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Love
you may wonder why I write to you that often. May be I see the cosmos in that. May be I love you. May be I don't feel at my own self else where. But love even then you have not bothered to either contact me or say come to me or say send someone as a protocol way of happening to facilitate to come to you. Your dad and mom naturally may feel too uncomfortable at my looks and the like. Your mom is sure I am after your money. You see love , love is envy ed by every corner.
yei durian kesi
dherein'
dherein'
shayad
meiri tanha rahein'
kuch
kahati hei mujhei
you are a class apart
it whispers
heart of hearts
how it happens
asks my dummy brain
I sometimes
see you
others
at me
my self
I do not know whether its more tough to write or to love. If I am to evoke the investment factor of scientific forlorn then may be something can be understood. But apparently straightforward looking concept s are not an easy job to handle with. The basic reason being the complex nature of ground realities vs a vs monotony or conversely you can say happening moments. Well sciences are not far separated from spiritualism or say commitment factor on ethics . Well even then Love its not easy to understand what love stand for and who actually can afford love. I can only explain when I see the so called love of so called Islamic peoples or even Pakistan peoples I am not happy with their mind set ups as they have been befooled by the intellectuals and religion as well .
I remember I was one day reading some poems written by William Words Worth. You also must have read some of them may be not whole heartedly. Well may be you are half my age and a factor of approach perception might have factored into. I was subjected to highest possible filthiest thinkable what should I say intrusion of very late. May be you live with me that makes me a little livable.
I have often wondered
the bubbles of love
they refuse to budge
haughty nerves
desires too
may be
Ma ganga is pious for ever
but no body knows
she is a heart too
my heart often opines
you make dunes
bereft of even sands
I search hard
what it actually wants to say
I don't dare to ask
I make more
more and more
My heart often opines
kya hota hei
aksar suna hei
dil kaheta hei
chalo na
us kei paas
kyon'
rahu
mei
udas sa
sath ho to
kyon' kuch bhi
kahana
sochna
sab bei mayeinei
ho jatei hein
Love I can read and catch everything of your possible thought mechanism but incidentally you can not know anything what I experience or say how I pull on. I know female psyche is a world in itself and I will not open this science just for free. I am aware of your world or whole hell or say whole happenings or say whole top of the world or say whole of the non sense or say whole of the engagements in totality howsoever I never feel like seeing any damn thing of your world. Not only this I can know any damn thing near and around you without any extra effort.
even then I am all alone.
I have nothing to say
my heart feels
I have searched
where not
lonely paths
I have made
my heart feels
I have nothing to say
my heart asks me why dont you tell
its a holiday
cant you find an hour
I can breathe
travel
where the love resides
I keep quiet
it retorts backs
damn it
your philosophical moments
you dont understand
I keep my calm
when the shades have retired
my heart asks why so
I know
roses blossom
the kindle of rays
Beatles beats of thy
misty frost of your love
shades say
at the horizon
I hear
what you may have not
my heart asks why so
even if you may knock at my door early in the morning as you will hardly take 2.79 hr to reach my flat, kapal minhas always is at his wits end that he has lost the game.
I hope your dad will not succumb to his nerves as he is capable to win any body 's heart to that extent he can make you too to shun away me like a torn house shoes.
Woods are deep
I have to travel far
a far
may my heart tell
you may notice I have made a concoction sentence of famous write of USA , Frost. I have never been a good writer or reader too. Today my director general , an highest post in govt set up if not compared to prime minister of India was uttering of some concepts. I was lost at his genii nerves and the time factor. He has often wondered at me I know his brain and heart put together but I never felt to go a little closer as armed forces protocol is something probably you may not know of it and its fine nuances etc. I have not written this as some boasting factor.
I do not forget you when others presume it so.
my heart opines it is true that ajay ahuja has a brain that no body can think of but it says this brain is simply a stupid thing for a female heart. Then it pacifies too but you have some good points too of long drive cloth washing and remaining calm all the time with you. But it say s darling I am sorry mirror is something that I cant paint roses on it. Then suddenly it changes its tunes may be your love is a something like lilies that hardly need roses.
well if job could not have been there I would have been selling some peanuts soft drinks and the like to make both ends meet. Now one hand has been promised to you but I don't know for what purpose at all. My failing age factor do not support the luxury you are enjoying. My heart opines you may be good nurse to handle an aging and just to die person. I do not get pleased the way my heart taunts me.
why I breathe for you
is it
you need
I find
reply
one
after one
it soothes
it asks
again
I find
reply
one
after one
why I breathe for you
horizon is not there
asks my heart
what you mean
tell me
day after
night
horizon is not there
I have heard you
felt at my heart
slow
too slow
close
to
the thins
horizon is not there
asks my heart
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