Tuesday, February 23, 2010

BLACK ROSES..23.2.10

probably one of the taxing and sad moments with me
my heart believes when its not there
I accept the truth
but query of relevance haunts like ever before

When I will start loving myself
probably never
that's the one possible cause of this bullshit thin around

if u assume the rest of the stuff already dead
including the ones who bring this sad syndrome close to u
probably u get a relief however momentarily

another spell of the hard stuff
awaiting u
that's too scary

why the reality takes such shapes

probably u assume dead as well
the matter get solved

the clinching point is still there
what will happen to the fighting spirit

let the Darwin takes care of it

source: shipra.v
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BUBBLES..23.2.10.1.59Hrs

its drizzling outside
the sandy-wet odour characteristic of the drops' love for the sand
it has made me see light at the other end of thoughts
u may be getting interrupted by un-even sequences
the nightmarish streams of dreamy world

but this time
I have probably scored a better
for the moment
its better with me

enjoying the Nature's infinite wealth
of love
materialism too

but how come
Nature can make the hostiles to combine

I remember
chemistry was wonderful when sodium creates fire in water
the process is simple
the phenomenon too difficult in mundanes

this time
my heart stops short of exuberance
as the water-fire
encounters the self
with millionth un-cornered fronts

but why
I ask myself
whilst observing the falling droplets and this pc screen
at one go

source: shipra.v
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Monday, February 22, 2010

CALOTROPIC ROYALANA.22.2.10

there is hardly a moment when the running equation of time
and my heart are not at loggerheads

late eve
I am too slow to catch metro for home
sometimes evening tourists walk a bit faster to me

some foreigner do wonder at my speed
but I wonder at the people who have just joined the environs
I am leaving for another way of life

imposed or otherwise
the relevance haunts me like ever before

in the backdrop of rajpath and vijaychowk
I visualise the calotropic royalanas

I ask myself
the things are better on what terms

I know
its with every one around

the daily crunch
the reality lit large
I do not count the moments
at my disposal

is that something amiss around
slow glowing breeze does ask a lot

I steer clear of the whirls
as its sticky
like bubble gums
ending no where
with meanings undefined

but I do ask
certain things
that reverberates
as the clouds of Ujjaini

source: shipra.v
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Sunday, February 21, 2010

BLACK ROSES..21.2.10

Posted by Picasa“Never design your character
like a garden where anyone can walk .

Design your character like the sky
where everyone desire to reach.” (HITLER) :)

2 all of dose who doesnt know me.....dnt visit my profile again n again....

Some moments of live world have a lot to define before u happen to define yourself
this is exactly what happened with Adolf Hitler

but where is the clinching point
probably somewhere at our heart
it knows the breaks and triggers

when I am alone out side
a part of my heart says "u r the damn lucky"
it doesn't stop and adds nothin to worry about
not even yourself

I do recall you
whilst talking to your soul
what could be the reply
does it fit at all

every looser and gainer have had thought the analogous moments
but the fittest are different
they think less
but know a better earlier
the quality of moment and the exacting trigger

source: shipra .v (the blue coloured lines are copies from an orkut profile)

Saturday, February 20, 2010

TIGER WOOD AND BLACK ROSES..20.2.10 519Hrs

I was searching the humane factor in Tiger's mistress
but why she should have loved at all
is that exterior factors of handsome features, persona, and the physical achievements have a lot to say

or is that women are prone to talkative juicy traps

may be goodies and prospective money thro' sincere-visible-syndrome faculty has the shooting trigger that makes the vaccum at your heart that never let u go unhurt

this picture is probably important in that perspective

but love remains a one way traffic even taking all the factors accounted for

but why so
my heart is too inquisitive

but I am not bothered

may Monday morning
I shall ask the flowers of Rajpath
why they are that beautiful
and do they encounter such feels around

I know they once have said
we love you too much
but we don't know one thing : why u don't love us that much
you happen to be a biologist

I look always to the E-II hutments
and the small cornered room
where u pulsate hard
with an indifferent heart

why flowers laugh with vengeance
at my silence

I have yet to know

source: shipra.v
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Friday, February 19, 2010

BLACK ROSES ..19.2.10.3.20Hrs

probably every interlocuting moment
it searches a hell lot

besides what has gained and lost

where you have been and are

I was differentiating the odours of the flowers of the Rajpath
hurrying to my place of happenings

is it : lonely moments : are the ideal
or the diplomatic with all stuff : surrounding : in too ephemeral ways : around

my senior general hitherto known for his cam posed and disciplined exteriors
probably too nervous at his "fag end days"

I did visualise you
sitting on a bullshit tv
thinking what could be the right choice

I often interact with ultra super specialists : duds
they too feel
the ideal is : your own moments

with or without
the with is most of the time too unwieldy

but we look for it as a default value of evolutionary habits

so do I
while driving, walking my way : to the : undefined

source: shipra.v
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Monday, February 15, 2010

HAPPY VALENTINE DAY..15.2.10..2.08Hrs

I was attending a gathering just few minutes earlier
at the moment I realised lets go home

I was searching u over there in the crowds
here again I am alone once again
but the search remains the same

my FM is too faithful to me
its saying " mil ja kanhin samay sein parei' "

I hope u will listen to it

tomorrow u will come to the same office
like me the same bullshit stuff
and disciplined world
but where is my love of discipline

my heart stirs me like a rouge oceanic wave

I find no reply
and pacify it
let tomorrow shall come
I will go to see u in your office

But I know that shall not occur
the reality is too heavy for me

like yours' one

my heart whispers
damn it
I can live alone

bereft of your realities

at least no one gives me lectures

source: shipra.v
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