><br />Feet are digging in fast<br />trying to grip, trying to last<br /><br />Dungeons and forests, the mist and the caves<br />sleeping bats, hiding mice, all will live<br /><br />Creepers and swamps, but no crocs<br />survived that, without a shock<br /><br />A new day, a new dawn<br />the sun has risen upon<br /><br />Who knows what will come through<br />who knows If I grew....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-6647661804497322191?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-91207521746556021052007-09-02T21:10:00.000+05:302007-09-02T21:18:48.454+05:30All the stillness, a pinch of slyness<br />the darkness creeps in.<br />I think about closing my eyes<br />before the moonlight seeps in<br /><br />The curtains are drawn<br />the lights are off<br />I stare into nothingness<br />with my guard off<br /><br />I don't blink, I don't cry<br />See images of my life flashin'<br />something seems to slip away<br />while I'm shouting and lashing<br /><br />I feel the rush, I feel the pace<br />confusion sweeps my mind<br />is there anywhere<br />I can stay safe<br /><br />I'm running from my shadow<br />somethings that's my own<br />I dunno where I'm going<br />Am I all alone?<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-9120752174655602105?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-9416534204496114722007-08-05T10:17:00.000+05:302007-08-05T11:24:29.997+05:30Sometimes I need to remember<br />to open my eyes and see<br />Sometimes I need to remember<br />I am free<br /><br />Sometimes I feel<br />I missed out on things<br />Sometimes I feel<br />I never got the pings<br /><br />Sometimes I think<br />I'm in the wrong place<br />Sometimes I think<br />I'm trying to make extra space<br /><br />Sometimes I get lost<br />in my own world<br />Sometimes I get lost<br />in a few words<br /><br />Sometimes I think too much.....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-941653420449611472?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-57211628922594050132007-07-08T10:14:00.000+05:302007-07-08T10:25:34.654+05:30Lost in this world<br />Lost in the weirdness<br />Having few more miles to go<br />Lost in the woods<br /><br />Lost in my share of happiness<br />Lost in my vision of success<br />Million smiles of others<br />Lost in the zest<br /><br />Lost in the sunshine<br />Lost in the heat of matters<br />Fragrance of beauty<br />Lost in the rush of blood<br /><br />Lost in conversations<br />Lost in a new place<br />Old-new pals around<br />Lost in my own world<br /><br />Lost among fools<br />Lost among 'the brainy'<br />Mind wanders, mind ponders<br />Lost in translation....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-5721162892259405013?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-49420377596239911922007-07-07T09:31:00.000+05:302007-07-07T09:45:28.531+05:30I want to run<br />I want to fly<br />I want to work<br />I want to cry<br /><br />I want to earn<br />I want to spend<br />I want to think<br />I want to lend<br /><br />I want to drink<br />I want to walk<br />I want to scream<br />I want to talk<br /><br />I want to sing<br />I want to dance<br />I want to win<br />With a better chance<br /><br />I want to scold<br />I want to fight<br />I want to buy a pen<br />and have something to write<br /><br />I want to start<br />I want to weep<br />I want to stop<br />I want to sleep<br />on the table top<br /><br />I want to love<br />I want to be loved<br />I want to begin<br />I want to finish<br />May be...<br />Just may be this is not all......<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4942037759623991192?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-89821040921825777052007-06-17T19:14:00.000+05:302007-06-17T19:33:48.305+05:30Looking into the darkness<br />with cool air blowing through my hair<br />I look out the window and ponder<br />Is 'all this' just and fair<br /><br />laying my options in front of me<br />I feel confused and dazed<br />do I feel insecure or<br />its just this weird phase<br /><br />Its like an invisible kick in my face<br />doesn't really hurt but<br />There is a footprint in my face!!<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8982104092182577705?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-22982140767211162142007-06-09T19:42:00.000+05:302007-06-09T19:57:45.910+05:30Hurting so bad, that I have tears in my eyes<br />I dunno why I agreed to come here, and someone lied<br /><br />"It'll feel as if an ant is bitting you" said the doc<br />and I thought am I being mocked!!<br /><br />I remember my tooth hitting the seesaw <br />it broke in half, following a loud heehaw!!<br /><br />So you see it wasn't my choice to visit the doc<br />I was tricked into it, by the forces of...<br />not nature but my over-weighted friends<br /><br />The anesthesia oozes out of the syringe <br />feeling numb...talking gibberish<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-2298214076721116214?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-50061984305959805412007-05-18T19:02:00.000+05:302007-05-18T19:15:32.254+05:30Anxiety of events to come<br />complexity of current ones<br />surprising stance at some<br />this is the stage where all is said and done<br /><br />Confusion in the mind<br />nerve-racking material <br />sense of achievement for one<br />threatening for the other<br /><br />Looking for something<br />searching for happiness<br />smiling at your loved ones<br />displaying anger at your foes<br /><br />Abusing in frustration<br />breaking someone's heart<br />making up with ice cream<br />eating popcorn at the movies<br /><br />Joy of children and their acts<br />fear of safety for their own<br />running around aimlessly<br />loosing ones mind<br /><br />Head-banging on rock!