FIRST LOVE

i often use pictures of Mallika Sherawat ( a bollywodian heart throb for many in india)
my heart pokes me too many a times
it's not sincere
it knows
i hardly develop a taste of bollywood
it says, tell me your real intentions

i laugh at my stupid nerves
the reason is probably
i look for heterogenetic combinations

my twister Love asked
is it that instinct
which goes into making a first love?

i was rather more magnetic to her eyes
and damn interested in bullshit philosophize every thin around

well!
for me
it's your eyes only

she felt sad at my escapist replies

i wondered
how come beauties have come
at the thoughts of the All-mighty

is it the source of magnetism
which He construed
to be essential
to make the universe
have an everlasting working phenomenon

But my heart pulled me up
hell with you
and your meaningless thoughts

tell me
what is a beauty?

i held her hand
in a quest to find a meaning
for myself

she felt as if
a reply may be there, at the least

but i knew
it's the wrong start
(to be continued)
source inspire: neha. mallika, shipra.v, pu chd india

FIRST LOVE

this eve
i strolled my way
thro' vijay chowk

it looked poised
for a new eve

She waited for long
till i could notice

her height matching
the enviorns
with blue zeens and creamy top
but no winter clothes
probably her hair
it sufficed the purpose

i saw her eyes
and the lights of North and South Blocks
match was good
but i noticed Antarctica
at the door steps of the conference hall (Parliament bldg)

before i could say
hei and hello!
she came running
crashing thro' the winds
hugged me to the extremes

guards could feel
their heart-throb

i looked
as if my height has vanished
under the glow of her scintillating lips

she spoke with warmth
Love!
tell me!
What is a first love?

i struggled thro' her flowing hair
to find a reply

she was too eager
to find her choice

relunctant as i was
she picked a straw
i will poke your inner conscience
if you dither a further

i was amazed
at her naughty nerves

Love!
i spoke soft
you're asking me
combine the world's whole knowledge
to go surf in nano seconds

(to be continued)

source inspire: neha, mallika sherawat, shipra.v, pu chd india

MIST

event full day
as it happened to be

a young lad at his unfurled twenties
saw the magnetic vacuum

Lord asked
betrayal will haunt
at your love lorn
forlorn thy fate
youngs will dither
to have a sigh off

Faridkot a town of Punjab
a state of India

the lad was demanded
Let there be a shower of sugar

The Lord was on his side
so ran the roost

the thirsty people
saw at their wits end

why couldn't we ask for else

the lad lost the love
so he became a saint

thus goes the folklore

i too often
get up
with/without my sleep
recall your auora

and find
the sugar
all-around

source inspire: neha c'.space, mallika sherawat, shipra.v; cao office min. of defence; new delhi, pu chd

"KING KHAN FACTOR"

i knew
since my univ days

india is a land of
"paradoxes"

i drove my way to work place
thro' narrow high lanes of delhi

a beggar at his "mids"
probably shrivelled

morning chills

with his "classic fag"
adorn his aging fingers

my heart quipped
he wants to rule delhi

i ignored
my heart plays
naughty nerves
where i choose to go

but my soul is too fair
it says
probably they are the "Kings"

my brain interrupted
"bullshit"
it's slave instinct

i saw thro' the environs
as usual it looked with the stark realities around

my heart
quippped again

Love!
it's King Khan factor

source: pu chd

TWIGS

i drove my way to my univ
stopped near a fucus tree beside hostel no 2 (girls)

it asked me
how come so late my love!

i peeped thro' its twigs
the inflorescence hangs like rhythms of my heart

i saw my atomic watch clicked zero

my stupid brain
it asked
where is your bio-tech-watch

i took a long
to see you
some time under a shower

i did realise
the elixir
of your droppy hair

i thought to taste a bit

time ran the roost

i picked my time
and lost you

i get my time
but look thro' the horizon
where you have gone

may be
to fetch
a solace for me

and my uncanny nerves

i could realise
then
and now

may be
my love
it's beyond

source inspire : neha, mallika sherawat, shipra.v, pu chd india

BROKEN HEART

I've asked my stupid necessary evil
many times over the time
in softways
live in reality

it dithers away
spewing lava
fuming words
with disdain
'hell! with you
and your stupid world around"

i fetch
so good things
look my little friend!!

it shows
the dirtiest nerves
around
and kills
my last efforts

i wonder
if it's so
around the environs

i find
hard of reply

i asked my close friend
how you feel
so normal
absorbed at your worldlies

it showered
but flowers were not there
i got the essence
took a step ahead

i search my bio-facilitated soul
it opines
may be
you have miles to go
before you catch some flowers

i wonder
if miles can fetch
and solace my heart

source inspire: neha, pu chd

TIMES OF NEW REFERENCES

it's another celebration

at my univ days

our learned professors often had an unusual remarks

just off the foot note of their sayings

we celebrate

just to forget the celebrations

my little brain

it works hard

till date

to find a meaning out of such fathomless wisdom

time and space brought the ultra scientific wizards

but could not do far away

i was on way to my 'night shelter'

this time my inflorescence

it looked tired

i snared thro' the dark

its heart pulsated profuse

i left the scenario

with another vacuum

a few steps ahead

vijay chowk paved way to v.i.p 'ambasadors'

and surprisingly

they honked too docile

to make it hear like a piano note

i remembered Banazir Bhutto

probably her soul

it has changed our v.i.p(s)

but if it has

a ref beyond

i ask myself

source inspire: neha, mallika ,shipra.v,pu chd india