Abhishek Sharma

I build walls: Walls that protect, Walls that shield, Walls that say I shall not yield Or reveal Who I am or how I feel.	I build walls: Walls that hide, Walls that cover what’s inside, Walls that stare or smile or look away, Silent lies, Walls that even block my eyes From the tears I might have cried.	I build walls: Walls that never let me Truly touch Those I love so very much. Walls that need to fall! Walls meant to be fortresses Are prisons after all. - Anon
....pertinaciously committed to bringing down the walls around me

I enjoy literature, badminton, traveling (on shoe-string budgets!) and clicking (many) pictures, singing when I am alone (if I am reborn it should be as someone with a gifted voice). I used to practise yoga before I joined college. For sometime I was also into working out and muscle building :P

I used to write...probably 3-4 years back....English and Hindi poetry! Some of them may be on Apnalfs.com forums. I (dream) that someday I will write a novel. If not engineering, I would be studying English literature. Loved those Shakespearean plays in high school!

Over the last few semesters my entire focus has been on engineering! As such I had to forego almost all of these finer things in life, except for the occasional singing spree, much to the discomfort of my next room neighbor!

Abhishek Sharma

I build walls: Walls that protect, Walls that shield, Walls that say I shall not yield Or reveal Who I am or how I feel.

I build walls: Walls that hide, Walls that cover what’s inside, Walls that stare or smile or look away, Silent lies, Walls that even block my eyes From the tears I might have cried.

I build walls: Walls that never let me Truly touch Those I love so very much. Walls that need to fall! Walls meant to be fortresses Are prisons after all. - Anon

....pertinaciously committed to bringing down the walls around me

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I build walls:
Walls that protect,
Walls that shield,
Walls that say I shall not yield
Or reveal
Who I am or how I feel.

I build walls:
Walls that hide,
Walls that cover what’s inside,
Walls that stare or smile or look away,
Silent lies,
Walls that even block my eyes
From the tears I might have cried.

I build walls:
Walls that never let me
Truly touch
Those I love so very much.
Walls that need to fall!
Walls meant to be fortresses
Are prisons after all.

- Anon