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i have talked about gene-language
probably we'll take 'light years' to actualise the concept
so is our space equations
live to the far extent
we live with it
we'll do so
till the DNA concept of Nature elapses its full circle
but probably
we hardly live it
does it applies to too many
at our own heart
it's true by default
and gene-language has much to account for
source inspire: neha c'.s space
this day i was getting my car repaired
not at a hi' fi' show room/garaze'
the local markeet offers a real competitive equation
the people got super-specialized in diff vocations
the teen-aged specialised looked a real innovative lot
it looked india has come off its shaky surroundings
but close converse did reveal
they only prefer a yound beautifull face
who gets too irritated
at the whims of fency and winds
the reason is sufficient to earn a bit more
how the young heart leart the highest echelons of knowledge
" break the patience" to achieve the goal
it's a refined diplomatic practice at very high level
all the world around
i stared at their faces
they appeared black horses
does a basic know how come thro' genes
like many plants and animals
migratory bees of south africa striked me a lot
but then suddenly rebukes of my yound lady surfaced
it's hell of impatience at the fair sex heart
i wondered
whether this has compelled our law makers
to frame highly distorted personal laws
the take the examples of criminals
and equate every male citizen
as a potential criminal
that's what appears
from the faces of our young beautifull buddies
may god help india
and its males
source inspire: shipra 
i got the choicest rebukes by a fairy tale
i really don't know from where she descended upon
my heart asked me
its your page
and your thoughts
how the hell she is connected
she blamed a lot and called me a son of a bitch
i passified my heart
look!!
dogs are a beautfull creation of Nature
if i happen to be one
its a part of happiness
but her baseless allegations provoked my heart to the extremes
why the hell she is bothered about you
it's her choice
i again passified my heart
hell with you: it retorted back
you see love!!
indian laws are horrible
don't go a step beyond
it understood a bit
i am happy
my heart has a sense
to understand the rebukes
and
come off
positive
source inspire: shipra
at hostel days
i was too involved at research
found little time to visit my friends
at botanical gardens panjab univ chandigarh
but i remember their beautiful smiles
i got to know a lot more as the time went by
the shy creatures reside by the cactus garden
known for its hardy plants
inspite of my bio-know how i do wonder how Nature evolved such beautiful but hardy plants. They hardly need water to replenish their physiological batteries to run the harsh environs around.
time evoked a sense of challenge through them and a feel of the heart combined together.
when faced by beautifull and powerfull critiques
my heart feel squeezed
and wonder
at my friends' evolution quotient
i visited my friends just of now
only in dreams
as time has enlarged the distances
they were smiling again
i stared at their smile
to know a bit
how to smile and keep fit
one of them asked
keep cool
be at your place
as it may be
we are with you
all the time
round the clock
with our smiles
source inspire: shipra
i have stumbled upon
over and off
the factor of quantum physics
i negotiated
your instinct
and worked hard
to evolve
the surroundings
live
and
otherwise
physique takes its toll
may be either way
off the clock
i learnt
your ways
bit by bit
related euphematic moments
you strove
thro' the waves
hazardous to the extreme
i learn
day and night
your spirit
source inspire : shipra
i was waiting till the security allowed us to cross over to metro
i stood at a corner for the watch to click 7 Pm as metro would resume its services only after that
olympic torch hypophobia was evident all pervasive thro the rajpath
haryana police girls at their late teens attracted my attention
but this time story took a diff look at the hands congress spoonmaster to appease China
but i was enjoying the young beautiful laddies all bore handsome smiles at their faces
i thought it would be better if such laddies can join Indian Army as i feel India has to confront China one day as the world scenario is taking shape
but this was having diff conotations for my heart
as it was looking for you in that crowd
i told this stupid chap: she has already gone home and that she goes by a charted bus
but this damn creature says" : who knows a change of mind
source inspire: shipra.v, neha c'.s space
you come flying
at a speed
i negotiate hard
to evolve
and
get a meaning
of your moves
i get scared often
of the things in store
i know
beauties are too magnetic
and oppertunistic too
my heart
it says
faith is good
i hardly know
where does you stand
my lonely moments
its pricely
to get lost
in your glamour
may be
its gems
a get off
at your thoughts
i get lost
i surf hard
to come off
the sticky
it catches me
again
your gems
come
strolling
under my feet
i struggle hard
to have a balance
as i feel
not to loose you
in another oblivion
source inspire: shipra.v
very early hrs
i search a relevance
with a glimpse
on the heavy traffic at the highway
what happens
when means and end gets too hazy
it may be
another crazy obsession
i live thro'
too many obsessions
it may be
your megnetic storms
swirlling me
out off
the crazy world
so goes
the faithful
slow traffic
reaches its aim
religiously
what is my religion
i ask too hard
get no reply
another moment
i get lost
prepare for
another
onslaught
the moments
fight with another ones
i observe
with or without
my being one of
till another early morning
source inspire: shipra.v
two droplets
rainy zooms
flown by winds
it catches my witty nerves
and ask
where're you
i hesitate to reply
two droplets
they ask
look!! how crystal clear we stand for
where is your mirror?
