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at my teens
what i heard
stands good
till day
my little heart
asks my inflourescence
life
its
driven thro'
fundamentals
too invisiblle
to naked
either way
me
a part
of this monoculture
of Nature
i look thro'
my pines
winds blow up
their beauty
i pass by
and
my little heart
it
picks up
your liffle finger
may you come
a word
with diff
may be i ignore my heart's wishes
so i get
the sad syndrome
too often
i search thro' my psychiatry know how
it gives
too stoic response
all the time
take this tab thrice a day
i wonder
why there are no
Natural creation of
these bio-chems
my brain often opines
the complexity of environs
the deficient quotient of psychology
i listen
too patience
and forget the other moment
i know
the bubbly moments
its time and space driven factor
my heart wonders
why
these are not on my side
my soul opines
keep to have
others' happy moments
your own ones
it appears too monotonous
i wonder
is there something
on the other side
of the horizon
psychiatry says
yes
i'm there
at least
for the die hards
source inspire : shingly bird, mallika sherawat, shipra.v, pu chd
Rajasthan a state of India known of its arids and deserts
with beautifull hearts at every particulate sandy soils with hardy rocks
markeet economy runs its own roots with jealously guarding its folklore
the minds sets too
"Kathushyamji" a religious offshoot of a charachter of Mahabharta also known as "barbarik"
he owned the ulimate weapons and war tech
but he sacrificed his love to Lord Krishna
as i visited his temple in Sekar District
a long drive of 400 km and back at a stretch
from my place at new delhi
my heart wondered
is it the dedication, devotion
or the self
which drive so long with much efforts
as i saw people throwing their hearts on the sands
my heart was more pleased to see the beauty
the brain scorned it
better behave
you're at a religious place
i do know
indian concept of god is too liberal
to accommodate
the naughty hearts like me and you
but i do wonder
for what i visited there
i saw my love
all thro'
source inspire: shingly bird, mallika sherawat, shipra.v, pu chd india
this day when you find a nanone for your own
see what's written
if you read and find no words
that appease
bring you
a world ever protected
if you waver
look at my magnolias
they say
ever full
never say tired
if you feel
beyond a meaning
do swirl your eye lashes
around the pinkish
the white petals
fragrance will be thy
and love of your heart
say i love you
they'll smile
it's beyond
where the love lies
bereft of bio-senses
they are too minisicule
they vibrate
a love
beyond a common eye
do say i love you
next day
when you leave your pony tail
waivering thro' winds
they'll come
excude with resonance
of love
you'll find
it's beyond
do come to my univ
it holds
what you have not
love resides thro' the waves
morning and eves
ask my beauties around
some are bottle brushes
weeping willows
they pull the last exteriors
of your being
say i love you
do stand at my student centre
with a cup of tea in your little fingers
your lips will vie the environs
waves shall come
stir your antarctic eyes
thro' the hymalayan hair
lord has bestowed with Her fingers
say i love you
source inspire: shingly bird, mallika sherawat, shipra.v; cao office, ministry of defence, pu chd india
9/11 was engineered: she wondered
places i've visited
it has shaded into insignifacance
the whole enviorns
ask me
where are you?
chills surrounds me
my soul burns
with your flame
it asks
find her
without further excuses
how long
it has to last
may be till i last
my heart reverberates
with your rhythms
it has gone beyond resonance
what i learnt
at my best brains
things start and end
what i struggle hard to define
i ask myself
the basics of life
may be
you have evolved
from a world
hithertoo miniscule to my nerves
my brain wonders
at the event of new science
i look deep
into your eyes
to find a reply
it may sooth
my hostile heart
it reverberates
with your name
source inspire: neha c'.space
at my teens
