sheer waste of time

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Deep in thoughts
Grilling my mind
Scratching my head
Hoping to find

If there were any
Good days we shared
topics on we laughed
all memories come bared

All i remember is lying and deceit
You tore me bit by bit
In reality you were full of sh*t
Now i wonder if were u really worth it?


Comments

  1. के सी 31 October 2012 at 20:57

    Waqt kii Khalis barbadi... kabhi yoon hi nahin jati. Ek afsos, ek sabak hi hota hai.

    Kisse naraj ho?

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  2. magiceye31 October 2012 at 21:16

    One of those low days.... nicely expressed

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  3. Naddy31 October 2012 at 22:33

    Very Deep :)

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  4. Betuke Khyal1 November 2012 at 00:37

    You are so very good at poetry.

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  5. roopz1 November 2012 at 03:32

    Simple and deep

    Regards
    Village Girl

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  6. Unknown1 November 2012 at 04:09

    AWESOME....very well written miss renu...this is how poems should be...simple n understandable...just like yr stories are....i like yr writings....keep it going...

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  7. Tushar1 November 2012 at 04:10

    May be u need to change ur point of view

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  8. Always Unlucky1 November 2012 at 05:30

    An exceptionally good post. This is really interesting poem; This short article sums up for me what this topic depends upon and some of the important benefits that can be resulting from knowing about it as if you.
    From Harry

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  9. Mohammed Faizan Ansari1 November 2012 at 06:29

    V.V Nice, just loved it.

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  10. Vikram Waman Karve1 November 2012 at 07:04

    I agree - a sheer waste of time - well written

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  11. Jayashree Srivatsan1 November 2012 at 07:29

    Brilliantly expressed!

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  12. (in)sane mind1 November 2012 at 08:11

    thnx amit...still learning from u

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  13. Panchali1 November 2012 at 11:48

    Crisp writing, goddess. Sadness gobbles you up instantly!

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  14. Chef Stories 1 November 2012 at 21:05

    Emotions well Expressed in few words, one of the most difficult thing to do!

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  15. Brad Dugg2 November 2012 at 10:13

    great poetry :) beautiful

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  16. the little princess5 November 2012 at 21:57

    thank god for the good friends, but thank him for the bad ones too..because now u know which ones to avoid!

    nice one!

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  17. Deepak Kripal22 November 2012 at 02:58

    no mincing of words... i love the honest way you framed your poem..

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  18. Some solved riddles12 December 2012 at 21:16

    very very nicely expressed
    you are very good in poetry really
    keep blogging:)

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