The best poem of 2006

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006, Written by an
African Kid

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored?

NOTE: IF YOU ARE WHITE, PLEASE TAKE IT EASY, IF YOU ARE BLACK , PROUD BE BLACK

Dark Life

I’m trapped
trapped in this life
trapped by the choices and decisions I’ve made
resulting in this irreversible trap that binds me
constricting me to a given path
like a train bound to its tracks
I see my future before me
a path that chokes the joy from my life
trapped by my parentage
who bequeathed me my middleclass mediocrity
trapped by a spouse
who no longer loves me, but wouldn’t understand why
trapped by a Relationship
which really needs my love and presence, and requires me to remain alive
trapped by apathetic friends
who are fully absorbed in their own crises
trapped by an education
that excludes interesting career choices
trapped by jobs
that mandate acceptance, conformity, boredom
trapped by geography
restricting my ability to run far away
trapped by poverty
eliminating all choices entirely
I have no viable options
no pleasant foreseeable future
no realistic reason for foolish hope
nor pathetic undaunted optimism
I have nothing but the melancholy realization
that this is my shitty life
and unfortunately
it will last
forever

BY - ADITYA DOGRA

Artist's Statement

Artist's Statement

<sub>Am I in? Am I out?
Is it ok to be in?
Should I go out?

Where am I more free,
Out there or in here?
In my world, In my mind
I am always In but always out</sub>

Artist's Statement

Artist's Statement

<sub>I found my sanity
On the walk back home

The storm made me think
But I wasn't thinking of the good in my life
I was thinking of how rough life can be
And I didn't think about you.
About you and me

Walking back home
Thinking of you smiling face
Thinking of your delicate hug around my back
Thinking of how much I love your shelter from my storm
I found my sanity on the walk back home</sub>

Artist's Statement

Artist's Statement

<sub>Coming up from the suburbs of my mind
Joining me on the darker side
Everything must change now
Everything but what I use to be

My life will change in a moment
My future is coming up, down the barrel</sub>

Artist's Statement

Artist's Statement

It all begins with one falling star
Trees will dance in a light breeze
Colorful leaves will leave their home to make room for new ones
The nights will get cooler, and so will the days
The clouds will visit the skies every day to shelter from the sun
You will lose yourself in the romance of nature
It will be the most colorful time in life
And it will all begin with one falling star

Artist's Statement

Artist's Statement

In the time of the bad spirits
I find myself growing colder
I feel it in the tip of my roots
The goose bumps of cold times

Artist's Statement

Artist's Statement

Another day is over
Getting lost into the sea
The sun is coming down
Is going down on me

Lost in my world of thoughts
Of what is over and what is not
Waves crashing into my mind
Tomorrow I will get another shot

OutSiDe tHe WaLL

All alone, or in two's,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.

And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.

"Isn't this where...."

By-Pink Floyd

Analysis of this song :

Each image is a mere flash in a seemingly endless barrage of injuries, all of which fade to reveal Pink's enormous wall spanning the entire screen. It finally explodes over Pink's screams (of pain? Triumph? Both, in the realization of his freedom and vulnerability?), with the bricks tumbling through the air before the screen is obscured by clouds of white dust.

Although one could argue that this dust, similar to the white fog into which the soldiers march in "the Thin Ice," symbolizes Pink's death at the collapse of his massive creation, I tend to view it in a more positive light. The color white, usually a symbol of innocence and truth, coupled with the subsequent fade to the children in "Outside the Wall," leads one to believe that the dust is Pink's enlightenment and the purity regained through the destruction of the wall. After a life filled with oppression and corruption, Pink has finally been reborn.

While Pink was born into the world in "In the Flesh?" and continually born into new incarnations throughout the album, the destruction of his wall marks his true rebirth into life. Though he is now more vulnerable to the pains of life, he is also more susceptible to life's pleasures, allowing him to truly connect with his emotions, his loved ones, and the world. As Pink's story attests, the wall-like defense mechanisms are in reality more oppressive than protective, replacing humility and understanding with egoism and decay. And though the world remains imperfect despite one man's enlightening journey, the destruction of this one wall removes yet another brick from the larger wall of humanity. The destruction of this one wall becomes another broken link in the vicious, circular chain of oppression and violence. With enough bricks and links gone, the social wall of prejudice will collapse and the circuitous cycle of injustice will be broken.

DeAtH SmILeS At Me...!!!!!