<br />drinking lots, feeling high<br />checking time, running late<br />headaches, backaches and heartaches<br /><br />Partying at a club<br />laser lights, blinking eyes<br />dancing stars give you joy<br />beating up, getting beaten<br /><br />Black eye, purple colour<br />feeling ouch!<br />sense of vengeance<br />calming down<br /><br />Chillin' at a beach in designer shorts<br />holding the surfboard for a picture<br />jumping in water just for fun<br />sippin on cocktail!!<br /><br />relaxing, on that beanbag<br />in front of the idiot box<br />triumph of win<br />un-supportive comments at loss<br /><br />celebration for no reason<br />birthday, anniversary whatever!!<br />enjoying myself.....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-5006198430595980541?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-23253424160913265252007-05-12T22:33:00.000+05:302007-05-12T23:33:47.507+05:30There is nothing inside<br />but words overflow<br />There is nothing inside<br />and life goes slow<br /><br />There is nothing inside<br />to fill someone's cup<br />There is nothing inside<br />to grow and develop<br /><br />There is nothing inside<br />which could make someone happy<br />There is nothing inside<br />everything seems crappy!!<br /><br />There is nothing inside<br />to make you lend your tears<br />There is nothing inside<br />everythings just a blur or a smear <br /><br />There is nothing inside<br />nothing but sorrow<br />There is nothing inside<br />You are just feeling hollow...<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-2325342416091326525?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-59803260820895556532007-05-05T19:45:00.000+05:302007-05-05T19:59:57.004+05:30From the willows of darkness<br />to the cold ice mountains<br />A voice speaks a word<br />a whisper of sorts, a message<br /><br />A signature it may be<br />or may be something else<br />it speaks to you<br />as if your like everyone else<br /><br />It makes you follow<br />makes your ears follow<br />you search hard, you look around<br />but the source can't be found<br /><br />One word was spoken<br />one was heard<br />It was like God's last breath<br />which was left broken...<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-5980326082089555653?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-51367067603824516622007-04-28T22:02:00.000+05:302007-04-30T19:45:03.221+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RjN5kh3qrGI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/2oWIQKReITg/s1600-h/Playing-Guitar-1500x1000.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RjN5kh3qrGI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/2oWIQKReITg/s200/Playing-Guitar-1500x1000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058520474941303906" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Pluckin on the strings<br />thinking of a song<br />words keep flowing<br />I better get along<br /><br />The drummer's in position<br />the bass is ready to rock<br />piano man's waiting for the cue<br />is this a cake walk?<br /><br />The shows about to start<br />in my own garage<br />we are the audience<br />we are the stars!!<br /><br />So if you wanna fight with the swords<br />you better play the right chords!<br />the shows dependent on you<br />this is serious business, not a zoo!!<br /><br />The amps are already hooked up<br />voltage is what is being sucked in<br />are you ready to melt faces?<br />Then lets Rock!!!<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-5136706760382451662?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-91872634071237783162007-04-27T18:37:00.000+05:302007-04-27T18:49:52.216+05:30(This could well be a song)<br /><br />I was riding down the highway<br />when I saw you on the road<br />sittin there, waiting for someone<br /><br />The smile you gave me<br />made me hit the brake pedal<br />The car went screech!<br />you came running to me<br /><br />What you didn't do was look around<br />you didn't see the light coming<br />It was a truck speeding on the road<br />thank god its brakes were working<br /><br />We got into the car, flabbergasted<br />took some liters of water to get us started<br />Speeds of more than hundred made her freak<br />she wrinkled my jacket instead of scream<br /><br />And I'm riding on this highway with a mission<br />to be in a place I want to be in<br />and I'm Swerving the car in joy<br />The dust keeps coming in from the windows<br />I dunno where I'm goin.....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-9187263407123778316?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-92045654884083048192007-04-22T23:59:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:46:46.584+05:30Hiding behind that tree I peep out<br />to see if the coast is clear<br />Looking around for answers<br />swept back with fear<br /><br />The green moss on the bark<br />looks slippery to touch<br />Riding my thoughts all along<br />with me, without a crutch<br /><br />Realizing the white light<br />is inside me and nowhere else<br />It cries out to break free<br />from shadows and darkness of wells<br /><br />The spook has set in<br />fireflies flying around<br />I lay there still<br />right there on the ground<br />Pondering......<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-9204565488408304819?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-21888196386446052202007-04-21T21:35:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:47:36.807+05:30I walk into the glass door<br />only to find a bump on my head<br /><br />Trying hard, searching for respite<br />searching for warmth, still searching..<br /><br />Obstacles, path-breakers are many<br />life in the hot sun under the ozone<br /><br />I whisper again and again<br />what I want to hear, from life<br /><br />Breaking sweat, running hard<br />hurting my knee, falling down<br /><br />I look around, I gaze at the million smiles<br />looking so happy, for themselves<br /><br />For what they've done, for they've achieved<br />for what I've not done and I've perceived<br /><br />Still in pursuit, will always be<br />In pursuit of happiness......