Vishal Gul Warialani

blogs from Delhi

The GOD I saw
Everything is Black. There is no sound, no wind. White flashes distort the calmness of black. The wind blows away my blanket. I can hardly open my eyes, as the white flashes intensify. The wind starts blowing at higher speeds. Eyes open and everything is white. The winds drag me up through the windo...
Posted on 20 November 2009 | 9:25 pm
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A new place - Dedicated to LA and LA Rockers
In the Valley of the MountainsDown the slope of the hillsThis is the place where the world livesAnd we meet our thrillsIn the morning the clouds kissThe mountains and the hillsThese butterflies smell the dewOn the flowers, as they grewIn the green fields of the grasslandsBelow the clear blue skiesCr...
Posted on 24 July 2009 | 11:40 pm
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The Flower Pluckers
Rays fall on their faces; we discover new flowersSun smiles in the sky; we meet in the fieldsMilky clouds and the wind; water flowing in the streamsBeauty of the early morning; flowers blossoming in the fieldsIt climbed up the sky; we collected water from the streamBreeze soothing our ears; while we...
Posted on 22 June 2009 | 12:06 am
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When she said..
A thought, that came to my mind,Broad smile appeared on my face, as I imaginedEverything changed in a moment Wonder, why didn't I hear it before?A vague figure, that I had in my mindTurned into a face, I always imaginedShe changed completely in a momentWonder, why didn't it happen before?A voice, th...
Posted on 28 February 2009 | 9:11 pm
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