Social decay in me
I strive for inner peace of mind
But yield to sicker needs
What’s sane is left behind
My hands are used as tools
I’m on a random psycho path
Birth-marked confiding fools
Let loose the wrath

I’m dreading to see your existence erased
Forever chased by insanity
Aggressive measures so unpleasant to face
But death is smiling at me

Infected with a dose of lunacy
I’m losing grip of reality
A forthcoming fear of what grows within me
Increasing absence of empathy

Inside the circle range
And life was put on hold
Her fate in hands of a mind deranged
Wait and watch as death unfolds
The fury drives me deeper
Exploiting my supremacy
I impersonate the reaper
And the dark sides of humanity

My heart is pounding
A taste of blood in my mouth
Death smiles at me
I feel alive

Demanding to see your existence erased
Forever chased by insanity
Aggressive measures so unpleasant to face
Yet death is smiling with me.

by------COLDworker

DedicAteD To aLL My Friends Of NIT Durgapur

My Friend when I think of you.
I think of all that we've been through.
All the times we argue and fight,
I know deep inside that it isn't right.
I, then feel bad and alot of pain.
It feels like I've fallen from the sky like the rain.
I love you dear friend with all of my heart.
But now that you're gone I've fallen apart.
I'm getting better as the days go by.
I wish sometimes this was all a big lie.
I pray to you every night.
It's like you're my fire, a burning light.
My dear friend, I miss you alot.
I still wonder why you were put in that spot.
I know you're in a place much better than here.
Watching and helping me with all of my fear.
Our friendship my dear friend,
we will have to the end.
Friends til the end is what we will be.
Someday we'll be together,
together you and me.

"if u ve nothing to say,say nothing"

In the name of survival,

In the name of practicality,

In the name of winning,

I have lost myself somewhere.



I'm running fast

I'm running hard

But, am I running in the right path?

I cannot stop to think

The next one will overtake.

In the madness to win the race,

I have lost myself somewhere.



Oh! The millions of dreams I had,

The things I held close to heart,



The love I thought will never depart -

All are lost along the path

And I have lost myself somewhere.



I had friends, am still so proud

But today, alone among the crowd

I was very rich without a penny

Now, just a beggar with lots of money.

I know, I have lost myself somewhere.



This is not the 'I', that I had always known

Alas! I am not myself now

And I can not be myself anymore

___________________________
By : Manish Jain
P.S: When you are in light, everything will follow you. But when you enter dark, even your own shadow will not follow you. and that is life..........

CUppY CaKE

You're my honey bunch,
sugar plum,
pumpie umpy umpkin...
you're my sweetie pie.

You're my cuppy cake,
gum drop,
snookum snookums
you're...
the apple of my eye!

We Dont Need No Education

Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and youre okay.
Money, its a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think Ill buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
Im all right jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, its a hit.
Dont give me that do goody good bullshit.
Im in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a lear jet.

Money, its a crime.
Share it fairly but dont take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise its no surprise that theyre
Giving none away.

FiLL In ThE BLaNKS

Life is a sorrow sprinkled with joy
started with crying and a baby toy
soon become so called an ignorant boy
one day stars stopped shining in the sky
i kept pushing myself in the iterative try
a hell started appearing in front of my eyes
and i was unable to move ahead of furnished lies
it made me squeal,to make the surface wounds heal
it made me steal,to make myself realize what to feel
but the pain start groaning in me
letting me more and more deep in the girded sea
the ubiquitous relations keep on cracking
and a winsome mist keep on tracking
All of a sudden,light appears on the other end of the tunnel
moving close,found a train coming of a confused puddle


By - ADITYA DOGRA

oNLY fOR tHE Light ...May Be OnLy For The nIGHT

I am the lightning
and the storm
all hell broke loose
on the night I was born
a child of fire
and burning flames
look to the east
and you'll see hence I came

Might throw you into the darkness
or save you by the light
of the moon and stars
ever shining
celestial bodies burning bright
burning bright

OOh,I AM THE NIGHT
I AM THE NIGHT

I am the terror
the beast at large
heed my warning
sound the alarm
an endless shadow
for daylight you pray
lock your doors
but you cannot get away

Tender angels of mercy
how they run from my sight
eclipsed into darkness
searching only for the light
only for the light
only for the light

"Na Kisi Ki Aankh Ka Noor Hoon "

This is a beautiful Nazm of Bahadur Shah Jafar
Na Kisi Ki Aankh Ka Noor Hoon
Na Kisi Ke Dil Ka Qarar Hoon
Jo Kisi Ke Kaam Na Aa Sake
Main Woh Ek Mushth-E-Ghubaar Hoon
Na Kisi Ki Aankh Ka Noor Hoon