<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-2188819638644605220?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-14835579047816601062007-04-17T09:44:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:47:53.124+05:30I ran from the top of the mountain<br />to the end of the sea<br />White light all around me<br />reminding me, I need to breathe<br /><br />I close my eyes only,<br />to see the darkness<br />I don't know if I fear,<br />to do the right thing<br /><br />Eyes roll around in a state of confusion<br />to decipher....life!!<br />Its all random, its all scattered<br />searching for meaning, realizing....<br /><br />You stood there against the sun<br />looking down at me, at me<br />Searching for answers,<br />afraid to wake up!!<br /><br />Wondering the cliff would vanish<br />and you would fall, down<br />to something unreal<br />may be surreal!<br /><br />You wait, for the thought<br />you wait, until things are sought<br />you wait......<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-1483557904781660106?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-31983967743845834772007-04-10T18:09:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:48:06.050+05:30Theme parks, giant wheels<br />those moon glasses,<br />he fancies with great zeal<br /><br />Walking around in red and white<br />with a stick, a cap and a bright smile<br /><br />A joy in life he has, a zest for living<br />all he does is walk around,<br />and people look for him<br /><br />A crowd of million, people all around<br />some with balloons,<br />and some on merry-go-rounds<br /><br />Your eyes constantly search for him,<br />what is it that you search?<br />Is it the Waldo in you......<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-3198396774384583477?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-67986613621564869202007-04-04T00:12:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:48:21.507+05:30Crimson tears, trickle down my face<br />its like I'm far behind in this rat race<br /><br />Front it what is visible, back is scarred<br />Don't know whats going on, brains are barred<br /><br />Thunderstorms, lightning cracks<br />all in the head, nothings on track<br /><br />Stings of thorns, oozing blood<br />pain on the face, closing bud<br /><br />Looking up to the so called God<br />Searching for the heavenly light<br /><br />This is not the life I ordered, I scream<br />Not your dish? eh?...<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-6798661362156486920?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-54656087488749747622007-03-31T13:22:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:48:45.885+05:30In this small stupid world<br />you stand near the shore and cry<br /><br />Wondering whats wrong,<br />wishing for the bad times to fly<br /><br />The water flows over your feet<br />covering it with beach sand<br /><br />Questions boggle your mind<br />like you are on no man's land<br /><br />Handful of sand, making a fist<br />life flows out, between the fingers<br /><br />Fear of strangeness, hovers<br />in your skin it lingers<br /><br />The blue shade of light projected<br />the moon is white, wolves howl<br /><br />You sit down with your head down<br />crying over the foul<br /><br />A voice in your head gives you wisdom<br />tells you, "what you are doing is out of boredom"<br /><br />Go home and take rest, things will be fine<br />don't worry about life, keep up the zest.....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-5465608748874974762?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-81732599650631309322007-03-29T16:13:00.000+05:302007-03-29T16:26:42.011+05:30Why can't we be free,<br />from the shackles of god or man made rules<br /><br />Why can't we think beyond,<br />the guidelines of 'experts' on life!!<br /><br />Why can't we speak our minds,<br />to millions who are listening and<br />to those who are not<br /><br />Why can't there be multiple interpretations,<br />of signs of wisdom, of philosophies of life and<br />of the scribbled notes on the post-it<br /><br />Do I dare ask.....<br />I dare and ask.....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8173259965063130932?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-36121961866535114842007-03-26T20:17:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:49:17.647+05:30I was standing at the coast of the sea<br />When a little boy came up to me<br /><br />Asked me to look at the two islands ahead<br />They are so far away, he said<br /><br />Will the ends ever meet he asked<br />I shrugged my shoulders, he gasped<br /><br />He walked away with sadness on his face<br />I pondered over what he had said, in his place<br /><br />Wondering whether ends will ever meet<br />or we'll be stuck with lots of mud and sleet<br /><br />Wondering whether things will move on<br />or just stay they way they've been going on....<br /><br />The little boy jumps with joy<br />tears blow away, he shouts<br />I believe......<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-3612196186653511484?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-38161803754895327532007-03-19T09:15:00.000+05:302007-04-25T17:49:51.684+05:30Blades of grass, pure green<br />dew on the surface, in its teens!!<br /><br />Bark of a tree, moss on the foot<br />rustling leaves, with my boot<br /><br />Flower petals scattered on the path<br />archway of trees is what I've got<br /><br />Winds are pleasant, weathers changing<br />you spin around, no-ones gazing<br /><br />Hop and skip, and a jump<br />feeling of joy, without a bump<br /><br />Cool canals, lovely water<br />pebbles under, green frogs a hopper<br /><br />Splash of water, feels cool<br />come, take a dip in the serenity pool!!