tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26167303230830387432024-02-22T11:38:25.903-08:00Pulkit's areaPulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-30531298730474967832008-03-29T00:25:00.000-07:002008-03-29T00:34:25.192-07:00I'll be ur friend forever..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYvqi9rniD5dVq7nIBb3NTw-9WrxPZQ15AbRv_NepXjOU5x1HBoUZRh3HiSfIFjwxWF5aBi5FKnDiEzOyhwWK1LCpIF6rzZRqr4UjfFR5EXwSAWG0BI5NYMgNoMjC-XmL_qczc32A4eQ/s1600-h/FRIEND.GIF"></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be the sun that rises in the morn</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be the sunshine that brightens up your day</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be everything beautiful at dawn</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be there for you, every single day.<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that butterfly, in the garden, fluttering</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that sweet fragrance that wafts through the air</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that cute little bird, merrily twittering.</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">You just have to look and you'll find me everywhere<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be the noisy, gurgling stream</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be those tiny pebbles; you pick up, on the shore</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that green oak leaf shining in the sun's gleam</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be there for you, like I have been there before</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be those distant mountains towering high</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that canopy of trees whispering in the woods</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that bird soaring high up in the sky</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be the one there always to make you feel so good.<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that sky, drenched in blue</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be those clouds all snowy and white</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that rainbow, with colors so true</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll never want to lose you out of my sight.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be the rain, you love to dance in</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that soft dri drizzle, sprinkling on your face</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that song, you always keep singing</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be there in all that mist and haze</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be the shooting star you wish upon</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be that starlit sky you, always keep gazing</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be in your dreams,I'll be been there for eons,</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I'll be there with you always and in everything.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></p><br /><br /><br /></span>Pulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-81536114557999692272008-01-09T06:12:00.000-08:002008-01-09T06:13:46.474-08:00Soldier's rime<br />I am sitting alone,<br />I feel like hell.<br />Really,I didn't want to tell.<br />But my loneliness has made me to write.<br />I cant decide was it wrong or right.<br />Was it wrong or right,to leave them behind.<br />Was it wrong or right,to make up my mind.T<br />hat I'd be alone,like a mad or a gone.<br />Was it wrong or right,to choose my aim<br />Was it wrong or right,to play the hellish game,<br />The game of my life,the biggest strife.<br />In which I've to cut my throat,with my own knife.<br />My love for country ,has put me in this place.<br />From where,I cant trace,any survival hope.<br />But Alas!!!! what can I do?<br />I've no other choice.coz a soldier,,,,,has not got any voice...<br />and I know,I can die any time..<br />..But no surprises....coz its every soldier's rime.....................Pulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-55871538289853231282007-11-06T01:09:00.000-08:002007-11-06T01:15:30.889-08:00<lost>Come on friends now,<br />hold your breath.<br />I am going to tell you about my,<br />encounter with death.<br /><br />Last thing I remember<br />is my plane crash.<br />everything except me,<br />had become ash.<br /><br />I was lying on<br />bare hot land.<br />There was nothing but<br /> sand and sand.<br /><br />In the midst of Sahara(desert)<br />I was lost.<br />wanted to return home,<br />at any cost.<br /><br />The bloody red sun<br />was getting hot.<br />Distant objects were<br />appearing to float. [as appears in intensive heat]<br /><br />There was nothing near,<br />but just Cactii,<br />and a few hungry Eagles<br />and kites in the sky.<br /><br />There was nothing to eat,<br />nothing to drink,<br />nothing to listen,<br />except insects' tink.<br /><br />After walking and walking,<br />I had lost all my power.<br />So Sad!!! on my grave,<br />there will be no flower.<br /><br />Just closer to me (I saw)<br />there was lying a snake.<br />Shocked in the horror,<br />my mind began to shake.<br /><br />I had forgotten<br /> my all disguise.<br />coz death was standing,<br />in front of my eyes<br /><br />All my face<br />had grown red.<br />suddenly I noticed that<br />the snake was dead.<br /><br />Something to eat<br />I had to take.<br />I can't tell you,<br />how I eat that snake.<br /><br />My destiny had made me<br />a wild beast.<br />coz I was enjoying<br />insects as feast.