Friday, June 22, 2012
INVERTED SPRUCE JUNE 22 .12 . 7.59 PM
Today when I was dethroning the lies of the world
I did recall you
but I really don't know
why I remember you
whilst its known on my head
the thorny bushes
the arid zones
the endless horizons
Is it we have to live in ellutions only
may be the replies are questions itself
my heart says
darling you are going younger
as the days pass by
I keep quiet
I know my heart
but I do wonder
when
my heart shall know me
I did recall you
but I really don't know
why I remember you
whilst its known on my head
the thorny bushes
the arid zones
the endless horizons
Is it we have to live in ellutions only
may be the replies are questions itself
my heart says
darling you are going younger
as the days pass by
I keep quiet
I know my heart
but I do wonder
when
my heart shall know me
Thursday, June 21, 2012
INVERTED SPRUCE JUNE 21 .12 9.05 PM
My Dad hardly had a life privileged with a fan during summer days.
The one I remember is a hand driven ceiling but like a big parda
I live my Dad's life
I know its a notional in meaning
but love is what you conceptualize
else its just bullshit nothing
Its something otherwise too
probably every heart has own world
some match able
the rest remains the damn unfit nerves
When I see I am misfit every where
I do not remember my Dad
my heart asks
is it a science
I say
probably yes
its says again
then explain
I keep quiet
I know
my heart is itself the problem creator
but I always hide
the impossible notions around
The one I remember is a hand driven ceiling but like a big parda
I live my Dad's life
I know its a notional in meaning
but love is what you conceptualize
else its just bullshit nothing
Its something otherwise too
probably every heart has own world
some match able
the rest remains the damn unfit nerves
When I see I am misfit every where
I do not remember my Dad
my heart asks
is it a science
I say
probably yes
its says again
then explain
I keep quiet
I know
my heart is itself the problem creator
but I always hide
the impossible notions around
Sunday, June 17, 2012
INFLORESCENCE JUE 17,12 12.43 AM
me and my heart
stolen by the hypo crates
ask me
at every second
where is my love
I ask instead
at every corner
beauty is there
but darling
you are that beautiful
no one accepts you
a fit guy around
some see your physique
the golden guys
the empty lines
the destiny of
wisdom infinite
the mirage of my love
strikes
as if
my love is just at my hand's distance
while I know
tu kahin bhi nahin hei
stolen by the hypo crates
ask me
at every second
where is my love
I ask instead
at every corner
beauty is there
but darling
you are that beautiful
no one accepts you
a fit guy around
some see your physique
the golden guys
the empty lines
the destiny of
wisdom infinite
the mirage of my love
strikes
as if
my love is just at my hand's distance
while I know
tu kahin bhi nahin hei
Thursday, June 14, 2012
LOVE FEELS EXPRESSED ON A WASTE PAPER JUNE 14.12.10.02 PM
A day after
I saw you working
little fingers of thine
I did wonder
why distant dreams
floated
I remained at work
catching some.
I put my best
but lost in oblivion
I still catch
some of it
oblivion strikes back
I do feel
the lost moments
that make live
some of your moments
Some how you make me understand
how it happened
I lost faith
Wherever I thrive hard
I make sand dunes
Love !! you bestowed
at a factor of chance
It gets blown away
I make a mirage
of your being around
A mirage of love
dew drops
lit large with
the fragrant feels
you gave
I still search
some of them
touching my heart and soul
I do ask myself
why you couldn't afford
a few steps
I take
every eve
to find
Where my love got lost.
written for lady officer of Bank of Baroda Defence Colony New Delhi. India.who handled my case of loan for my flat at Noida.
I saw you working
little fingers of thine
I did wonder
why distant dreams
floated
I remained at work
catching some.
I put my best
but lost in oblivion
I still catch
some of it
oblivion strikes back
I do feel
the lost moments
that make live
some of your moments
Some how you make me understand
how it happened
I lost faith
Wherever I thrive hard
I make sand dunes
Love !! you bestowed
at a factor of chance
It gets blown away
I make a mirage
of your being around
A mirage of love
dew drops
lit large with
the fragrant feels
you gave
I still search
some of them
touching my heart and soul
I do ask myself
why you couldn't afford
a few steps
I take
every eve
to find
Where my love got lost.
written for lady officer of Bank of Baroda Defence Colony New Delhi. India.who handled my case of loan for my flat at Noida.
Monday, June 11, 2012
INVERTED SPRUCE JUN 11.12 .10.49 PM
I have a typing pad
A truth which has the prowess to touch every heart and brain
My heart asks
why the bullshit big words are used for nothin around
I stop a while
see if I am really using what I have said
My heart interrupts again
Do you feel I am damn fool with you
I take a deep breath
and see
if you are
some where
in the infinite some cosmos
that I can scan
at the sweet wish of mine
time and space stops
at the touch of my finger
but I really asks my self
where is my heart.
A truth which has the prowess to touch every heart and brain
My heart asks
why the bullshit big words are used for nothin around
I stop a while
see if I am really using what I have said
My heart interrupts again
Do you feel I am damn fool with you
I take a deep breath
and see
if you are
some where
in the infinite some cosmos
that I can scan
at the sweet wish of mine
time and space stops
at the touch of my finger
but I really asks my self
where is my heart.
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