<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-3816180375489532753?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-227863993473468422007-03-18T00:04:00.000+05:302007-03-18T09:58:02.983+05:30Pieces of life on the grave,<br />lay still<br />no winds, no sound, plain silence<br />lay still<br /><br />Am I dying for you, I<br />lay still<br />I sit here and weep, tears<br />lay still<br /><br />Stuck in this moment of spook, eyes<br />lay still<br />Dark side puts a shadow, I<br />lay still<br /><br />Fear gives me the shivers, I<br />lay still<br />Why the grimness, why I<br />lay still?<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-22786399347346842?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-44717869313774555132007-03-14T15:43:00.000+05:302007-03-14T16:03:46.711+05:30Pouring down, a cup of tea<br />from the metal kettle<br />steam rises up<br />in a chair you settle<br /><br />A tray brings the cup to you<br />you pick it up, burn your fingers<br />as the cup is hot<br />the pain still lingers<br /><br />The idea is to make you feel refreshed<br />sucking out all the stress<br />to restart your brains<br />taking them away from the usual mess<br /><br />The cup is over, I feel cool<br />I crave for more<br />Wheres your cuppa?<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4471786931377455513?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-37767733917335124052007-03-13T21:52:00.000+05:302007-03-13T22:14:37.520+05:30The shiny stars, light years away<br />is yours to keep<br />Millions of asteroids crackling up<br />will never weep<br /><br />Soft and comfy, are the clouds<br />they stick to you<br />Hazy mist, up there<br />looks grey rather than blue<br /><br />Dusty particles, looking brown<br />float in the air<br />Smoke rises up, in a cool way<br />after a sudden flare<br /><br />Gravity hits, pushes stuff down<br />rainy water slippery lanes<br />watch your step<br />or you might cry in pain....<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-3776773391733512405?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-14261073065379427452007-03-10T21:36:00.000+05:302007-03-10T22:10:34.220+05:30How many times,<br />have you picked up your cellphone<br />and wanted to call someone,<br />but restrained for some strange reason<br /><br />How many times,<br />have you gone across brilliant book titles<br />picked up one,<br />but didn't read after a few pages<br /><br />How many times,<br />have you bought something to eat,<br />thats your favourite, but<br />is lying in the fridge for ages<br /><br />How many times,<br />have you picked up your diary and a pen<br />and decided, from today you'll start writing<br />but never did...<br /><br />How many times,<br />have you wondered, how certain things<br />make sense to others while<br />you don't understand a shit...<br /><br />How many times...<br />will you try to answer questions<br />which have been never answered...<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-1426107306537942745?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-47167274700667329432007-03-08T10:34:00.000+05:302007-03-08T10:43:02.620+05:30Green leaves, shining through the sunlight<br />illuminates your mind<br />Makes you think, whats going on?<br /><br />You look on, the horizon is infinite miles away<br />up there the sun shines with all its might<br />You still think its all useless, you think....<br /><br />Raindrops could touch your face, and<br />trickle down like tears,<br />no-one would know if you cried<br /><br />The wet mud could be smeared on your face<br />and you wont recognize yourself<br />Washed away...<br /><br />You think your just stuck here<br />you think you are just waiting for things to happen<br />or make them happen<br />can you?<br /><br />The art of noise in life,<br />the feeling of confusion<br />the randomness<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4716727470066732943?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-47795885380354355672007-03-06T16:40:00.000+05:302007-03-06T16:53:38.633+05:30Things that you do<br />Things that you don't<br />Things you want to do<br />Things that you don't<br /><br />Its all mixed up<br />Its all scattered<br />Extreme variety, very extreme<br />Sense of consciousness, dazed<br /><br />The feeling of flying,<br />The feeling of dying<br />The feeling of being there<br />The feeling of being alone<br /><br />Its still mixed up<br />Its still scattered<br /><br />The cold winds on the top of the hill<br />Where you received happiness and a strange zeal<br />Idyllic environment, shouting souls<br />freaking cold, freezing to death<br /><br />Flying dragons, breathing fire<br />Right behind you<br />Burning cloth, burning skin<br />its all a dream to scare.<br /><br />Moving in circles,<br />boomerang hits you<br />you remember your deeds<br />somethings new<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4779588538035435567?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-42079943641923604732007-03-02T21:38:00.000+05:302007-03-02T22:04:29.942+05:30Imagine a world of zillion people<br />two stand apart<br /><br />each one on the other end of the spectrum<br />trying to make a living, to sustain themselves<br /><br />One is weak, the other strong<br />broken bones, you never know whats wrong<br /><br />One is poor, the other rich<br />agonizing life, like its in a ditch<br /><br />One cries, the other laughs<br />miseries are plenty, worse when morphed<br /><br />One has the guts, others a coward<br />courage in the hearts, to move forward<br /><br />One thinks about the future, other dwells on the past<br />making the present more attractive, which will forever last<br /><br />Broken wings of life, can be put together<br />you are one, soul is......