<br /><br />But alas!!! I didn't have<br />any other choice.<br />But hey!!! just wait,<br />I heard some noise.<br /><br />It was the voice of a car. (rescuers)<br />I had won from death,<br />the life's war.<br /><br />This was not merely<br /> a rescue team.<br />But it was also an<br />end of a deadly dream.<br /><br />After few days,<br />I am back home<br />sitting in front of you,<br />telling about my roam.<br /><br />The last message<br />I wanna spread.<br />Where you lose hope,<br />you are dead.Pulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-38009043320937064432007-11-06T00:41:00.000-08:002007-11-06T01:08:55.104-08:00GONEHe is raptured,<br /> His heart is captured<br />of the memories of past.<br />Past, which was dark,<br /> which had left a mark,<br />permanently on his heart.<br />Heart, which was once tired,<br />of wattching his mother dying for him.<br />Heart which is happy<br />,bcoz he has got a work.<br />bcoz he can earn money.<br />bcoz he can feed his mother.<br />bcoz he will not depend on others.<br />But as soon he reached home.<br />There was lying some wet loam,<br />around a body,<br />which was covered with a cloth.<br />A body, for whom he had lived<br />for whom he had died,was dead.<br />He kept on crying but she had gone.<br />She couldn't listen her child's moanPulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-38014811575640419502007-07-19T09:32:00.000-07:002007-07-19T09:34:06.034-07:00LEFT ALONELEFT ALONE<br />You know, how it feels<br />when people say you are gone,<br />and in the whole world you are left alone...<br />When you have have nobody to talk with,<br />when you have nobody to walk with.<br />when your thoughts are said to be bored,<br />when in all,only you are ignored<br />When your presence irritates all,<br />when you feel yourself very small.<br />when your life becomes a joke<br />,and your respect vanishes into smoke.<br />when your dignity,is burnt into ashes,<br />when whole attitude inside you,crashes.<br />Then comes the moment, you stop your breath.<br />you hate loving life,you start loving death....<br /><br /><br />-by Pulkit PopliPulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-84501343137499003072007-07-17T07:14:00.000-07:002007-07-17T07:17:42.904-07:00These are some of my poems....comments are requested....plzPulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-27675256536538848552007-07-15T05:38:00.000-07:002007-07-15T05:51:08.453-07:00the battle field<div align="left">I still remember that day,</div><div align="left">Faces of soldiers were growing gray.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Guns were ready,</div><div align="left">Armours were ready,</div><div align="left">Men were searching for their prey..</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">This was the work of some political punk,</div><div align="left">Who had made,</div><div align="left">people's life a funk.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Fathers were crying,</div><div align="left">mothers were crying Sisters were crying,</div><div align="left">Brothers were crying,</div><div align="left">Watching their life ,going to be sunk.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Rain was in mood to cause a flood,</div><div align="left">Fighters were in mood to shed their blood.</div><div align="left">Soldiers died,relatives cried..</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Only Death was laughing</div><div align="left">and life was on side.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Sky was full of smoke and fire,</div><div align="left">Hearts was full of emotions and desire.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">Some were shot in eye,</div><div align="left">some in head,</div><div align="left">The ground was full of bodies dead.</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">When all was lost,</div><div align="left"> the one side won,</div><div align="left">The political punks were having fun.</div><div align="left">But, what was the need of that ugly strife,</div><div align="left">To end the innocent people's pimping life.. </div>Pulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2616730323083038743.post-61311078677469307162007-07-15T05:31:00.000-07:002007-07-15T05:38:00.459-07:00THE DICTATORYou are showing me knife!<br />wanna end my life?<br />Cut my nerves,Stop my breath.<br />doesn't matter,I have no fear of death<br />These were the words of 15 old guy,<br />Yeah! he was just 15 , but why?<br />Why did he say so?<br />He wasn't mad, he wasn't gone<br />But what made him a living stone<br />Fed of politics,<br />which stole his brother<br />which stole his father,<br />which stole his mother.<br />which threw a child,<br />to survive on street.<br />who never recieved any fest invite,<br />any b'day greet.<br />He was a lonely soul,<br />he had the guts,so he set a goal.<br />A goal to become a dictator.<br />What??<br />yes.its right!<br />a dictator.<br />But what was the hell thing which made him do this?<br />was it right or wrong,<br />you have to choose this.<br />He wanted to change,<br />whole the system,<br />to end the corruption,<br />from the meristem.<br />but as always he couldn't succed,<br />bang!<br />one shot!<br />he could watch himself bleed.<br />He could see the death front eyed,<br />but that daredevil never cried.<br />His 1000 murders didn't went vain,<br />It affected the whole country's brain.<br />It was renaissance in the whole state,<br />He had written the whole country's fate<br />His name got all the affection<br />The only way his soul got satisfaction..Pulkit Poplihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00521407222940032132noreply@blogger.com0