Na To Main Kisi Ka Habeeb Hoon
Na To Main Kisi Ka Raqeeb Hoon
Jo Bigad Chala Gaya Woh Naseeb Hoon Jo Ujad Gaya Woh Dayaar Hoon

Mera Rang Roop Bigad Gaya
Mera Yaar Muhjse Bichad Gaya
Jo Chaman Khizaan Mein Ujad Gaya
Main Usi Ki Fasl-e-Bahar Hoon

Na Kisi Ki Aankh Ka Noor Hoon
Na Kisi Ke Dil Ka Qarar Hoon

Pay- Faatiha Koyi Aaye Kyon
Koyi Chaar Phool Chadaye Kyon
Koyi Aake Shama Jalaye Kyon
Koyi Aake Shama Jalaye Kyon
Main Woh Be-Kasi Ka Mazaar Hoon
Na Kisi Ki Aankh Ka Noor Hoon
Na Kisi Ke Dil Ka Karar Hoon
Jo Kisi Ke Kaam Na Aa Sake
Main Woh Ek Musth-E-Gubaar Hoon
Na Kisi Ki Aankh Ka Noor Hoon

Na Yeh Mujhse Khush Na Woh Mujhse Khush
Main Zameen Ki Peeth Ka Bojh Hoon
Main Falak Ke Dil Ka Gubaar Hoon
Na Kisi Ki Aankh Ka Noor Hoon

I Am SoMeBoDy

"I Am - Somebody" is a poem by Reverend Jesse Jackson. This poem is to motivate black students .Tho poem goes like this :

I am Somebody!
I am Somebody!
I may be poor,
But I am Somebody.
I may be young,
But I am Somebody.
I may be on welfare,
But I am Somebody.
I may be small,
But I am Somebody.
I may have made mistakes,
But I am Somebody.
My clothes are different,
My face is different,
My hair is different,
But I am Somebody.
I am black,
Brown,or white.
I speak a different language
But I must be respected,
Protected,
Never rejected.
I am God’s child!

Jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaan hain?

This is the only song which can make me depressed anytime..really Sahir Ludhianvi is great ....!!
ye kooche ye neelaam ghar dil_kashi ke
ye lut_te hue kaarawaan zindagii ke
kahaan hain, kahaan hain muhaafiz Khudi ke?
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaan hain?
kahaan hain kahaan hain kahaan hain?

ye pur-pech galiyaaN, ye badnaam baazaar
ye gumnaam raahii, ye sikkoN ki jhaNkaar
ye ismat ke saude, ye saudoN pe takaraar
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaaN haiN?

ye sadiyoN se be-Khauf sahmii sii galiyaaN
ye maslee hui adh-khulee zard kaliyaaN
ye bikati hui khokalii rang-raliyaaN
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaaN haiN?

vo ujale dareechoN meiN paayal ki chhan-chhan
thaki haarii saaNsoN pe tabale ki dhan-dhan
ye be-ruuh kamroN meiN khaaNsii kii Than-Than
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaaN haiN?

ye phuuloN ke gajare, ye peekoN ke chheeNTe
ye be-baak nazreN, ye gustaaKh fiqare
ye Dhalake badan aur ye beemaar chehare
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaaN haiN?

yahaaN peer bhii aa chuke haiN jawaaN bhi
tanuumand beTe bhi, abbaa miyaaN bhi
ye biwi bhi hai aur behan bhi hai, maaN bhi
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaaN haiN?

madad chaahti hai ye hawwaa ki beTi
yashodaa ki ham-jins raadhaa ki beTi
payaMbar ki ummat zulaiKhaa ki beTi
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaaN haiN?

zaraa mulk ke raahbaroN ko bulaao
ye kuuche ye galiyaaN ye maNzar dikhaao
jinheN naaz hai hind par unako laao
jinhe naaz hai hind par vo kahaaN haiN?
kahaaN haiN kahaaN haiN kahaaN haiN?

Glossary:

kooche = streets
neelaamghar = auction houses
muhaafiz Khudi ke = the protectors of pride
ismat = pride, honour
takaraar = fights, arguments
zard = yellowing
be-ruuh = soul-less
peer = old, wise
tanuumand = healthy, fit
ham-jins = breed
payaMbar = prophet
ummat = race
raahbaroN = leaders

Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai...!!!!!

"Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai
Yeh Mehlon,
Yeh Takhton,
Yeh Taajon Ki Duniya,
Yeh Insaan Key Dushman Samaajon Ki Duniya,
Yeh Doulat Key Bhookhey Riwajon Ki Duniya,
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai.