<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4207994364192360473?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-13055784345941137032007-03-02T19:35:00.000+05:302007-03-02T20:01:20.727+05:30Tapping my fingers onto the table<br />pondering hard, over things<br /><br />Wondering if I could ever reverse time<br />Do something, I haven't done<br />Something which is unattainable now<br />Could have been close to me then<br /><br />I always believed its better late than never<br />but somethings are lost if your late<br /><br />I'm leaving crumbs behind<br />as they hurt, if I take them with me<br /><br />The empty cup of stains,<br />has a crack now<br />it looks at the world with the same eyes<br />as before<br /><br />Why can't I ?<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-1305578434594113703?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-42445941114273871432007-03-01T09:29:00.000+05:302007-03-01T15:25:28.187+05:30Woken up by the sounds of silence<br />in the middle of nowhere<br />I search for reality<br />can't seem to find it anywhere<br /><br />The look of fear in my eyes<br />like the worst has happened<br />No-ones around here to talk<br />just the pictures of my nightmare<br />ready to stalk<br /><br />I breathe heavy<br />heartbeats are racing<br />cant understand the thin line<br />between the reality and the dream.<br /><br />Certain degree of tension<br />certain disorientation<br />I dont know why the sedation<br />I dont know why the nightmare<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4244594111427387143?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-55963715778241499832007-02-25T15:46:00.000+05:302007-02-26T12:28:43.232+05:30Black and white, grainy scene<br />Colours are nowhere to be seen<br /><br />The rose is white, The sky is gray<br />The air is still, dust makes the way<br /><br />The bees are buzzing, squirrels are running<br />searching for colour, they may be grumbling<br /><br />The sun shines in white light<br />blinding, people with no sight<br /><br />The light gray bench in the park<br />I sit there until its dark<br /><br />Pondering over the colourless,<br />Where is it?<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-5596371577824149983?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-80401374118178901882007-02-25T12:06:00.000+05:302007-02-25T15:45:36.476+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/ReFhvfR5KeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jN9dg_W8maQ/s1600-h/why-are-clouds-white.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/ReFhvfR5KeI/AAAAAAAAAbc/jN9dg_W8maQ/s200/why-are-clouds-white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035413326855219682" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I look out the window of this airplane<br />I see clouds, soft and white<br /><br />They seem like candy floss to me<br />Wish I could eat one here<br /><br />The sun burns from a distance<br />rays crash into the clouds<br /><br />Millions of colours are formed<br />The word 'scenic' is defined<br /><br />A clear space between<br />the sky and the clouds<br />the airplane flies freely<br /><br />A smooth pace,<br />A steady speed<br />water below shines, reflects the sun<br /><br />cloud cover gets dark soon,<br />turbulence hits us<br />"This is you Captain speaking"<br />"fasten your seatbelts"<br /><br />Raindrops on my window<br />dark blue is the sky<br />Cloudy day it has been<br />I dunno why....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8040137411817890188?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-23397856318580634182007-02-20T21:21:00.000+05:302007-02-22T16:34:15.543+05:30A little drop of heaven, melting under the sun<br />flowing down ice valleys, like its so much fun!!<br /><br />Crystal clear, refracted rays<br />touch the ice without any haste<br /><br />Meandering down, to its destination<br />adding volume, to its composition<br /><br />The last drop falls down,<br />adding coolness, to the water found....<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-2339785631858063418?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-41278647936096379392007-02-17T20:17:00.000+05:302007-02-17T20:25:59.974+05:30My foot skids on the edge of the cliff<br />a pebble falls thousands of feet below<br /><br />holding on to the rope<br />trying to hang on<br />living a dream or may be<br />trying to live my life<br /><br />I know you are there, right there<br />just around the corner<br />but you are not alone<br /><br />May be you want the same thing I want<br />may be you want what I wish for<br />Sometimes I cannot understand<br />most of the times I don't get it<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4127864793609637939?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-38146805310657758462007-02-16T10:11:00.000+05:302007-02-16T10:18:28.029+05:30Still winds, leaves on the ground<br />footsteps crunching them away<br /><br />Moisture in the air<br />woolen muffler might do the trick<br /><br />Words don't flow out<br />I don't hear any voices<br /><br />The honk of the taxi<br />the screech of the brakes<br />too much noise<br />Don't know what it'll take<br /><br />Don't know where life is heading<br />Don't know where it'll break<br />or will it,<br />Questions are millions<br />Answers are billion<br />Mute-ness is trillion<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-3814680531065775846?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-87997992204459942002007-02-15T21:06:00.000+05:302007-02-15T21:12:17.261+05:30Chilly winds blowing on my hands<br />gives me goosebumps<br />its dark out there<br />just the moonlight<br /><br />Stars are shining<br />some are twinkling<br />some are trying.