INFLOURESCENCE NOV 26 .11.12,17 am

my world has changed
but probably this infinite source
it has yet to unfold its horizons

I do know that cipher language
that is understood by one
for whom its written

but my heart says
hell with your know how

I know
monotony is an ever evolving weaponry system

probably Nature makes
its own sand dunes

only to be blown
by its own merciless winds

I know
some of them survive
the severest storms

INFLOURESCENCE NOV 22 .11. 11.04 PM

I often surf through my collection of snaps

my heart asks

Darlin these are too life less

I wonder
what my heart wants to prove

But I keep my silence intact

Not because that I know no reply

its rather
I know
what my heart can't afford to understand

why I am so enigmatic
at my own nerves

I do ask myself

who is there
that can have a shadow
at least

I again avoid my own queries

my heart is fed up with my way of taking things so silent

I murmur to my soul what should I tell to this spoilt child

there is hardly anything

that is everlasting

It interrupts

what the hell you want to prove

I say nothing

but I know
I have replied a lot

is that
my heart is so senseless

or else
senses have become too obsolete

to the exotic

I have happened to have

FLOWER BOY NOV 21.11 12.05 AM

I've yet to sleep
its already morning hrs

its not an unusual time
I am late
practically at every second with me

my heart murmurs
what the hell is going to happen
if I sleep

I understand
a bit of it

last working evening hrs were just full of such shallow moments of mine
the eternal factor
with or without

a boy with orchids
probably going to deliver to some rich man around

I asked
what's this flowers like

reply was = "orchids"

I could feel
its too stoic
as he had least relevance
at the beauty at his hand

probably like me

INFLOURESCENCE NOV 18.11. 9.51 PM

what is that
my heart and brain vie each other
is it you

I ask my eyes
why you fail every time

is it
you are invisible infact

but why I don't accept
the reality around me

I often quarrel with my soul
when you shall realise

it says
that would be the final say

I ask myself

is that
I am waiting for that only

INFLOURESCENCE 16.11.11 .4.03 AM

I do wonder
is it you who make me arise at such odd hrs
just to write
that hardly make a sense to reality

I was searching your fingers

bullshit tax statement

come on !! darlin

I could have made my own one
with a little word to my staff

why did I do so natural

Probably
I wanted to know

why Nature is so dexterous
to make fool of us

May be
at too many occasions

least known to us

INFLOURESCENCE NOV 15,11 3.32 AM

At this hr cosmos may be redirecting its transforming ways

I am lost to find
what has lost
where I stand
and for what

yesterday again I was waiting for my yrly bank numerics
a mundane for tax routine

I was lost some where
to find the relevance of routine

I know Nature has nothing
but for routine

the other part that it boasts of
its probably the unmaking of its might

but why I get swirled into

probably the unmaking of mine
they start before one ends

I ask myself
how many ends

cool it darling
my shadows disappear in the thins

why I disappear
and where

I search my heart

monotony of self
or of the environs

I do realise
its an array
endless conflicts
Nano fronts
of my War empire

INFLOURESCENCE NOV 5.11

I have seen the lonely hearts
often wondered why they are so
is it the time or the space constraints

does it really matter
love is necessary

but my heart says
love is always conditional

does it mean
its nothing but conditional quotients

I peep through my psychiatric know how
it too fails

is it that loving thyself is the ultimate solution

Know how fails itself

may be
lonely moments
they are a de facto reality

my heart asks again

I keep mum

reasons may be plethoric

but I know
every heart is lonely

who has a little brain
to reckon with