my silence is stubborn
i see the sky
it blews the old whistle
of love lorn tales
and hardy hearts
like me
like you
but the equations
it never meet
i see the droplets
it keep their distance
to get me near
the billionth
of nanosecond
i described the most
two droplets
ask again
where're you lost
i keep silent again
they touch my eyes
too deep into
the elixir
of live hearts
i feel the moments
the droplets
it fail to emulgamates
into my being
i wonder
at their will
so do i
at my distance
source inspire: shipra.v, navu, kan, ricks,bbps
when you're not
at my thoughts
streams do strike
of shallows
the day begins
i walk with a new found love
of yours
absorbed i feel
at my world
i ask
if the love
is so beautiful
shady thins
provoke
the stormy empire
i have the feel
forget
another
bubbles may be
all around
the spells of the storms
i have choosen
to fight all odds
with your love
source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha c'.s space, astha
the day long
i was driving
many faded equations
at my heart
i stick to my routine
bereft of
what i strive for
creative heart
scientific brain
soul in love
with you
that makes
a horrible combine
absorbed as i feel
the waves of thoughts
strike me
as if
you're somewhere
i look around
live faces
with no life
i strive for one
that bears your name
faded equations
it storms me
to pull out
some working ways
may be hard to believe
i keep
another moment
exclusive for you
hope the end of desire
it comes
once again
the live faces
with no life
and i see your name
somewhere
at the hazy ends
source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha c'.s space, astha, pu chd
the day comes
with its own limits
it hardly knows
the limits
of yours
and of mine
i accept
as it's there
it serves a lot
keeps me
at a distance
to my heart
i know
it's not sincere
but how does it matter
it has to move
and come again
with its own limits
i stand
and ponder
how it evolves
brings me
a bit closer
to you
your heart
but i do recall
the beauty
you shower upon me
i see my inflourescene
and feel the pulse
of its awakening
of the surroundings
it has beautiful petals
i love to observe
not for me
for my soul
it gives a feel
of your love
so magnanimous
howsoever
hidden it may be
source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha c'. space, astha , pu chd
smoking is bad
but
what to do
when a heart
smokes a pipe of love
i ask too much
get a little
from bullshit brain
i stand at my terrace
the trees have got my essescene
new buds
some have grown
with new vigour
i talk to them
a few the little ones
too eager to jest
say a lot
i converse with caution at my heart
i know
they will ask
where are you
my best way
saying the words
it fetches
little meaning to them
they persist
with a hype at their heads
may be
their rehtoric has some hidden tech
one of them ask
our effort is to fetch
your love
near us
to find
what a love
looks like
i listen with eyes
set to their way of converse
with a lot
at my heart
source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha c'.s space, astha . b, kan, pu chd
walking with your thoughts
stumbling at
the other way
to equate
a meaning
of the void
created by my
uncanny nerves
i see you
at every face
i encounter
at my way
love starts trikling in
at the hightest storms
in and around you
may it be the ghost
of your thoughts
or of mine
the air filled by
the frag
you never created
it assumes
and discard
at the other moments
gives so much of
excuses
some sane
but too often
i reclues
with the void
of your thoughts
repeat of the yore
present
and past fect
it lies
with an exteded future
of desires
of your being
near and around
where ever i go
source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha c'.s space, astha.b, kan, pu chd india
expanse of the live environs
it has evolved
with the concretes
spread at every other step
i pick up my pen
see your heart
talking to you
at a few steps to me
i see the Nature's friends
feel their pulse
my pen
it works on my pulse
but
love to write of yours
Plants do interact
at my univ
we worked to know more
we know
as of now
it's a parallel to our own
do they have a language
definitely "yes"
concrete of vijay chowk
does it interferes with that language
i come to 'live' in one such concrete
as of yours
my heart asks
does it stop my language
it replies itself
"neigh!"