<br /><br />A cold stare<br />A shiver runs down my spine<br />a feeling of being crippled<br />for life<br /><br />The frost on the ladder<br />on the corner of the street<br />near the garbage bins<br />is melting<br /><br />Roads are slippery<br />The snowmobile doesn't start<br />the shovel's frozen to the ground<br />the beggars looking for a place to sleep<br /><br />Eyes could be wide shut<br />on that comfortable bed........<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8799799220445994200?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-21423481235943395912007-01-19T21:13:00.000+05:302007-01-19T22:06:06.792+05:30Making sense of this silence<br />quiet as it seems, also dense<br /><br />The rusty tinge of blood<br />hangs heavy in the air<br /><br />Walls are discoloured and yellow<br />they smell of darkness, and sound hollow<br /><br />Spiders and bugs creep along<br />Dust on lamps shows when are turned on<br /><br />A crack of thunder, a bolt of lightning<br />shadows can become very frightening<br /><br />It begins to rain outside, heavily<br />fears is washed away, quickly<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-2142348123594339591?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-80101319921786521072007-01-14T09:26:00.000+05:302007-01-14T09:35:36.985+05:30I heard a voice on the other side of the phone<br />not a stranger, but someone I had known<br /><br />I wanted to ask, "do you really care?"<br />or just a formality, not changing your gear<br /><br />Being who you were, years back<br />if you are still the same, try to shift track<br /><br />Its not a sermon, its not advice<br />I'm just trying to find clarity in my own life<br /><br />Knowing that I have an umbrella called Universe which cares<br />I always wished that people did........<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8010131992178652107?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-29468094536547980182007-01-01T16:24:00.000+05:302007-01-12T18:09:10.613+05:30The sounds of silence, the pin touching the ground<br />I hear a whisper, tenderness in your voice I found<br /><br />You lay there calm and ready to talk<br />interesting it seems without a shock<br /><br />You talk about the day we first met,<br />the path of friendship was already set<br /><br />You seemed excited to hear my voice<br />concentrating hard and canceling all noise<br /><br />I say a few words inside my head<br />didn't open my mouth, my eyes did the rest<br /><br />I dont know why I kept quiet at that moment<br />wanted to talk a lot which happened eventually after your comment<br /><br />"Your quiet today" you said with surprise<br />I burst out laughing and soon words began to rise<br /><br />The clock kept ticking, words poured out<br />I didnt know when the time ran out<br /><br />The sun was rising out of the clouds<br />burning its way through, changing its colour<br />from dark red to light blue<br /><br />I gathered my stuff fast to rush back<br />where I belong, to keep certain things on track<br /><br />Our conversations never last long, they remain<br />in my heart, forever......<br /><br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-2946809453654798018?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-48622832285624671252007-01-01T13:04:00.000+05:302007-01-01T13:17:46.973+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RZi8mBOMXHI/AAAAAAAAABE/j8BX5jyjLQM/s1600-h/normal_high%7E0.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RZi8mBOMXHI/AAAAAAAAABE/j8BX5jyjLQM/s200/normal_high%7E0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014965546426063986" border="0" /></a><br />Thinking on a different tangent, feeling dark and cold<br />Try to get a grip on life rather than just a hold<br /><br />A new day has come upon us, the sun is shining bright<br />you know for sure what has happened, it should be right<br /><br />negation from the mind is inevitable<br />moving on as quickly is what is advisable<br /><br />A new beginning has to be made on this new path<br />leading onto a new adventure that sure will last<br /><br />These words might make no sense, or might mean a world<br />But life sure goes on... no matter what one might concur<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-4862283228562467125?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-9252471068747065882006-12-30T19:12:00.000+05:302006-12-30T19:43:48.850+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RZZz3ROMXGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fByQYKuegZ0/s1600-h/20050107-02+-+Snow+in+Backyard-3.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RZZz3ROMXGI/AAAAAAAAAA4/fByQYKuegZ0/s200/20050107-02+-+Snow+in+Backyard-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014322628476558434" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A storm is on its way, as the cold wave sweeps across<br />mother nature having internal conflicts, showing whos boss!<br /><br />Snow covered peaks talk about their own coolness<br />whos more snowy and who has seen loch ness<br /><br />What remains a mystery, is how does it start<br />from the top of the peak it starts to fall out<br /><br />At the sound of a higher decibel<br />the peaks have a wardrobe malfunction<br />the snow blanket slides down without any sensation<br /><br />Destroying what comes in their path<br />burying what stands tall<br /><br />Feeling cold, white snow<br />frozen foot, white snow<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-925247106874706588?