Commenting your weakness.
Those who praise you in front
And those who criticize behind
Do so from their cowardliness.
The strong one does neither of them..
21.05.2002, pakd
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Pyre dying was scrapped,
And widowhood, approved.
Widowhood was scrapped
And bonded wed, approved.
Divorce is encouraged;
Remarriage is sanctioned
Marriage is to be outdated.
One generation got no right.
To criticize the other.
28.04.2002, pakd
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Kill or Skill?
Spain had a skill.
South Korea had the kill
They played, clashed
In the Korean Soil,
In front of forty thousands
Spectators, in the Quarter
Final of 2002 World Cup
Foot Ball tournament.
Korea beat Spain
By penalty kick.
Kill is stronger than skill
22.06.2002, pakd
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Feeling matters
In front of women,
Every man wants to be smart
And goes out with a notion
That he had stirred her.
That feeling keeps him smart.
In turn he feels spirited.
03.03.2002, Pakd
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Libido finds other ways.
Libido has many exits
Other than natural coitus.
Masturbation serves the best.
Visual media is the widest.
Any queen or prince could be brought
Into the screen in front while you do.
Monogamy is thus fought.
05.03.2002, Pakd
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Carrot before rabbit
Carrot gets value in front of a rabbit
And the rabbit wets its tongue, pursuing.
Once bitten, Carrot loses its value.
The distance generates value and saliva
Woman keeping men at an arm length values
24.03.2002, Pakd
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To wane the guilt.
Better, stab on one’s back
Than cheat a faithful one.
Better, kill one while asleep
Than exploit the bereaved.
Anger, show to the strong.
Mercy, show to the weak.
Then the guilt is not built.
24.04.2002, Pakd
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Luck favours the ordianary
Strong bees target on terminal flowers.
Some miss, some fail, some trail and some succeed.
Weak bees stumble on those shy and beneath.
They hardly miss the targets and get through.
Maids and servants are fortunate weak bees
30.05.2002, pakd
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The result of love failure
With all freshness after bath
When you go at night to bed
With a man whom you have wed
You are not to know how bad
I crawl pinning in my bed.
21.04.2002, Pakd
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Choose companions
Woman, appear with women,
Les fair than you,
Or duller than you.
Then you are in focus.
19.02.2002, Pakd
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Way to Heaven
He showed them the way to Rome
They learnt it and went to tell others,
Who in turn said to others, thus the process
Went on, with no one having really gone.
28.04.2002, pakd
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Weigh you before you strike.
With right and might,
You can fight
With right and no might,
You can weep.
With no right nor might,
You had better sleep.
You’ll have landed safe.
07.06.2002, pakd
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Talent is not independent
In a storm, when a ship reaches shore,
All are ashore. The weaklings too.
In a storm when a ship wrecks bare,
All are sunk. The strong one too.
When a cinema is hit,
All the crew are hits, talented or not.
If it flops, the talented too are lost.
Your talent is linked with the unit’s skills.
24.01.2002, Pakd
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Being cheated is beyond us
Every one wanted to be vigilant
And at the end somehow they’re cheated.
They believe others as per the past
Which others had amended fast.
08.06.2002, pakd
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Pettily honest is the big cheat.
First you build up your credibility.
Then what you say or do are accepted.
Treacherous men started as honest men.
Don’t believe them for what they have been.
08.06.2002, pakd
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Your place is your heaven.
Be in the woods, to be a tree;
Be in the grove, to be a pear.
Be in the field, to be a corn.
Be there where you belong to.
07.06.2002, pakd
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Being away is the sweet.
All my beloved remain
As my sweet dreams
As I know them less
And with them I remained less.
The more the knowledge is
The less the liking is
19.05.2002, pakd
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Scale overturns
I hate one who is a womanizer
But not myself who hunted many.
In him, I find contemptible lust.
In me, it is something chivalrous.
28.04.2002, pakd
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Gossip, outlet for hatred
Gossip, it seems to me,
No one can dispense with,
As it is the safe outlet
To release one’s hatred
For the one spoken about.
28.03.2002, Pakd
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Heroines appear beautiful.
Youthfulness is there; so is the figure.
Beautician is there; so is the photographer.
Perverted audience is every where.
Heroines are less than what they seem
02.06.2002, pakd
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In The Mornin
In the mornin'
When my feet hit the floor,
I will praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him.
In the mornin'
When I walk out my door,
I praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him.
When I praise Him I keep motivated.
And my heart is elevated!
Shaking trouble makers away.
When I praise Him I know He's my Savior,
Saving me from bad behavior.
And those who bait that hate,
Wont spoil my flavor.
In the mornin'
When I'm yawning at dawn,
I praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him.
In the mornin'
I've got faith so strong.
'Cause I'm blessed to know that God is with me,
All day long!
In the mornin'
When my feet hit the floor,
I will praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him.
In the mornin'
When I walk out my door,
I praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him.
Oh yes I,
Praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him.
Oh yes I...
Praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him!
Oh yes I...
Praise Him.
In the mornin'
When I walk out my door,
I praise Him.
Yes I,
Praise Him.
And dedicated
'To my 'Roots'.
I keep re-booted! '
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