tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913371354580530182024-03-08T21:28:20.704+11:00Stray LeavesSanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-4686976358921049322013-03-29T05:45:00.004+11:002013-03-29T05:46:41.909+11:00Shed, and survive.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="color: #073763;">There was a time when you were around<br />and so was I.<br />Now nowhere, you are, at all, to be found<br />but looked have I?<br /><br />It was then and now it is now.<br />And oh my,<br />So much time, come to pass, has, how?<br />But do I ask why?<br /><br />Often I sit alone and reminisce<br />of times gone by,<br />A tear for the sad ones, for the happy, a smile,<br />Shed, and survive.</span></div>
Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-40989137364356456042011-06-22T20:44:00.001+10:002011-06-22T20:48:13.789+10:00Confide<span style="color:#ff6600;">I find a soft warm spot on a cold winter evening,<br />An oil soaked cotton wick timidly burning,<br />Holding the lamp's hand in darkness confiding,<br />"I fell in love with the sun as I saw him setting<br />I'll stay awake and wait for him till tomorrow morning."</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-84143233118546801462011-04-02T15:38:00.001+11:002011-04-02T15:44:06.355+11:00Purple Grey<span style="color:#6633ff;">I looked up through the thick foliage<br />At the purple grey twilight sky<br />For tonight's play a being readied stage<br />A dazzling cast of stars from far and high</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-15506305635757380412010-10-23T04:52:00.001+11:002011-04-02T15:47:25.492+11:00Solitude<span style="color:#333300;">I treasure the growing pain<br />And savour the undying heartaches.<br />I will not let pass in vain<br />These moments in solitude's wake.</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-85281821726601584382010-01-27T01:25:00.000+11:002010-01-27T01:26:11.160+11:00Creativity<span style="color:#336666;">Some scattered thoughts and lingering dreams<br />Like ink in water diffusing<br />Short lived yet somehow artistic<br />Surviving bits of creativity</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-70766344725150777342009-08-29T23:04:00.003+10:002009-09-11T01:17:59.234+10:00OK<span style="color:#660000;">I grew up strong, full of pride,<br />A 'Man of Metal', they say. <br />Yes, it does clink and clank inside,<br />Well manufactured. Tested - OK.</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-61928328380797390292009-08-20T18:26:00.004+10:002009-08-21T06:28:20.702+10:00Part<span style="color:#663333;">Part from you tomorrow I can<br />if today I am a part of you.<br />That may be the part when you ask,<br />"Part at all do we really have to?"<br />"Not today but at some part, yes.<br />Part by part if not all at once,<br />play that part we will have to."</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-2387553510511271332009-08-14T04:39:00.002+10:002009-08-21T06:28:53.361+10:00Сандхя...<span style="color:#3333ff;">i hold my breath<br />trying not to drown<br />but it is not death<br />i refrain gulping down<br /><br />well, whatever it is...<br />i say your name out loud.</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-11906040784900347622009-07-08T23:26:00.002+10:002009-07-08T23:31:09.466+10:00Wither away...<p><span style="color:#333300;">A moment by moment<br />Seasons come and wither away<br />Time's sudden passage is felt<br />In memories that unwillingly stay</span><br /></p>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-84975617006895797222009-03-31T04:28:00.001+11:002009-03-31T04:29:52.560+11:00Avalanche<span style="color:#ff0000;">Index, middle<br />Step one by one<br />Forward up down,<br />An unpaved path.<br /><br />Each footprint left<br />Stirs up ripples.<br />A distant storm<br />On land well known.<br /><br />The core pulsates,<br />Summit ice melts.<br />One big avalanche<br />Of fleeting void.</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-28261827413178574162009-03-28T02:33:00.005+11:002009-03-31T04:30:30.831+11:00Empty Cup<span style="color:#cc9933;">O empty coffee cup on the floor!<br />Having your first and final roll?<br />Did you perchance feel THAT warmth too?<br />Or did he/she just finish and coldly ditch you?</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-38740082391421650962009-03-27T03:30:00.002+11:002009-03-27T03:32:58.866+11:00The Absent<span style="color:#6600cc;">Clawing blindly along my walls<br />Staying awake on </span><span style="color:#6600cc;">nights </span><span style="color:#6600cc;">unkown <br />Gasping for air abundant<br />In darkness seeking the absent</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-32865794837091857032009-03-25T05:57:00.005+11:002009-03-28T02:45:08.784+11:00Fiat Lux<span style="color:#663333;">Void, sans form, the </span><span style="color:#003300;">earth</span><span style="color:#663333;"> was.<br />Upon the face, darkness was.<br /></span><span style="color:#330099;">God</span><span style="color:#663333;"> said, Let there be light: <br />And yet there, though divided<br />From good </span><span style="color:#ff6600;">light</span><span style="color:#663333;">, </span><span style="color:#000000;">darkness</span><span style="color:#663333;"> was.</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-70061252185459902462009-03-23T21:01:00.003+11:002009-03-25T06:16:26.127+11:00Вечеры<span style="color:#000066;">помнишь ты вечеры?</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#330099;">некоторие те моменты</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#6600cc;">весь мир и забыли</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#6666cc;">краски красиави</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#9999ff;">в небе и птицы!</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ffcc99;">помнишь ты разговори?</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#ff9966;">вместе мы сидели,</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#ff9900;">в глаза посмотрели</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#ff6600;">и снова в любились</span><span style="color:#ff6600;"><br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">вечер мы каждый</span><br /><br /><br />(I know this is really wrong Russian! but... that's the best and simplest I could do!)Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-51172219918371711072009-02-08T14:41:00.002+11:002009-03-25T06:00:53.232+11:00Try<span style="color:#333333;">A foot lifts up heavily<br />And lands hard with a long sad sigh<br />The other one gives up<br />Lacking the courage to even try</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-91222534681947081942009-02-08T14:36:00.001+11:002009-03-25T06:01:31.217+11:00Man & Wife<span style="color:#663300;">Prince Frog met Princess Toad<br />At Mr Turtle's swampy abode<br />They then their love confessed<br />And were man and wife professed</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-53973547010923213342009-02-06T02:27:00.003+11:002009-03-25T06:01:53.536+11:00Read Along<span style="color:#993399;">Each picture painted in different hue</span><span style="color:#cccccc;">s</span><span style="color:#993399;"><br />Different music for every song<br />Each tale will be written afresh anew<br />For all that choose to read along</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-79840636308565785992009-02-02T01:30:00.003+11:002009-03-25T06:02:31.479+11:00Inspiration<span style="color:#003300;">Their advices are usually warnings<br />And warnings - usually threats<br />Their threats are mere condemnations<br />And condemnations - my inspiration</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-73850272103249381272009-01-09T01:49:00.003+11:002009-03-25T06:03:09.154+11:00Give way<span style="color:#cc0000;">However hard the horizon tries<br />Embracing night only does suffice<br />Let for long linger the dusk<br />Give way to dark in end it must</span>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691337135458053018.post-61100563132580840982009-01-08T21:38:00.004+11:002009-03-25T06:04:24.519+11:00Allure<p><span style="color:#330099;">I look for light after dark<br />For a life with a "tick" mark <br />At least thus I make sure <br />No one knows what I allure</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">(No one sees what I long for)</span><span style="color:#330099;"></span></p>Sanket Rathodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18284435057132262733noreply@blogger.com2