Friday, October 12, 2012
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Sunday, October 7, 2012
WEEPING WILLOW OCT 7.12 9.PM ONWARDS
My dear Deepika Padukone
I am a product of panjab univ Chandigarh
I had a very tough time to fight the storms over there
some how I changed all into rose gardens
but I never new
I shall have to create rose garden whole of the life
only to be tethered
at the mercy of the whirl y winds
I have created a rose garden
once again
thus goes the time
have a nice evening
I have seen the evolution of cosmos
at its entirety
but I really dont know
why love escapes me
so un bridled
I know
you can not understand my sciences
I have put on my this web page and the like
but my hearts interrupts
then what the hell
you will do
with your bullshit sciences
I keep quiet
but my heart
it always asks
where are you
I am a product of panjab univ Chandigarh
I had a very tough time to fight the storms over there
some how I changed all into rose gardens
but I never new
I shall have to create rose garden whole of the life
only to be tethered
at the mercy of the whirl y winds
I have created a rose garden
once again
thus goes the time
have a nice evening
I have seen the evolution of cosmos
at its entirety
but I really dont know
why love escapes me
so un bridled
I know
you can not understand my sciences
I have put on my this web page and the like
but my hearts interrupts
then what the hell
you will do
with your bullshit sciences
I keep quiet
but my heart
it always asks
where are you
WEEPING WILLOW OCT 7.12 2.45 AM
mein to' pyar kya hei
I have seen my whole system found
fed up with ibid too common vernaculars
through the glob
I do know the sati pratha of gone by era
I have yet to find
four words
my soul asks
darling
don't you think
you are sadist of psychiatry
I do wonder
if medicines are meant for keeping to live on
rather I shall quote to pull on
why the hell
we refer to a bullshit word
fair sex
my heart says
darling beware of politicians
I pause for a moment
and keep quiet
rest of time
I have seen my whole system found
fed up with ibid too common vernaculars
through the glob
I do know the sati pratha of gone by era
I have yet to find
four words
my soul asks
darling
don't you think
you are sadist of psychiatry
I do wonder
if medicines are meant for keeping to live on
rather I shall quote to pull on
why the hell
we refer to a bullshit word
fair sex
my heart says
darling beware of politicians
I pause for a moment
and keep quiet
rest of time
Tuesday, October 2, 2012
LOVE BEYOND DEFINITIONS OCT 2 .12. 9.06 PM
whilst at shim la
I looked the moon at its full stream
Today if I see
the environs are same
meanings have changed
time may not have taken its own
but I have seen what has simply
you shall feel
I am missing words
but
Probably
it something else
yes
you are observing me
I know it
my heart did ask
where are you
I have replied it
a day shall come
you will tell yourself
I looked the moon at its full stream
Today if I see
the environs are same
meanings have changed
time may not have taken its own
but I have seen what has simply
you shall feel
I am missing words
but
Probably
it something else
yes
you are observing me
I know it
my heart did ask
where are you
I have replied it
a day shall come
you will tell yourself
Monday, October 1, 2012
A non political and non religious entry
Today I am on leave
probably I was anticipating a big eventful happenings around
my anticipations are known to me only
so is the way I have chosen my work frame
you might be seeing me live
whilst my pen runs to fight for its relevance
I am a little less prone to write these days
reasons are well known to you even
my painting of love is simply too enigmatic
probably it hardly is understood by the humanity
I have not been to any of your way of work like thins around
reasons may be many
but I hardly like
a few minutes after
may be either I am a damn fool
or the environs around
may be none
today I saw you
my heart asks
is it you
probably I was anticipating a big eventful happenings around
my anticipations are known to me only
so is the way I have chosen my work frame
you might be seeing me live
whilst my pen runs to fight for its relevance
I am a little less prone to write these days
reasons are well known to you even
my painting of love is simply too enigmatic
probably it hardly is understood by the humanity
I have not been to any of your way of work like thins around
reasons may be many
but I hardly like
a few minutes after
may be either I am a damn fool
or the environs around
may be none
today I saw you
my heart asks
is it you
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