Friday, June 22, 2012

INVERTED SPRUCE JUNE 22.12 9.14 PM

I know 
I am too introvert


my heart says
darling I want to talk 
some one


that's mine


I see the horizons
mundane too


scan the cosmos


may be 
your voice 
have some nanonic parts left


my heart opines


create a mirage of mine


I do wonder


why my heart doesn't know


what I say it too often

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


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

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

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.

Humanity gone wrong. June 14.12 . 8.43 PM

Darlin Neha !


In this snap my daughter is seen on left side.


This snap can make me rotate earth at sweet wish of mine.


But I am not inclined to.




reason is simple.


my daughter is standing here.

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.