NAKED TRUTH..Contd

Amrita Pritam a 'punjabiat' female writer
i was not amused at Her thoughts
reason is hidden
as i use Mallika 'pics'

my heart often says
Love! you're not sincere
i ignore
and get lost into my inflourescence

my brain+heart+soul wonder
if this bio unit has turned insane

i feel as if i have a separate entity
off the trio

my knowledge is unable
to account for my thoughts
as til date i have yet to understand Her
Her one line reverberates into my 'brainosphere'
" I have uttered your name
romance at my head
lust at my soul
and found
the shallow of relevance
with you and with your Love"

my soul breaks its patience
"you' r horrbly difficult bastarad"
i remain unfluttered at its unsavoury remarks
and get lost into my inflourescence

you might have remembered by this time
inflourescence looks like a ocean to me
and i hardly forget
my tree of Love

every day i cross by
i look deep into its twigs

I feel as if
it says a lot of
i aspire
but find hard to enumerate
source: neha, mallika