i wonder
why my heart is so unscientific
But i realise
far too later
it's rather more advanced
as it has heard
a few words
coming from you
source inspire: shipra.v,neha, astha.b
moments are there
too often
i feel
as if fly off
to a direction
unknown to
my interior psyche
it helps to say
i decipher
far less
as i try
instinctively
may be
too hard
From my work place window
i see you
may this flight
you may be occupying
a comfortable seat
as it lands
you're to be
pre-occupied
with crunching
ground realities
but i hardly recognise
the grounds
too often
another landing flight
my heart
it sees you
shuffling your hair
may be
it's destined
for an unknown
confront
next flight
it may bring you
live
near to my heart
source inspire: neha c'.s space, shipra vashisht
before i clicked my mouse to publish the post
my brain
it tossed me out
it says
damn crazy guy
i tell you
the contrary ought to happen
this day as the hrs progressed
i was asked to decide to attend a condolence meeting
i was annoyed at my heart
how damn it concerns me
for me
its whole hell
thorny bushes all along
my brain was looking the whole array of
in a silent mode
i reluctantly remained at
said "yeah"
but the decision was there
so the consequences
delhi is known for uncertain syndrome
at roads
more caused by the people in power
less by the people themselves
i was least bothered about the nuances
and kept silent
whole along
but i still gather the graceous gratitude
at her face
i was left to wonder
at the " graceous gratitude syndrome"
is this the culprit
of all the evil
all the uncertaintities
i face
i was not committed
i know a reletive equation with the reality
that's what is the limiting factor(s)
at least
for the hauty souls like me
source inspire: shipra vashisht
you're standing
on an opposite pole
and they never meet
since Nature forgot
to formulate
the union
but do you know
their co-existence
is a default value
i get a chance to see you
when my pc flashes
"shingly bird is now online"
and i wait
till such time
it flashes again
at its own sweet will
"shingly bird is now offline"
i open "my own" neha C'.s space
stored at my hard drive
observe for too long
have a silence
at my heart
but
late night hrs
it does say
"LOVE"
tomorrow is a working day
thus goes my way of life
and i'm proud of
my possessions
source inspire: neha c'.s space, shipra.v , pu chd
i have often wrote
the thin line
between psychology and psychiatry
the forbidden parlains
of higher knowledge
governing
whole of the array
we will and have to negotiate
a habbit or an act/and or a set of feeling/and or 'realization' of the 'self'
when it starts hurting
you or the live environs
in implicit and explicit terms
it becomes a psychiatric cognigative disorder
e.g e.mail of the present e-generation
and obsession of any kind which starts hurting
you and / or the live environs
psychology only understands the fact
tries to make you/and/or the live environs
while psychiatry helps to remove
the ailing facts
thro' the basis of governance of the complexity of bio-world
e.g the habbit of washing your hands too (too) often
to be contd..
mc Dso beautiful
you always preferred
hot chocklate fudge
it has
somehow
percolated down to my unsavoury heart
when i feel too alone
i go a little further
observe a bit
the vendors
selling magnolias
the love lane of ur heart
the cp
i ask for one handful
they oblige
but the girl sitting nearby
stares at me
and
probably she dares not
to ask
where are u
i pick one of
give back to her
i smile
it'll look wonderful at your ponytail
she feels too embarrased
but accepts at the other moment
her nerves pick
my lonely heart
she says not
but her eyes are wet
they ask me
where u have gone
what makes you live
so alone
i smile
with a no words at my lips
but she reads
a lot
her eyes say
an array of questions
i decipher all
dare not to reply
she is too persistent
at her querries
i oblige
and say
the rest of flowers
they are for you
i'll send thro' a courier
but she is not convinced
as she wonders
how a love
can travel
thro' a courier
source inspire : shipra vashisht, mallika sherawat, neha c'.s space, pu chd india
when i finished with the know how of
my psychiatric super specialists grown ups
one of them
asked
"never combine our knowledge"
at least with psychology
time brought me
my ultra psychologists
knocking at my door
i finished with the whole
and forgot
the advice
i do know the "apple" of eve and adem
but luck is stupid
always
with the love
when i saw you
i forgot
the advice
once again
the twister of my love
it sucked
the whole in the tube
i was left
with pieces
but with a diff
that it hung in space
i take one by one
and recall
your promises
that all made in airs
my little heart
it never believes
that you're not there
when a strike is at the door
i have put my door bell
off
to make a noise
too descernible
some day
it may listen to my brain
the knock at the door
it isn't her
but
the next moment
it says
Look!!
there is a strike
i keep mum
but it says
why don't you listen
how many times
should i say
you're not there
you'll never be there
it says with fumes at its core
i dislike
the "neih's"
source inspire: shipra vashisht, mallika sherwat, neha c'.s space, pu chd india
i was surfing to know
when my patience
to find you
lost its last frontiers
at the web
i wondered
i spelt your name
which you could probably ignore
while at a chance of a glance
my heart
it now intervenes
too fast
i know
it wants to brush aside
its stupid nerves
it says
love is complete in itself
and it hardly bothers
your damn dictionary
but i do acknowledge
some its
nomenclature
i ask my inflourescence
"you are not an archive"
tell me
where the frontiers of love lie
it smiles back
with its buds thro'
the spring of the day
my heart again intervenes
"LOVE"
ignore it
it's jealous of your love
i stare at my inflourescence
it smiles back
once again
i wonder at my nerves
is love that misterious
OR
it's simply
beyond my nerves
source inspire: shipra.v, mallika sherawat, neha c'.s space, astha.b, Kan, pu chd india
i was driving my way through the busy lanes of new delhi to delhi cantt. the target was my software office expanse. i know i work for the work sake and keep me busy.
