INVERTED SPRUCE JUNE 25.12 9.54 PM

Today I was standing at Bank of Baroda counter of Nirman Bhawan New Delhi India
I was searching you 
may be you have known me and my worth


The lady officer from whom I got my passbook updated knew all
so did I
but she was also wondering why you still missed such an opportunity


my heart asks me 
Darlin 
is it so
I said what


It whispered
Love is an opportunity only


I was literally stump bold by my heart


I kept quiet too long


I deposited the money


My heart asked again


is it that


I said what


my heart whispered again


depositing money will fetch her to you


I was literally jostled out of my all senses


but still I kept quiet


my heart didn't budge


it said


Darling I told you
Lets go on car to Defence Colony Branch


I still kept quiet


it was nervous by this time


I really don't know


how to tell my heart


the existential truth around me


one day I saw you 
my heart whispered 
I said what


bullshit say I love you


I didn't 
I know my introvert Nature


your colleague officer of your age
knew 
What I wanted to hide


but my heart again whispers


I said what


bullshit at least Now say I love you


I say instead 
its Darwin law


it retorts back


hell with you
say !! I love you


before I could afford to pull out of my oblivion


I suddenly got to know
world is watching me at this moment


but I do say


Are you awakened at this moment
its 3.13 AM Indian standard Time with me
you can have a flash back of my love
the moment 
you feel the monotony of work
I know 
dedication to work
is a shadow of you


May be your half aura 
it has arisen 
to  Nanons of mine


my brain
the bullshit Einstein with me
opines
I don't think so


I know
the bank job is highly taxing


But darling
I am bloody "wela" on my seat
all the time
still I feel a misfit around


My soul now opts to speak


Don't you think 
you're a bit more outspoken


I keep quiet for too too long


and my quiet nerves
its an eternal truth


probably 
a day shall come


I may come to your office


I drive Toyota Etios
you can recognize me
it just smiles with me


my heart again says


bloody fool say I love you


I again see the horizon


I see your fingers working


and you
walking too elegant
to pick up the files


lost is the data
of mine
and yours.

Good Evening Mr Toyoda. June 23.12 8.42 PM

My dear Toyoda


I know you have exhumingly work schedule


My be you'r hooked to, at now


I am writing a poem for you on existential basis


You promised me Lexus Diesel highest model along with Fortrunner Diesel highest model


Darling my wait quotient is infinite for war and love put on peace frame work




I know promises to be kept


woods may be deep enough
to sane nerves proliferate.


I plan to visit your outlet at Gurgaon Delhi India
Yes ! Grace Toyota


nothin my reserved people of India have dented it too much


I know its a sad dist behavior of the brute force


But its a part of our life


have a nice time


shall see you through email
but don't send dummy message


I believe in straight talks 

MORNING LOVE JUNE 23. 12 .3.23 AM

I have searched the faces
too instinctively


may be some one
that may smile


my heart often opines
Darlin why don't you smile a bit


I keep quiet
but its queries haunt me
the last laugh of mine


I know
faces are infinite some
but why don't you


may be you are busy at your work


too occupied at the numeric s


I the docile
too naive
the spellings 


that can make my love


a bit 
closer to you


today is Saturday : I hope I may see you at work


written for lady officer of Bank of Baroda Defence Colony New Delhi.




closer to you
I may stand
if you really know


the dunes


I make for you


I know the world is watching me.
but I really don't know where are you.

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

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

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