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What I always wanted


Always wanted to be the guy
holding the guitar
Always wanted that long drive
in a luxuruious car


Always wanted the gals to feel like
I was their dream guy
Always wanted to let the guys know
I was a friend worth the try


Always wanted to be the best
at what I did
Always wanted to keep pushing
at that closed lid


Always wanted to know about
a thousand little things
Always wanted to be the jack of all trades who 
could outshine the so-called kings


But between what I always wanted
and what I was going to be
came the the deep and turbulent ocean
which we call reality


Now what I am 
is the guy holding the pen
Now I want to shed light on things
shoved into the dark and endless den


Now I don't want to be any girl's dream guy
for I'm sure the one who is yet to be
would wake up from her dreams
and on a day not so far,meet me.


Now,I still want to be a master
of my limited arts
Still want to aim for the bull's eye
never falling short of darts


So what, if the tides of time
create a bit of varience
if you always knew what you wanted to be
you will shine someday
with unparalleled radiance

Comments

  1. SumitJanuary 21, 2011 at 11:26 PM

    Really good!!

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  2. DevanshuJanuary 21, 2011 at 11:29 PM

    thanx buddy... :)

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  3. ShantanuJanuary 21, 2011 at 11:35 PM

    i'll make it into a rap smtime soon.. gr8 write kaushik.. yo

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  4. DevanshuJanuary 22, 2011 at 12:00 AM

    thnx bro... but not a wholely a rap... one line as a mild tone followed by the other one as a rap for the punch... ;)

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