Sense and Meaning
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Shadows of the mind
Are real or dreams
What does it matter
When it seems real to me?
What is reality,
Why quibble over semantics,
When the fear and joy is real
That they instil in me.
Truth and fact
Don’t matter for me,
Context and
Perspective
Are what get me across the path
Every moment
Has it been an hour or ages ago
My heart and mind do not know
Earlier poems:
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Posted on April 2, 2009, in personal and tagged poems, poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
Gautam Ghosh 
Dear Gautam,
What a soft and sensitive side you have.This soft side has led you to write poetry.
This soft side is dangerous.First your face had no goatee and you looked like Tusshar Kapoor.
Now you have a goatee as seen on Facebook and you look like Bhiku Matre from Satya.
Is this what your soft side has achieved?
Sometimes even I have a soft side which leads me to write poetry.
Read my poem ‘Because Of Kasab’
http://www.rakeshjhunjhunwala.in/2009/02/because-of-kasab-poem.html
Damn that Goatee,it scares me!
dear RJ,
lovely poetry on kasab! I can only aspire to such level of depth and subtleness 😀
WOW! I’m speechless…this is very very good, Gautam.
thanks Joy! I personally wasn’t too satisfied with this effort 🙂 Am rusty and out of touch