Monday, January 30, 2017

it sings a song

it sing s a song

it shall colours
airy weather shall
ask
its time

it will forget
torturous past

shall learn
how to feel

its present

it sings a song

quite.

petals flowing
horizons stunned
at their own making

dare ask
what makes it so

may be
visual
or optical illusion

petal flowing
constraint of time

it was
same vane

horizon
speak
if it were really

I have seen

many times

eyes ask me

I remain
quite.


Friday, January 27, 2017

my being.

conflict zones
put askance

I have waded
deep dirty trench

may life
daffodils
speak its heart
of hearts

smoky shadows
leave me exhumed

I see little
distance
narrows of

may be
colour I have

palm of
my being

Thursday, January 26, 2017

times of lilies.

times of lilies
I have asked
when moments
it became reflective

I see fields
some yellow
petaled
askance of

I go off

may be
fields
it speaks

I have
yet to know

ziziphus jujube.

ziziphus jujube
tough
greek names
I have learned

may be
love can be

thorns have torn
what cloths
he could give

ziziphus jujube

small days
smelting it was

relevance it poured

preparing for
ziziphus jujube. 

Monday, January 23, 2017

what.

sobbing
silent
hidden hard
it asks
it s beautiful evening

touching its soul
try
what it means

where from
what
if at all

shadowing
growing fast
thinning into dark

dark
it asks
time

sobbing
silent

it says

I put hard

what

Sunday, January 22, 2017

winds have gone.

it opens
flowers I see
blossoms

pearls of
ask
sometime
in verbatim

where
winds have gone

Saturday, January 21, 2017

yet to know.

when sun may arise
flowers may be sleeping

chills of heart

thorns I see

horizons
fail
stagger at

I may be

steps make

may be

I have
yet to know

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

how many times.


all having Macintosh / apple with them and hiding behind deepika clicks please dont click at my page I have never intended that you even remotely read my entries. stop immediately.
eyes
it drops
day light
asks
it really

sounds
faces
artefacts

often

eyes
it point

see

it may

true

I take

on my fingers

count

how many times

Monday, January 16, 2017

A state.

A state if it wants to progress and put  an ever lasting solution to increase in demand of jobs and the like shall have to think that individual taxes and corporate tax must not be in a way that stifles the creative ones. A state that is benevolent and welfare oriented can only think of development coming to its shores. Brute powers of a state give rise reverse revolution a phenomenon where every system worth the name crumbles from inside and biggest looser is the state no one else. 

Sunday, January 15, 2017

e institutions.

Love now I am going to  pen down a letter that will storm every brain. Villages are yarning for schools colleges medical colleges dental colleges engineering colleges and other colleges. Lets have all e institutions in villages connected to their mother ships at different schools, degree s ultimately shall also come through these e institutions. This will save crores of precious money of village house holds. 

e counter through collegium of corporates.

Love its the villages that matters owing to the blast of populations who need services. You might have noticed every body runs to cities for different aspects. It can be provided to the masses by establishing e counter at every village. This counter shall account of everything thinkable like googling but googling stops at finding as compared to this e counter that will literally start giving to any unit village house eg books, lectures, seeds, medicines, clothes and what not. However this e counters will run the show through a collegium corporates. 

To run the show.

Love have you ever heard of e hospitals. Villages in India are not provided with any facility on ground realities. All doctors practically behave like Dr. Harish Harora and earn their pockets only.
Its brand idea and can be operated by corporate and government sector as well. A minimum one or two pacca house and power supply plus e equipment s are needed to run the show. These can be connected to their mother ship hospital in big cities where government rule or corporate rule runs show that another Dr. Harish Arora and his likes may not take birth. 

Sandal Wood.

Love one day I remember, our former premier Atal Bihari vajpaei said in Parliament why Indians feel a lesser part in saying they are hindus. Sadal wood used to be a sacred part in our lives. We have noticed that elimination of this wood has made peoples dud of their values and culture. Manrega can be reshaped to grow sandal trees over the Indian territory may people become proud of themselves. 

Saturday, January 14, 2017

what words opine

when
selfish
foolish
it storms

clouds strike

day
nights of yore
present

past present perfect

I
tousle over

what
words opine


Thursday, January 12, 2017

we remember

you remember
when it was sun
horizons
you love

I stood
a little

magnolias at your hand

I asked
from where

you seem

I was asking

time
it was probably

magnolias
still say

we remember

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

like us

Love I try to write a good thing for you but all the way s I am not sure whether if I will be really successful in my efforts.

