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this day when you find a nanone for your own
see what's written
if you read and find no words
that appease
bring you
a world ever protected
if you waver
look at my magnolias
they say
ever full
never say tired
if you feel
beyond a meaning
do swirl your eye lashes
around the pinkish
the white petals
fragrance will be thy
and love of your heart
say i love you
they'll smile
it's beyond
where the love lies
bereft of bio-senses
they are too minisicule
they vibrate
a love
beyond a common eye
do say i love you
next day
when you leave your pony tail
waivering thro' winds
they'll come
excude with resonance
of love
you'll find
it's beyond
do come to my univ
it holds
what you have not
love resides thro' the waves
morning and eves
ask my beauties around
some are bottle brushes
weeping willows
they pull the last exteriors
of your being
say i love you
do stand at my student centre
with a cup of tea in your little fingers
your lips will vie the environs
waves shall come
stir your antarctic eyes
thro' the hymalayan hair
lord has bestowed with Her fingers
say i love you
source inspire: shingly bird, mallika sherawat, shipra.v; cao office, ministry of defence, pu chd india
9/11 was engineered: she wondered
places i've visited
it has shaded into insignifacance
the whole enviorns
ask me
where are you?
chills surrounds me
my soul burns
with your flame
it asks
find her
without further excuses
how long
it has to last
may be till i last
my heart reverberates
with your rhythms
it has gone beyond resonance
what i learnt
at my best brains
things start and end
what i struggle hard to define
i ask myself
the basics of life
may be
you have evolved
from a world
hithertoo miniscule to my nerves
my brain wonders
at the event of new science
i look deep
into your eyes
to find a reply
it may sooth
my hostile heart
it reverberates
with your name
source inspire: neha c'.space
this as i
on an eventful day
i traversed thro'
the nice
and hauty minds
of my psychiatric super specialist friends
i do feel
what i represent for
it comes
a lot from my specialist buddies
the end may be monotonous
but the ground realities
of airs
and of the real life
it's phathomless
in content
exterirors
and the manouevreability qotient
of self
with live interaction of outer world
i remember
my one special friend
often too critique of the pseudo-intellectuals around
he did acknowledge
the fading truth
around what we happen to represent for
the other day
at yahoo
a beautifull truthfull heart
she did admit
better fake happiness
rather to succumb to ever-increasing graph
of qualitative expectations of your live interactive world
i do often
fall upon my e-album
just on the same lines
see my beautifull hearts
feel their warmth
forget
the reality around
i know
the other moment
it's packed with reality quotient
of the bullshit world around
but my heart
it's too horrible
it has its own equations
it prooves
and 'dis-prooves'
at its winds
source inspire: neha c'.space, mallika sherawat, shipra.v, pu chd india
this day when you find a nanone for your own