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-87154749624171786402006-12-28T12:53:00.000+05:302007-01-19T22:06:48.454+05:30<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RZP5dhOMXFI/AAAAAAAAAAg/yU2Mc7DuuCk/s1600-h/batman-begins-poster01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013625095722916946" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_L1Wp0eTfbgM/RZP5dhOMXFI/AAAAAAAAAAg/yU2Mc7DuuCk/s200/batman-begins-poster01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div>Shades of Gray, misty air<br />glowing eyes, will you be spared<br /><br />The green moss covers the bark<br />no sign of light, not even a spark<br /><br />He stood there all alone looking in the darkness<br />wondered where all the light went, where the slyness<br /><br />He thought about the wolf in the snow<br />how he survives, amongst his foes<br /><br />He can hardly see in the dark<br />but knows for sure, he can make a mark<br /><br />He stands there with his crutches ready to fight<br />he knows that truth has the strangest ways of finding daylight....<br /><br /><br />-kd</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-8715474962417178640?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-5347787979654530372006-12-27T15:29:00.000+05:302006-12-28T14:22:54.839+05:30One step further, one step back<br />I <span style="font-style: italic;">dunno</span> where i'm going, or what I lack<br /><br />Been pondering over something,<br />random thoughts come across<br />is it true or i just need some mental floss?<br /><br />I still see the sun rise out there<br />and set on the other side,<br />I still see the clouds fly out there<br />and rain on the wet side<br /><br />I always saw the good being subdued<br />I always saw the bad in a feud<br />This defined a 'perfect' world for me<br />where life existed not for anyone but for itself<br /><br />I still look out the window at times<br />to find all that missing what i thought was mine<br />I find it incomplete....<br />i'm still looking for answers...<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-534778797965453037?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1166283908288610442006-12-16T20:24:00.000+05:302006-12-17T13:30:31.996+05:30Its a dark blue sky, stars are shining<br />dogs are barking and cats whining<br /><br />A lonely traveler walks on the dusty road<br />looking at the cracks on the walls of people's home<br /><br />He wonders what would it be like<br />to live a life without any price hike<br /><br />To live life without fear<br />knowing your loved ones are safe and near<br /><br />To live a life with only ups and not downs<br />having million smiles, not a single frown<br /><br />He notices a shooting star in the sky<br />and wonders if the universe will cry<br /><br />Will it cry as it lost its favourite star<br />or just move on with life without leaving a scar<br /><br />Moving on seemed like a good thought<br />being happy with what he has, he resolved<br /><br />Stars crash down, new ones are born<br />Life should not stop, even if you are torn<br /><br />The traveler moved ahead to his destination<br />with a smile on his face, still wondering.....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116628390828861044?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1165636784912386892006-12-09T09:07:00.000+05:302006-12-09T15:24:55.523+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2398/4195/1600/179778/DSC05259%20copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2398/4195/320/235250/DSC05259%20copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dark and dusty is the way ahead<br />the colours I see is only black and white and not even red<br />Vintage street lamps create a spook<br />may be its real, or just a fluke<br /><br />I sit here alone on this bench<br />there is something written on it, may be its french<br />I look right, i look left<br />no sign of anything, not even a theft<br /><br />Winds are blowing east to west<br />little twisters, mighty dustballs<br />walking around like its their home's living hall<br /><br />The winds change its direction<br />and things soon settle down<br />the roads become clear<br />now one can drive back to town<br /><br />But..there is still dust in the wind<br />there is still dust in your eyes<br /><br />- kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116563678491238689?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1165244381850710802006-12-04T20:13:00.000+05:302006-12-04T20:29:41.863+05:30Walking along the alley of peace<br />being me, facing cool breeze<br /><br />I stop for the moment<br />to sit down and relax<br />and ponder over thoughts....<br />which boggle my mind to the max<br /><br />In a distance comes a pretty face<br />with eyes speak of beauty and body of grace<br /><br />I give a smile to get one back<br />never to realize, who she smiled at<br />was sitting behind my back<br /><br />He got up and walked away with her<br />she turned back to give me a look<br />The eyes spoke something on its own...<br />telling me i was in the deception zone.<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116524438185071080?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1164623221113899872006-11-27T15:39:00.000+05:302006-11-27T22:47:38.023+05:30God created the universe<br />God created the stars<br />God created the galaxies<br />and yummy chocolate bars<br /><br />God created the solar system<br />God created the sun<br />God created the planets....<br />sounds like it was so much fun!!<br /><br />God created cleanliness<br />God created dirt<br />he was just roaming around...<br />when his interest came on planet Earth!!<br /><br />God created water<br />God created Land<br />God created the air...<br />and miles of sand<br /><br />God created grass<br />God created plants<br />God created animals...<br />who might just last<br /><br />God created the mountains<br />God created trees<br />God created waterfalls..<br />he was on a creative spree..<br /><br />Then god created man<br />God created woman<br />God created Desire<br />God created Freewill.....<br />and then....<br />God Logged off.....<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116462322111389987?