ME AND MY MOMENTS 12.2.12 6.30.AM

Chandigarh a place for my unmaking

my heart suddenly interrupted

Darlin what Chandigarh has done to you that bad

my brain shouted back : Damn fool shut up

it continued

Had you been mature enough

This day would have been different

its your stupid decisions imposed upon me

the hell is there all around

I keep quite 

just listening to my infights

I often succumb to such eventualities

is it a worth

or waste of time

I simply have no reply.

source : Susheel Kapoor, Reema Kapoor.

ME AND MY MOMENTS FEB 4. 12. 1.53 AM

a thought 
as I pick my pencil
the ultimate
Nature brought
probably 
at the smile
you spell
at the
bubbly moments


I carve my moments
the fields of clusters bombs
I engage 




I search my heart
the other end 
of your being


storms have their spell bounds
I know
till 
another shall take over


I resile 
the calm of 
winds
Nature stumbled at
chance of your being


paths the fields of heights
I pay a little of mine


my moments
shadowed
as they stand


I get infinite


bereft of 


I squeeze my crunch


a run 
I love every second


at the wish of 
the whims


I care least


the moments
you give
accomplish
that I visualize 

ME AND MY MOMENTS FEB 3,12. 11.12 PM

some where on this too crowdy yet too desolate

I search a moment of mine that have just elapsed in your thoughts

is it me only or whole of the plasmatic unison I possess

search and live with the sights of your being

I skip a question to me

I know 

this is 

something too calm

no whispers

just a moment 

I aspire

least known

realized unnoticed

ME ANY MY MOMENTS FEB 2.12.9.37PM

I have yet to know me and life


my heart asks me as if you are standing confronting me


I remind it too often


Darlin


She is not with you


talking to self and imaginary things is not taken good in medical sciences


I know my heart is not at fault


you have your own constraints


and 


it has 


its own

INFLORESCENCE JAN 22 12. 10.29 PM

probably their is hardly a person who could avoid a total chaos at the alter of contradictions


my heart says
Darlin
what the hell your knowledge is meant for


I peep through the nanons of thin air


you come flying
like a little butterfly


my brain says 
it belongs to  Lepidoptera


I ignore both


but I do ask myself


at least


one of them should be right


my soul whispers


Darlin


you are victim of yourself


I keep quiet


may be
my quiet nerves are more beautiful


as it bring


closer to 


what I call my sweat hearts.

my heart asks me
darlin can you give me a life like this


I ponder at its ingenuity


I observe the picture
as if one of them belongs to me


suddenly my brain opines
darlin you have forgotten your daily dose psychiatric medicine.


I know
the in between the lines meanings to a greater extent


but I really don't know


whom I represent

INVERTED SPRUCE JAN 6.12 10.49 PM

my brain often opines
why the hell you remember those
who are simply dirtiest stuff to remember

I calm my brain with psychiatric medicine

but my heart often laughs
and says

Darlin there is no medicine for me

I wonder
why I have to face the music of contradictions

is it possible
never to love any body
in any form

my soul says
Darlin don't become too philosophical

as no body is worthy of that

But I am exposed to such acute contradictions

Time can never be undone

I ask myself
is it true

or else

another form of torture
in wait for me

my soul again whisper

you better be alone

as you look the prettiest one
in that being