'its with more than many'
the sweet, penetrating fresh voice touched in thro my ears
she sat besides me with beautiful bangles glowing at its colours
how come!! my beautiful lady : i glanced thro' her eyes while with a nerves at the wheels
yeah!
today! i'm with you: she exhumed with a soft warmth
my heart felt more sticky at her glistening array of bangles
but i felt fused like a tube : how to start
she is too moody: will vanish in the thin air if i proved beyond her nerves
i gave her a hand written note sheet
she said" what is this love!!
nothin i keep my psyche intact in your absence
she got some of it
it read like this:
every other moment
my confront with critiques
and negativism'
provokes too intense
'interlocution'
at inner tendered
and tempered spirit
my shool day
at univ thro' the college
too pervasive mind set-up
bulling' thro' the waves
as the winds strike
probably
i felt too compliacent
my village grooming
it has a part to play
it's a part of life"
my brain often brushes aside
the severest reaction
while at work
i stand
not far ahead
my tender and pempered half
it feels too nostalgic
of the freedom
of the landscapes
as there are no bullists' around
and interactive beauties of Nature replace the dirtiest critiques
but at how many moments
landscapes"
life has its constraints
i remember
Kalidas ( an indian literary wizard of yore)
jostled and dejected
the love proved " the end of a begining"
i pick up
my navy cut
remember Kalidas
it fails
the dejection at my heart
my spiritualistic half
it murmurrs thro' hazy end of my being
Lord Shiva is complete
"he cares a little"
i get an anchor
but i fall back
and get jostles
once again
i shun my cognigant nerves
may be
it evokes
more introvert psyche at my heart
my brain
it intervenes
too late
Love!!
"it's a part of life"
she put her beautiful fingers at my head
shuffled my hair
Love!!
i like this
but show it to your beautifull ladies
my heart retorted but with no voice at all
'who are they'
she said own her own: i'll come some day
"with them"
source inspire: mallika sherawat, neha c'.s space, astha.b, shipra.v, pu chd india
when pains strike me
you come live
thro' your antarctic eyes
scrubble your eyelashes
peeping thro' hymalan hair
and ask
LOVE!!
how are you
you promissed me
a lot
bereft of rosegardens
i somehow
got a pulse of your nerves
believed
what you said
and the time went thro'
your thoughts
your desires
the day after night
i forget
and i recall
your promises
i know
you never promised
rosegardens
but
i paint roses
thro' your lips
as they smile
and ask
at every another moment
LOVE!!
how are you
distances
it may tell a lot
i forget
the other moment
as
you live
at my heart
i know
pains strike
you pick out
the bristles
one by one
and your lips smile
ask
at every halt
LOVE!!
how are you
i take to my heart
the spirit
you bestowed
upon my soul
i too smile
thro' your antarctic eyes
source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha mehta, mallika sherawat, punjab university chandigarh
this eve
i strolled thro' my love lane
"the vijay chowk"
time has adored its frontiers
its love
it still hangs
in the misty fragrant environs
every eve
and i see you
thro' its nanons
pines often ask
LOVE!!
we are too happy
at your
new found love
i stare at its cones
the buddy glamourous glow
it shines
thro' your heart
i know
it pulsates
over an arm length
but
i keep
the sweet glamour
of desires
of wait
at the interiors
of my heart
i know
quest to find
your love
its infinite
in itself
source inspire : shipra vashisht, neha c'.s space, mallika sherawat, punjab university chandigarh
when you are asleep
at your dreams
it comes
and twists my loved ones
i rise beyond
the corridors
of afflicions of unions
bondages too
but it uproots
many like
whom i love
but say not
thus goes the storms
day and night
of your unbriddled thoughts
it knows
i care little
so it uproots
the littles of my hearts
jostles as i feel
put my littles
in their cosy place
to fight another
onslaught
may be
my die-hard friends
have learned
the spirit of
survival of the fittest
i learnt it
thro' the knowledges"
but my heart wonders
from where
they learnt
such a horrible instinct
my little brain
speaks this time
love makes
die-hards
of the docile
i stand
at a distance
to have a word
of this love
source inspire : shipra. v, neha c'.s space, punjab university chandigarh, mallika sherawat
i have talked about gene-language
