my introvert but learned professor at my univ with his cycle and lonely friend evoked a streams of colours that eventuated at my first sight of bicycles at my officeNow a huge palacious ultra modern empire of DRDO stands tall at that sight which puts its arms with oceanic warmth at my daily lunch
but your absence is filled by budding beauties waiting in Que like me
I miss a small shatoot tree which got evacuated from this place
I used to love my Navy Cut under this tree
my moments are as lonely till date but for your illusions surrounding my aura to fill a synthetic gap of the e-world where I have evolved to the tunes of times
my air conditioned room often reminds me the scorching heats at my farms where I shall face the happenings of the undefined moments
my hearts says
hell!! with you
you're damn solistic bastard with melancholia leaches big at your blood
I take the advice in good steads
I know
my preparedness quotient that I have learned from Armed Forces is a bliss in
harness
but why the hell!!
you're damn such boring stuff around
my hearts rebels like a child
I keep my cool
look towards the horizon
as if
they reside at my heart
like the big nostalgic nerves
I learned at my univ
beyond the perceptions
still too worldly
but exotic
source: shipra.v

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