I know
love is there
but
what it stands

I have asked

sometimes
I ask
roses
if they can

some nod
I try get

they nod

now I keep
my fingers cross

may be

some may say

it s something

like us 

Sunday, January 8, 2017

when.

when you will

a step
close at heart

I may speak
heart to heart

it be noisy
stealth ful

you shall
ask
many
what I

when 

to tell you.

Love writing or say painting love is probably most stupid act if its understood on mundane scale. Its not easily understandable concept. One major constraint being your ground level known persons imitate you so foolishly that it creates an endless non sense to novitiate/negotiate with. I am writing a poem for you hope it will written good.

forlorn
I have searched
my heart

me

often tumbled upon
some
some driven
wall s of broken
glasses

many faces
stoic

I have heard

many voices

all
I dither

to tell you

what you.

When I saw
vacuous

I asked
whys whats

replies
rolled

roller coaster
of me

tossed my soul

every moment

I have seen

what you

Happy birthday deepika padukone.

Love I am compelled to pen down why RC minhas ever deadliest ever feasible is not dying. These are coterie of people who having being successful at their mid carriers helped by their money power hacked the system constraints. I being ever helpful to these hydra headed got an easy target of these when they happened to know that their master blaster plans simply blooped off.

Saturday, January 7, 2017

when you shall come.

when you shall come

I will ask dhalias
how are you

they may not

I will persist

when you shall

some may ask

you wana have

I may be
straight

dhalia
may speak

heart of hearts

when you shall come 

highs.

snow
on highs

it has
come close

ask its
sense of warm

rhymes
I have

ask
what it says

snow
on highs

When winds.

I am trying to write as per your wish on these snaps, initially I was profusely reluctant but your perseverance has made a point.

when the winds shall come
I may sing
where are you

you may say
yuup
for what
why at all

I shall keep
my fingers
say it cross

when winds 

sands were

I stood
sands were wet
dry and soft

waves went
turf of water
danced along

I felt
sands were
saying something
askance
exuberance of
woobles

I stood
waves danced
sand s were


at memory.

it is very sad to tell you that most ever illiterate persons happened to read my love letters to you and presumed themselves to be messiah of what not. Notwithstanding that I am trying another poem for you may you like it.

I have heard
flowers are beautiful

I go to
sometimes
time at

some whisper

I make my best
to know
what they say

try hard

remember

what it

sometime
again

may be

I feel

short of
running


at memory

time spares none.

Love this is an hour of silence around me. I am keeping my best to remain relevant even with letters to you. This is a secret of life which even the most intelligent and coveted ones may not understand even abc as time makes their aura literally opaque to such frontiers of know how. Does it mean you probably overshot of your being only a  picture may be your aura can tell you as time spares none.  

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

may be.

I am sad
pensive
retired and hurt

lost all desires

empty runs roost

may be

I have some work

something for

it may not

worth is
I focus little

may be

miles I have to go 

The Center.

Probably you need to know again which I putting as a flashback now, I got married in 1984 and my wife suffered from acute illness, her brothers devised a novel method to trade their females and RC minhas was borne from the deserts, my family was forcefully broken and I surrendered the kids, time went on, Minhas brothers tried avenge with the help of Dr Harish Arora, all the in laws and this doctor combined to screw in different manners,  the matter went out of their control as every thing backfired. NOW EVERY BODY BLAMES me whilst you can very well understand I am simply doing nothing rather I am the victim of their collusion with each other this doctor being at the center and guiding every interested one. 

Tuesday, January 3, 2017

concept of fate.

Love when you are playing hide and seek yourself I am compelled to pen down even psychological parameters which I know will again be misused by the ones whom even I dont want to refer; when pathogenic interests overtake even most sanguine occurrences are used to/for meeting nefarious end meet. Continuous incidence lead s to cognizable life that further get reflected in the concept of fate. 

Those were beautiful days.

Love I am painting love of my small days. Dad was living in a kacha house made in L shape. There were 3 big rooms one small and a kitchen as an extension. It was supported by an elevated mud platform. There was a big tree ( acacia arabica ) on west just outside the room another tree called lasura in lingua franca stood beside this majestic rustic one. One small earther chulla was supported this side. I used to play with rustic friends underneath this kuccha make up. I remember we often used to pick pig spicules and put it on one side lest they pierce our skin. We never bothered of heat which sometimes even touched 49 degree Celsius. I can recall those were beautiful days. 

Sunday, January 1, 2017

dirty disc s around.

lost horizon
haunts
at vacuum

struggle
to find

step by step

toddler spirit

know little

wealth of ocean

if it means

askance
remains

dirty discs
around