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Blue Skies | Scribblings
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Poetry by chaitanya chintaluri. Laquo; Drunk and Lonely. A majestic cloud floating,. The calm, lovable, silent her. Her inward smiles, that outward glow. With secret dimples, on a fair face. In every blink, that feather down,. So honest, so nice, serene that moment. In silly hair, and a daily gown. Needing no make-up, beauty is her. From one end to the other she goes,. She walks not, she glides. This entry was posted on August 24, 2011 at 9:37 am and is filed under Uncategorized. From your own site.
What will never be | Scribblings
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Poetry by chaitanya chintaluri. Laquo; By the riverside. What will never be. I wish I told you,. That you tingle me inside,. With your little long looks. And honey dew eyes. That your smile calms me,. Like a white soft pillow –. Where I can finally rest. And stare back into you,. But I drift. Lost in dreamland. Of finding you – I fade. There are days, when I wake up,. And punch myself, for having it,. And losing it all. What will never be – is you and me. Perhaps love will find us both,.
By the riverside | Scribblings
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Poetry by chaitanya chintaluri. Laquo; Stolen hunger. What will never be. I watch the Sun go down,. I see the Moon awake,. And listen to the river gently run,. The people are hustling. The boats are sailing. The geese are flying North. Even the strollers are going,. And I sit – by the riverside,. Relishing the world go by. This entry was posted on July 26, 2013 at 11:31 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0. Feed You can leave a response.
Freedom Bound | Scribblings
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Poetry by chaitanya chintaluri. No shackle stops you from dreaming. No prison bar occludes the morning beams of the Sun. No blindness can leash your imagination. Hold there, my friend, in bosoms of warm hope,. And listen to the drum beats of your heart. And then one day like a tender seed –. You shall tear the hardened earth! Beg not for freedom. Steal – what was yours – your freedom. Spread now, your wings – To soar the skies. Your skies. In freedom. The story perhaps now ends, or now begins. You are co...
Aurora | Scribblings
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Poetry by chaitanya chintaluri. Gustav’s music shop. The turbid clouded skies slowly cleared,. Opening curtains to a dark sacred night –. To the princess in her star studded gown. Her frills flowing in a mystic dance,. Announce her presence in subtle majesty,. In strokes of green, of pink, of pale blue. In ever changing playful streams,. Going from nowhere to somewhere. Sinuous, smooth, sublime, surreal. The twinkles wearing off her gown,. Showering upon us as divine trinkets,. From your own site.
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LoSt iN reVeRie.......: Goa...........
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Hello the wanderings of a mind filled with a myriad of things varying from what's the weather to the deeper psyche of life, of existence. I am guilty of not being regular at jotting down these thoughts. This blog is an attempt to covert these sporadic mumbling into a continual register. Monday, December 27, 2010. Posted by Ved Pragyan. December 28, 2010 at 12:11 AM. I agree Ved.u cant help when old memories overpower u.its just impossible to have a time similar to the 4 years spent. :*. Some Blogs i Read.
cloudnine: This is how I heard it
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9835;Nenu Saitham . ♫. Friday, September 24, 2010. This is how I heard it. Don't look at me that way. I'm not born mad, darn bad or something. No, I am not! You throw stones at me, and give bones to your belt-wearing bitch. Kindly continue doing that, sir. My job is so fucking unbelievable. Ill try to sum it up by first telling you about the folks I work with:. Anyway, I drive these fucktards around in my van and we solve mysteries and shit. September 27, 2010 at 10:46:00 AM GMT 5:30. Awesome . just ...
LoSt iN reVeRie.......: October 2010
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Hello the wanderings of a mind filled with a myriad of things varying from what's the weather to the deeper psyche of life, of existence. I am guilty of not being regular at jotting down these thoughts. This blog is an attempt to covert these sporadic mumbling into a continual register. Saturday, October 9, 2010. What do we crib about? A pending assignment, a tough test, not having fun stuff to do. Knowledge is supposed to enlighten you. What has it done for me? Happy Birthday Mr. John Lennon.
LoSt iN reVeRie.......: August 2012
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Hello the wanderings of a mind filled with a myriad of things varying from what's the weather to the deeper psyche of life, of existence. I am guilty of not being regular at jotting down these thoughts. This blog is an attempt to covert these sporadic mumbling into a continual register. Monday, August 27, 2012. A tribute to my favorite professor. गुरुरेव परंब्रह्म तस्मै श्रीगुरवे नमः ॥. I cannot even imagine the pain and hurt felt by his wife, Radhika Ma'am. We always thought they had the perfect lov...
LoSt iN reVeRie.......: November 2013
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Hello the wanderings of a mind filled with a myriad of things varying from what's the weather to the deeper psyche of life, of existence. I am guilty of not being regular at jotting down these thoughts. This blog is an attempt to covert these sporadic mumbling into a continual register. Tuesday, November 26, 2013. What is the fuss about CrossFit? Well, it changes your lifestyle and for the better. I am not just talking about working out regimen, but your lifestyle. Posted by Ved Pragyan. Some Blogs i Read.
