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So much to say,
So much to write…
So much to express,
So much to do,
But so little time!

So many thoughts,
I long to express…
So many feelings,
I can’t wait to pen down.
So many wishes,
I long to fulfill…

Endless things I want to do,
But time flies,
And leaves its imprint behind
With a pinch of regret,
That strikes me hard
And leaves me, not knowing what to do!

Comments

  1. tharangniJuly 3, 2010 at 11:59 AM

    yep! i so agree with you on the time factor!

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  2. S.July 3, 2010 at 1:11 PM

    somehow i can relate to it..beautifully weaved.. :)

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  3. sjmachJuly 3, 2010 at 10:00 PM

    I agree time rely flies, but its so important to use it well.

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  4. Sakhi.July 3, 2010 at 10:49 PM

    i agree!!
    i can relate so well!!
    time is flying :D
    nice!

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  5. amalboseJuly 3, 2010 at 11:28 PM

    dont let the things frm the past affect wat u do in the future..
    accept things as it is and move according to wat ur heart tells u

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  6. Blunt EdgesJuly 4, 2010 at 4:37 AM

    wonderful! :)

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  7. RitikaJuly 4, 2010 at 7:31 AM

    superb expression.. cheers!!

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  8. Blasphemous AestheteJuly 4, 2010 at 9:18 PM

    So much to say, falling short of words,

    strange life, but beautiful inspite...

    nice one

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  9. AnonymousJuly 5, 2010 at 8:57 AM

    nice poem
    the concept of this poem is outstanding

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  10. UnknownJuly 6, 2010 at 10:42 AM

    Flying time....
    We have to catch everything on time..:)
    Just keep on working and catching up..

    Cheers

    Nuts

    P.s. Long time u visited my space//

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  11. Aparna (Life Takes)July 7, 2010 at 10:54 AM

    very beautifully penned!and just 15!!

    u have a long way to go

    :)

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  12. rainboyJuly 8, 2010 at 10:19 AM

    Only thing you need to do is think less.

    you've plenty of time..this is the time of life when u have all the fun

    take care n be safe

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  13. rainboyJuly 8, 2010 at 10:20 AM

    If you don't want to get hurt,be logical and be proud of your 'self'.

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  14. JackJuly 8, 2010 at 10:30 AM

    Juhi,

    Too true. Life is so short to do all that we wish to. And on top of it we waste it in petty things.

    Take care

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  15. KaranJuly 9, 2010 at 10:14 AM

    Nice one. Good read.

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  16. The Lone SoldierJuly 12, 2010 at 3:06 AM

    nice and fresh...

    do visit my poetic blog
    www.shayar4u4ever.blogspot.com
    My Infatuation Love Demystified

    amit

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