BEAUTIFUL HEART LIVES ON A VOLCANO..contd

mc D
so beautiful
you always preferred
hot chocklate fudge
it has
somehow
percolated down to my unsavoury heart

when i feel too alone


i go a little further

observe a bit
the vendors
selling magnolias
the love lane of ur heart
the cp

i ask for one handful
they oblige
but the girl sitting nearby
stares at me
and
probably she dares not
to ask
where are u

i pick one of
give back to her
i smile
it'll look wonderful at your ponytail
she feels too embarrased
but accepts at the other moment
her nerves pick
my lonely heart

she says not
but her eyes are wet

they ask me
where u have gone
what makes you live
so alone

i smile
with a no words at my lips

but she reads
a lot

her eyes say
an array of questions

i decipher all

dare not to reply

she is too persistent
at her querries

i oblige
and say

the rest of flowers
they are for you
i'll send thro' a courier

but she is not convinced

as she wonders

how a love
can travel
thro' a courier

source inspire : shipra vashisht, mallika sherawat, neha c'.s space, pu chd india

DRIED LEAVES..archive of love..my love story..contd

when i finished with the know how of
my psychiatric super specialists grown ups
one of them
asked
"never combine our knowledge"
at least with psychology

time brought me
my ultra psychologists
knocking at my door

i finished with the whole

and forgot
the advice

i do know the "apple" of eve and adem

but luck is stupid
always
with the love

when i saw you
i forgot
the advice
once again

the twister of my love
it sucked
the whole in the tube

i was left
with pieces

but with a diff
that it hung in space

i take one by one
and recall
your promises

that all made in airs

my little heart
it never believes
that you're not there
when a strike is at the door

i have put my door bell
off
to make a noise
too descernible

some day
it may listen to my brain

the knock at the door
it isn't her

but
the next moment
it says
Look!!
there is a strike

i keep mum

but it says
why don't you listen

how many times
should i say

you're not there
you'll never be there

it says with fumes at its core

i dislike
the "neih's"

source inspire: shipra vashisht, mallika sherwat, neha c'.s space, pu chd india

DRIED LEAVES..from archive of love my love story

i was surfing to know
when my patience
to find you
lost its last frontiers

at the web

i wondered
i spelt your name
which you could probably ignore
while at a chance of a glance

my heart
it now intervenes
too fast

i know
it wants to brush aside
its stupid nerves

it says
love is complete in itself
and it hardly bothers
your damn dictionary

but i do acknowledge
some its
nomenclature

i ask my inflourescence
"you are not an archive"
tell me
where the frontiers of love lie

it smiles back
with its buds thro'
the spring of the day

my heart again intervenes
"LOVE"
ignore it
it's jealous of your love

i stare at my inflourescence
it smiles back
once again

i wonder at my nerves

is love that misterious

OR

it's simply
beyond my nerves

source inspire: shipra.v, mallika sherawat, neha c'.s space, astha.b, Kan, pu chd india

A BEAUTIFUL HEART LIVES ON A SILENT VOLCANO..contd

i was driving my way through the busy lanes of new delhi to delhi cantt. the target was my software office expanse. i know i work for the work sake and keep me busy.

'its with more than many'
the sweet, penetrating fresh voice touched in thro my ears

she sat besides me with beautiful bangles glowing at its colours

how come!! my beautiful lady : i glanced thro' her eyes while with a nerves at the wheels

yeah!

today! i'm with you: she exhumed with a soft warmth

my heart felt more sticky at her glistening array of bangles

but i felt fused like a tube : how to start

she is too moody: will vanish in the thin air if i proved beyond her nerves
i gave her a hand written note sheet
she said" what is this love!!
nothin i keep my psyche intact in your absence
she got some of it

it read like this:

every other moment
my confront with critiques
and negativism'
provokes too intense
'interlocution'
at inner tendered
and tempered spirit

my shool day
at univ thro' the college
too pervasive mind set-up
bulling' thro' the waves
as the winds strike

probably
i felt too compliacent

my village grooming
it has a part to play

it's a part of life"

my brain often brushes aside
the severest reaction

while at work
i stand
not far ahead

my tender and pempered half
it feels too nostalgic
of the freedom
of the landscapes
as there are no bullists' around
and interactive beauties of Nature replace the dirtiest critiques

but at how many moments
landscapes"
life has its constraints

i remember
Kalidas ( an indian literary wizard of yore)
jostled and dejected
the love proved " the end of a begining"

i pick up
my navy cut
remember Kalidas
it fails
the dejection at my heart

my spiritualistic half
it murmurrs thro' hazy end of my being
Lord Shiva is complete
"he cares a little"

i get an anchor

but i fall back
and get jostles
once again

i shun my cognigant nerves

may be
it evokes
more introvert psyche at my heart

my brain
it intervenes
too late
Love!!
"it's a part of life"

she put her beautiful fingers at my head
shuffled my hair
Love!!
i like this
but show it to your beautifull ladies

my heart retorted but with no voice at all

'who are they'

she said own her own: i'll come some day
"with them"

source inspire: mallika sherawat, neha c'.s space, astha.b, shipra.v, pu chd india

A BEAUTIFULL HEART LIVES ON A SILENT VOLCANO

when pains strike me
you come live
thro' your antarctic eyes
scrubble your eyelashes
peeping thro' hymalan hair
and ask

LOVE!!

how are you

you promissed me
a lot
bereft of rosegardens

i somehow
got a pulse of your nerves

believed
what you said

and the time went thro'
your thoughts
your desires

the day after night
i forget
and i recall
your promises

i know
you never promised
rosegardens

but
i paint roses
thro' your lips
as they smile
and ask
at every another moment

LOVE!!

how are you

distances
it may tell a lot
i forget
the other moment
as
you live
at my heart

i know
pains strike

you pick out
the bristles
one by one

and your lips smile
ask
at every halt

LOVE!!

how are you

i take to my heart
the spirit
you bestowed
upon my soul

i too smile
thro' your antarctic eyes

source inspire: shipra vashisht, neha mehta, mallika sherawat, punjab university chandigarh

I BREATHE THRO' YOUR BREATH

this eve
i strolled thro' my love lane
"the vijay chowk"

time has adored its frontiers
its love
it still hangs
in the misty fragrant environs
every eve
and i see you
thro' its nanons

pines often ask
LOVE!!
we are too happy
at your
new found love

i stare at its cones
the buddy glamourous glow
it shines
thro' your heart

i know
it pulsates
over an arm length

but
i keep
the sweet glamour
of desires
of wait
at the interiors
of my heart

i know
quest to find
your love
its infinite
in itself

source inspire : shipra vashisht, neha c'.s space, mallika sherawat, punjab university chandigarh

STORMS OF GROUNDS

when you are asleep
at your dreams
it comes
and twists my loved ones

i rise beyond
the corridors
of afflicions of unions
bondages too

but it uproots
many like
whom i love
but say not

thus goes the storms
day and night
of your unbriddled thoughts

it knows
i care little
so it uproots
the littles of my hearts

jostles as i feel
put my littles
in their cosy place

to fight another
onslaught

may be
my die-hard friends

have learned

the spirit of
survival of the fittest

i learnt it
thro' the knowledges"

but my heart wonders

from where
they learnt
such a horrible instinct

my little brain
speaks this time

love makes
die-hards
of the docile

i stand
at a distance

to have a word

of this love

source inspire : shipra. v, neha c'.s space, punjab university chandigarh, mallika sherawat