Har Ek Jism Ghayal,
Har Ek Rooh Pyaasi,
Nigahon Mein Uljhan,
Dilon Mein Udaasi,
Yeh Duniya Hai Ya Aalam-e-Badhawasi,
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai.

Yahaan Eik Khilona Hai Insaan Ki Hasti,
Yeh Basti Hai Murda Paraston Ki Basti,
Yahaan To Jeevan Sey Hai Maut Sasti,
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai.

Jawaani Bhatakti Hai Badkaar Ban Kar,
Jawaan Jism Sajtey Hein Bazaar Ban Kar,
Yahaan Pyaar Hota Hai Byopaar Ban Kar,
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai.

Yeh Duniya Jahaan Aadmi Kuch Nahi Hai,
Wafa Kuch Nahi, Dosti Kuch Nahi Hai,
Yahaan Pyaar Ki Qadr Hi Kuch Nahi Hai,
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai.

Jala Do Isey, Phoonk Dalo Yeh Duniya.
Mere Saamne Se Hata Lo Yeh Duniya,
Tumhari Hai Tum Hi Sambhalo Yeh Duniya,
Yeh Duniya Agar Mil Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai? "


This is my favorite song of movie "Pyaasa"

I say it should be "Yeh Duniya Agar MiT Bhi Jaye To Kya Hai?"

For listening this song Click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wFY3mk_DGUI

Breaking Heads

there is someone in my head but its not me
there someone in my body but its not me
he is laughing at me
crawling at me
mocking at me
clocking at me
who is he some says he is me
but i know who's is he
he is one who is wearing the inside out
tearing the outside in and trying to do a holy sin
who can bring an eclipse of freedom
a marooned of post war dreams
a new machine obscured by clouds
the clouds of me
the clouds of u
and clouds of who he bangs
he is no one who sang in the garden the garden of deathings.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!


By - ADITYA DOGRA

I CAN'T DIE YET

Sometimes i think
I am no more living
'coz my life is like a desert
On which sun of failure is shining
It is like a jungle of torture.
Where I'm lost with no way out.
It is like an ocean of sorrows
Into which I'm destined to drown
Happiness for me is like a mirage
Which i can see but never reach
Living has become a hard toil
From which the only escape is death

Then again i think,
I just can't die.
'coz i have many things to do
Many mistakes to make right
I have to experience the unexperienced
And i still have to fight my fate
I still have girls to date
Some money to make
Babes to romance
Music to dance
Moreover i have a life to live


There is so much that i haven't done
But i want to do so bad
And i know that
Until i do them all
I can't die
I have to live
Though my life is going nowhere
I know i will reach somewhere
Until that day i have to wait
Wait and lay a bait
So that i can trap happiness
I have to enjoy perfect bliss
But for that i have to survive
So i just can't die, not yet.........!!!

BY- Aditya Dogra

Present Tense and Future Perfect

Seems to be closure to wat u call BOrN

and sooner become a stubborn

HE who made you male

made me mulish

I saw my past images in my empty mind

walking with hands to hand with lonely smiles

with distorted dreams

and with my dirty shadows

running hotfootedly frm the light

the light that seems to be so dark

that i cann't see it

some call it deviation from the line

the line drawn a long back

by following a long track

and then a ANIMAL in the forest

come out and become a terrorist

and called himself a social animal MAN

with his image that "he CAN"

line ..line seems to become a lion for us

being a king of the forest

seems to hidING in it

may be fearing frm sunrise or sunset

but watever it is he has to face it

with a gunner's dream and a paranoid eyes

with my filthy hands and a space between us

a large sea,weels of oil and blood

a cold dark morning is still waiting for wat

for wat for wat......still it is listening a but..a but..a but

a road leading to no where

is running and running leaving us everywhere

the dreams which u cannt think of are never urs

then why we are living

for the line or for blind

for the king or for the ring

for the drinks or for the clings

for those or that

for close or hats

for he or me

for you or a big row

for those who made a final cut

or those who are really nuts

why cann't we negotiate with our life

is it my crazy dream or a sense to defy life

wat a stony shadow of mine

is sending me backing to my innumerable past land

and countless future graces

back in the forest or my gloomy thoughts

this water is still flaming...beating

heating..nething...and ofcourse bleeding

bye my friend...this is not the end...this is the END!!!!
again a moment for the few

landing at feet

and once again to meet

make him mad

make him sad

make him add to and to

make him me

make him u

make him do what u wanted him to do

make him won

make him cry

make him lead and then die...
this is not the end this is the END.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!..!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.


By - Aditya Dogra