LoSt iN reVeRie.......: Innocent Wishes
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Hello the wanderings of a mind filled with a myriad of things varying from what's the weather to the deeper psyche of life, of existence. I am guilty of not being regular at jotting down these thoughts. This blog is an attempt to covert these sporadic mumbling into a continual register. Friday, November 19, 2010. When we were a kid, what did we want? Posted by Ved Pragyan. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). There was an error in this gadget. Follow me on Twitter. Some Blogs i Read.
cloudnine: [Anbu Kathegalu] Good shot!
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9835;Nenu Saitham . ♫. Tuesday, May 22, 2012. Anbu Kathegalu] Good shot! Anbu was at his Grandpa’s place, to spend a good part of his summer vacations. He was dropped there, by his parents, as they had their own plans; and, who cares, really, for those of the little one? 8220;You just keep clicking these photographs all the time. Don’t you get bored? Come, let’s go and play cricket“, said Anbu, in a loud and stern tone. 8220;What makes you say so? Amazing, don’t you think, are photographs? You have been ...
cloudnine: [Anbu Kathegalu] On the way home
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9835;Nenu Saitham . ♫. Saturday, December 24, 2011. Anbu Kathegalu] On the way home. The tea there is made out of locally grown tea leaves, Anbu informed Malvika. Malvika thoroughly enjoyed the steaming hot, and what she thought was the best she ever had, tea, while Anbu had to have a barely warm cup of tea, as she was busy telling Malvika what the most interesting things about her homeland are, which she can look forward to. He ran upto their window. " Madam! For them. Anbu understood that. She ...Ha ha...
LoSt iN reVeRie.......: November 2009
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Hello the wanderings of a mind filled with a myriad of things varying from what's the weather to the deeper psyche of life, of existence. I am guilty of not being regular at jotting down these thoughts. This blog is an attempt to covert these sporadic mumbling into a continual register. Wednesday, November 25, 2009. The Great Apping Season. PS Its not that bad as I have made it sound, I tend to dramatize things a bit sometimes :). Posted by Ved Pragyan. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Follow me on Twitter.
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Poeticpaper Post: the Infinite Network. I can't hold it in, just have to share! I am now the proud owner of an antique Rosback perforator. Bid for it on ebay and it became mine. It is located in Massachusetts. Lucky for me, I have an Uncle who lives less than 2 hours away from the letterpress studio where I bought it from. He is willing to pick it up for me and store it until I can arrange shipping. What a great day today is. I'll post some pics so you can drool along with me:. PMP = Postal Modern Permit.
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Friday, July 15, 2016. Blessed With You - Part 1. Blessed With You Part 1. Thankful for ears that hear and a. Thankful for eyes that are blessed to. Blessed for my hands - oh so thankful. Thankful for my very life – God’s breath. That fills me just enough. Thankful for feelings, emotions – electrifying. My motions – Blessed with a Power. That moves oceans. But to attempt. To conceive the very notion that you’re not. With me is explosive. Something like a explosion. Like a thunderstorm without the. Monday...
Scribblings | poetry (or something like that) by chaitanya chintaluri
Poetry (or something like that) by chaitanya chintaluri. April 6, 2015. The turbid clouded skies slowly cleared,. Opening curtains to a dark sacred night –. To the princess in her star studded gown. Her frills flowing in a mystic dance,. Announce her presence in subtle majesty,. In strokes of green, of pink, of pale blue. In ever changing playful streams,. Going from nowhere to somewhere. Sinuous, smooth, sublime, surreal. The twinkles wearing off her gown,. Showering upon us as divine trinkets,. But eac...
p o e t i c | p a r a l l a x
February 12, 2017. February 13, 2017. The road to wellness: stop idolizing false productivity. We aren’t taking care of ourselves. We’re idolizing “productivity” and “busyness” and “work” and calling it success while mistaking it for happiness. Continue reading the road to wellness: stop idolizing false productivity. November 15, 2016. November 15, 2016. Not the physical kind, but the painfully bearable exhaustion that claws at the back of your eyelids as you sleep. Continue reading i am exhausted. Somet...
Poetic Parfait | Good poetry is like a dessert you just can't put down
Good poetry is like a dessert you just can't put down. The True Version of Herself. Christy Birmingham, poet. When Shehanne Moore invited me to her blog today for an author interview, I was delighted to join her (and the hamstahs! If you don’t follow Shehanne’s blog, I recommend you do. This is the most adorable, fun, and unique interview I have done to date. Thank you, Shehanne. And thank you to you all for your support this week of my new book – I am energized and happy! Happy weekend ahead, as well!
Parque Poético - Poetic Park | \”El lenguaje común menciona cosas exteriores, por lo tanto ilusorias. La realidad habla por boca del Poeta\”. Microcosmos (3). Silo, 1964.
Parque Poético – Poetic Park. 8221;El lenguaje común menciona cosas exteriores, por lo tanto ilusorias. La realidad habla por boca del Poeta ”. Microcosmos (3). Silo, 1964. Enseñanza de un pájaro. September 7, 2007. Enseñanza de un pájaro. En el borde del muro. Y en su rama. Y el afán de su vuelo. Oculto en sus plegadas alas. El afán oculto de su vuelo. Mañana del 28 de julio del 2007. Filed in Isaias Nobel. Columna de luminoso fuego. September 7, 2007. Columna de luminoso fuego. Señala ya el camino,.
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