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1164374071155946752006-11-24T18:07:00.000+05:302006-11-24T18:47:16.890+05:30Many ways to go, only you can decide<br />to pick one, which can put you on either side<br />Maze is what it looks like, confusing to the bone<br />A game you play in here, to put things back as they were<br /><br />A house of cards, a gush of wind<br />a deck of cards, and no wind<br />A house of straw, the mighty wolf breaths out<br />a stack of straw, the pigs runaway<br /><br />Go straight, go right<br />go left, go wherever u might<br />Chaos what hits you, in your head<br />tears trickle down from your face<br /><br />You let out a large roar, a scream<br />you break down, you look back<br />You find no-one, you find yourself alone<br />all alone, left at your own mercy<br /><br />You keep a lookout for familiarity,<br />you stay still, you stay frozen<br />Your eyes speak a thousand words,<br />your lips lay dead and blue<br /><br />You look up at the sky, dark blue with shining stars<br />cool wind blows through your hair, it blows on your face<br />composure is what you try to gain, and you wish to feel no pain<br />Adversities hit you hard, but a new found courage inside you<br />helps you withstand.<br /><br />You wonder where it came from, has it been there always<br />you look up, you think whether god exists<br />Can an atheist tell?<br />you look at the moon, shining its bright white light<br />you look at the stars, twinkling away in the dark blue sky<br />you look at the sand, it says a story of sadness<br />sadness of bad dreams, sadness of failure<br />sadness of losing someone, sadness of not reaching someone<br />sadness of a wilting flower, sadness of a dried up river<br />sadness in your bones, sadness in your voice<br /><br />Heavens open their doors to happiness<br />raindrops fall down with gentleness<br />some touch your face, some mix with your trickling tears<br />you wake up from your dream<br />flowers begin to bloom<br />rivers are filled up again<br />your dried up throat gets moist again<br />your bones sing a happy tune<br />you find all that you had lost, facing you<br />same as you are, same as you were<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116437407115594675?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1164167554946849232006-11-22T08:59:00.000+05:302006-11-22T09:22:34.953+05:30It lays there, static in the daylight<br />it stays there composed, without a fight<br /><br />Pain is what it tolerates day in and out<br />it still stays quite and doesn't even shout<br /><br />Sharp lead touches its surface<br />leaves its mark behind<br /><br />You think, your hands on your forehead<br />you bang the table, it still lays there fearless<br /><br />Erosion takes place,<br />Eraser is the culprit<br /><br />The surface becomes barren<br />you pick it up<br /><br />Crumble it .....<br /><br />- kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116416755494684923?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1163420841685361902006-11-13T16:48:00.000+05:302006-11-15T21:00:28.683+05:30What if...a green plant could talk...<br />it would tell us how it actually makes food during "photosynthesis"<br /><br />What if...the so called blue sky was violet...<br />then the rainbow would only be visible with 6 colours...<br /><br />What if...apple pie could grow on trees...<br />every coffee shop would have an apple tree inside..<br /><br />What if...seagulls couldn't fly...<br />there would be a special sign saying "seagulls only" on roads<br /><br />What if...the ants were million times larger..<br />we could travel on them to school..<br /><br />What if...the centipede would go out to buy groceries<br />they would spend 2 hours wearing shoes...<br /><br />What if...you could take a break from life<br />and tour the valleys of heaven<br /><br />What if...all this was true<br />Reality Check...would go to hell<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116342084168536190?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1163131144488669972006-11-10T09:08:00.000+05:302006-11-10T09:29:04.496+05:30Picking up the pieces, joining them together<br />to get a clear picture, of what you know<br /><br />Mixing and matching, to get the right fit<br />obstacles are many, who are ready to hit<br /><br />Time and again, you look at the real image<br />references you get, sometimes leave you mystified<br /><br />Sweat trickles down your face, tension begins to rise<br />heartbeats increase in pace, patience takes a drop<br /><br />Temper tries an outburst, sounds reach ultrasonic levels<br />the volcano erupts, lava burns what comes it its way<br /><br />Things cool down, this time for good<br />the brain registers, temper does not belong in the hood<br /><br />With renewed composure, and patience<br />you hope for a miracle, to take you home<br /><br />You put the final pieces in, being the miracle you are<br />to complete the jigsaw.......called life!!!<br /><br />-kd<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116313114448866997?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37358118.post-1163006513631737392006-11-08T22:26:00.000+05:302006-11-09T17:47:01.743+05:30<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2398/4195/1600/DSC01364.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2398/4195/320/DSC01364.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Somewhere out in the ocean of thoughts<br />arose a warrior<br />he stood there near the mast,<br />thinking constantly about the past<br /><br />He thought of those lovely days</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">when he was young and world was more of a haze,<br />life was simple under the shadow of the tree<br />playing around, feeling free <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37358118-116300651363173739?l=onestepclosertoknowing-kd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07373197813206140708noreply@blogger.com0