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Someone...

There are moments when from within the crowd,
Stands up a person who was once a no-one,
And then he sets out to touch the skies,
Just to come to know as 'Someone'...

I have been there once when I was little,
Stood up and fell down as everyone,
Tried and succeeded, fought and lost,
Never cheated, and in the end, I was 'Someone'...

Until when I had a choice to make,
From wanting to be someone to everyone,
A cynosure, a public figure, may be, even a celebrity,
To being something for the one, everything to 'Someone'...

I chose what pleased my heart,
While the head kept saying number one,
Today the world doesn't remember who I was,
Just because I chose the love of 'Someone'...!

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Just another poem... Just a few lines which were destined to be...
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  1. AnonymousDecember 10, 2010 at 11:21 PM

    compose it u moron.....this is lovely poetry.....dont let it fade away...raj here, log in karne ko pakk rha rha...

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  2. AnonymousDecember 11, 2010 at 4:56 AM

    its so beautiful........ relle lovely
    i mean its speechless
    shivani

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  3. Parth ThakkerJanuary 2, 2011 at 10:56 AM

    Setu now shhuuuuutttttttttttttt uppppppppppp!
    I mean there's a limit of how good poems 1 can write man!
    You just write amazingly! And i'm completely in love with it! ♥ :D
    December 7, 2010 at 10:48am on Facebook

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  4. Ruchi FariaJanuary 2, 2011 at 10:57 AM

    niceee :)
    December 14, 2010 at 1:34pm

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