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i drove with and without
your thoughts
night drive is romantic
but i needed to concentrate
i remembered you with my eyes
focused to undefined
flashing beams
staggering nerves
i prefered to forget
but the moments proved
what i refrain
my waivery thoughts
haunted me
the whole night
i paused
thro' roadsides
my cup of tea
it was hot
with you thoughts
but my heart
a poor chap with me
always
look for jewells
of your eyes
to accompany me
thro' the beaming lights
source inspire : neha, mallika
Today
at a dinner
booze flowing with the twinkle
of your eyes
and i was hooked to
your look alike
i did acknowledge
thro' my friends
come on sir!
your normal state
it's more drunk
breeze whistled
as no body was left
we the choosen ones
and empty glasses
defence guys know
when not to fill the rest
but
my heart
it remains
unquenched ever
source inspire : neha, mallika
i have spent waiting moments
and see off love-lost
international airport new delhi
parking space and the serene environs
i often wondered the charm of early morning hrs
my friends
a lot of
gone with the winds
i make my own winds
to see you
i know
this time
Nature will accompany me
the beauty of Lord
and its combine
my heart stops
to look for the moments
i know
you may rebuff it
too childish
but you know
child has a heart of Lord
hope is too good
and i wait
for the moments
you may alight from
but how you'll recognise me
my heart says
put your photograph on the web
but my brain
it's too oldy chap
i know it'll never budge
but i know you'll come
see thro' the air
and come running
where the heart
beats for the last
source inspire: neha , mallika
Amrita Pritam a 'punjabiat' female writer
i was not amused at Her thoughts
reason is hidden
as i use Mallika 'pics'
my heart often says
Love! you're not sincere
i ignore
and get lost into my inflourescence
my brain+heart+soul wonder
if this bio unit has turned insane
i feel as if i have a separate entity
off the trio
my knowledge is unable
to account for my thoughts
as til date i have yet to understand Her
Her one line reverberates into my 'brainosphere'
" I have uttered your name
romance at my head
lust at my soul
and found
the shallow of relevance
with you and with your Love"
my soul breaks its patience
"you' r horrbly difficult bastarad"
i remain unfluttered at its unsavoury remarks
and get lost into my inflourescence
you might have remembered by this time
inflourescence looks like a ocean to me
and i hardly forget
my tree of Love
every day i cross by
i look deep into its twigs
I feel as if
it says a lot of
i aspire
but find hard to enumerate
source: neha, mallika
change is a too 'fundamental'
i often wondered at my socio writers
why i am unable to change
my soul gets stirred
i feel the bio driven forces have to take
its own stroll
i kept waiting
in the rose garden of CHD
the querry remained unparalled
tired Sun goaded me
either book a room
else your way is clear to Delhi
i was prepared for none
my be i stand at backdrop
of love and hatred
i've read a lot of Mahabharta and Gita
probably my intellect is too short of
i happen to see the vast lands
my soul asks me
Love! don't you see it's more love here
i brush aside
and find myself brushed around
by the Naked Truth
surrounding me
Deepika I am changing the entry : I have often been to my mundanes and stopped at many a loci i. Some time extremely depressed tired practically in tethered existence. I have never received even a bullshit phone call that I can reckon with however I did receive calls from those who want to elope anu. Sometime with others without. ( the last line is poetic cum prose of course scientific in content and value.)
i drove with and without
