KARVA

Karva a custom to appease the almighty
take care of my love
he encounters the hauty time
you be with my love
tell him
i love you the most
as i do asipre the Lord

changed the horizon may be
tell my love
i'll be with you
this day
and after

eternal springs the love
may be a front line

you'll be with me
either way
if you fall
my love will adore the air of enviorns

if you come victorious
my soul will enrich
the heights
you achieved
and
i'll be with you
in either way
yes my love
you fight the odds
even too

as i reside
in your heart

source inspire: neha, mallika, shipra, pu chd

EUPHORBIAS..contd

love! i have studied a hell of books
the query is simple
this bullshit heart has its own brain
if you happen to combine the advanced neurology+physiology
you'll be constrained to believe what i do

evey eve i fall back on my euphorbias
my heart pulls me
fetch an everlasting solution
to its stupid hype of nonsense
and me
too docile to withstand
simply say
look my little friend
"you better be with your euphorbias"

it pulls up another anigmatic question:
do you know
they too are as demanding
and if got disturbed at their sleep
with a flash of red light
you simply can't compel them
to fetch scintillating flowers for you

i know i can't defeat its intellectual nerves
so i fall back on your love

but you see
what does it say
she is euphorbian beauty

i pull out my navy cut
and wonder: whether!
i can ever be with my euphorbias

source inspire: mallika, pu chd

EUPHORBIAS

Love! when you've spare moments off the sand dunes
have a glance of orchids dome
it'll say you a big hello with warmth exuding to the highs'

yes it's pu chd and euphorbias
standing at smart corner
yes love!it's you only
see!straight look will magnetize your soul
have a feel of the =g=gravity
of your glamour
euphorbias have glowing crimson red flowers

grace of your heart
have a live encounter
they will talk to you
see if they
say a lot
and they speak
the words of love

do kiss them
it's the rare of the rare oppertunity
they come off
they do shy
tender hearts and the strength of docile

source inspire:Neha,mallika,pu chd india

DEVIATION

You and me know
decline and slide down
it comes on its own
may be we know a lot
of the intricate dynamism
but at our hearts of heart
we recluse in acceptance
as otherwise
its too ascending
the scary heights of
unknown frontiers

i know you a better evolved
me too often succumb to the cascading
i try hell sort of ways
to come off
but to find me lacking at the other click of hr
probably that's why
i remaine hookd to y0u
so long

source inspire: neha c'. s space, mallika, shipra, pu chd

STRECH MY ARMS

i've streched my arms
have a feel of your love
i know
it lies in my heart

i'm too jealous
of my heart
as it takes whole
of your love
and leaves me
to fetch for more

i get happy
with a few drops
but my heart
it leaves none

next day
when you send your love
for a moment

have two streams full
put my heart
at a distance to me
source inspire: faith hill

GROUND REALITIES

I have wondered a lot
at the creations of Mahadevi Verma ( a hindi poet) and other serious authors of yesterdays.

till i came across the crashing realities as tendered by ultra modern sciences.

but my heart has not learned to negotiate the ground realities. it remains aloft whenever there is a small scope for the slightest flight.

it's thrown off the luxurious first class as happened with Mahatama
Gandhi in South Africa.

it retorts and fumes

but probably it's die hard spirit is too advanced to accept the forlorn.

when i read Munshi Prem Chand's creations: i was a little jolted as the same scenario is depicted in many english stalwarts.

again i went back to my books of psychology as helped by my defence learned people.

what i found: probably shocked me to the last:

psychiatry friends were not that pensive in their approach but at the end of whole array of knowledge: A very senior and super specialist ultra modern psychiatrist remarked: look my friend: "you have to pull on" : and that statement was equated to the well known phrase of
Darwin " THE SURVIVAL OF FITTEST" so intermittently by my stupid brain and the sciences together: that i got fed up with the system of the surroundings itself.

i recalled again Mahadevi Verma.

and i found

regret feeling ran the roost of my little conscience