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THE ROAD NOT TAKEN........


Not quite long ago…
I failed.
To tell you that
I like your smile.
I regretted it every bit.
Wondering if I had it in me….
To go and get my dreams.


Now I’m gleefully happy…
About keeping mum then.
I like you no more…
You’ve changed..
Or is it me ?
No,
Its you.
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Abhishek Behera said…
he must have been a sure loser... whoever he is, he is going to regret sooner...!

and thanks for being the same! didi, never ever change. you are the best :)
February 14, 2010 at 1:55 AM
Dhanya said…
Liked this one! You're not blaming urself.. and that's what matters!
February 14, 2010 at 2:16 AM
david santos said…
Excellent!
Have a nice weekend.
February 14, 2010 at 8:00 AM
Nikhil Menon said…
why is every one carrying an undertone of grief this time around??

:O

Love,
Nikhil
February 14, 2010 at 10:01 AM
Thousif Raza said…
makes me wanna think..... you are one writer... i love to read... :)


take care and keep writing..........
February 14, 2010 at 7:17 PM
Hemanth Potluri said…
nicely written sis ..the words make me think :)...

urs..hemu..
February 15, 2010 at 8:37 AM
Arv said…
and the games we play :)

such is the journey of life...

well written...

take care mate... cheers...
February 15, 2010 at 11:14 AM
Rià said…
yes very true!! ppl do change indeed.
February 15, 2010 at 12:38 PM
Cinderella said…
me likey !

Love the attitude of the piece!
February 15, 2010 at 1:17 PM
The West Wind said…
Nice one.. it shows the different perspectives with which one may look at life..
February 16, 2010 at 5:46 PM
Anwesa said…
@Tuli,
Was it ? I intended it to be humourous.
February 17, 2010 at 6:23 PM
Anwesa said…
@Simu,
*smiles* Though its more of a fictional post, yeah, I (certainly) feel he was (un)lucky :P
February 17, 2010 at 6:26 PM
Anwesa said…
@Dhanya,
Thanks!!!!!
February 17, 2010 at 6:26 PM
Anwesa said…
@Meera,
thanks girl!!lotsa love :)
February 17, 2010 at 6:27 PM
Anwesa said…
@MM,
Baakiyon ka toh pata nahin..but I'm not "grieving" :D

Nice to see you here when its a poem :P
February 17, 2010 at 6:29 PM
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
thanks a lot !
February 17, 2010 at 6:29 PM
Anwesa said…
@hemu,
thanks for coming here...
February 17, 2010 at 6:30 PM
Anwesa said…
@cindrella,
thanks!!! i loved the fact that you loved it...
February 17, 2010 at 6:32 PM
Anwesa said…
@ice maiden,
thanks!!!!
February 17, 2010 at 6:32 PM
Anwesa said…
@The West Wind,
Maybe that's why they say,time heals all.
February 17, 2010 at 6:33 PM
The Other Hypocrite said…
hmm hmm... neat words.. and i like the way you put them together ..
March 16, 2010 at 8:04 PM
Anwesa said…
@Jogi,
thanks again !! ur comments mean a lot to me.
March 16, 2010 at 10:53 PM
redemption ain't dat easy said…
ye to mein janta hun... road not taken is Di-Caprio
:)
September 14, 2010 at 12:02 AM
Anwesa said…
@redemption....,
There is a poem by Robert Frost too titled "The Road Not Taken".
September 16, 2010 at 12:03 AM
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