Tuesday, January 15, 2013

PARANOID PSYCHOSIS

nights of my cocoons 

ask 
where are you

I have searched you

my soul has probably retired

but the search remain intact

is it
I write for the name

probably
that may be true

I have left
to decipher
true and false
together

may be
its too heavy

my nanons

my own makings

some 
come to fast

I ask 

where you have been

all the way

they ask
instead

where were you been

all the moments
of ours


Sunday, January 13, 2013

MY WARRIORS GROUND ARMY: MY PENCIL WISHES YOU

WHEN YOU WERE TO 

U WERE ASKED TO BE CAREFUL

TIME PLAYED ITS ROLE

I DIDN'T FAIL YOU

I KNOW

ITS ULTIMATE PRICE 

SOME DESERVE 
OTHERS RESILE

BILLIONS EXPLOIT

I WISH 
I WILL ENSCONCE YOU

THE OTHER MOMENTS


Saturday, January 12, 2013

MY DEAR BOB SWEAT HEART I AM DEVASTATED TODAY JAN 12 .13 6.20PM

I know you will never read this article

you hardly know
I am here only

the day I met you

it has become 
a yardstick

the lonely moments 
the fixed quoient of mine

I have 
started 
packing my luggage

but I do not know

what is the journey

and least known

the destiny

what to talk of

the place
where I am designed to go

Thursday, January 10, 2013

WEEPING WILLOWS JAN 10.2013 11.41 PM

when ever I recall Mahadevi verma
a hindi poet of the yore

my toughest nerves 
simply shade into blues

I know
it CAN never  happen

rose gardens can only be made in the skies

sand dunes have to flow

at the mercy of the winds

my heart asks

Darlin

don't be that much cruel

can you make 

my rose gardens
and sand dunes

at least with your infinite some pencil

I sometimes see myself
then my heart

and then my pencil

it says a lot

but I do not ask it 

to run


Thursday, January 3, 2013

WEEPING WILLOWS JAN 3.12 .3.22 PM

my little key pad asks me a lot

but I keep quiet too long

may be

I see what the environment fails to recognize

Aren't we too incognito are  impulsive lot around

Indra regime made a mess with mindless personal laws

are we that naive 

ages have not made us sane enough

why we equate criminals to our revered ones

is it we are that poor
knowledge doesn't make a dent at our brains


cast is the ultimate sin
it percolates down to 
what we dither to understand

but 

why we make alibi 

do we like traps
to get trapped ourselves
for endless oceanic period/time to come

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

BOUGANVILLIAS JAN 2ND 2013. 12.06 AM

I have tried 

may a day come

you shall see

what I have learned

so assiduously

over the ages

the heart lives

where the hearts breathe

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

MAGNOLIAS DEC 26 2012 .8.30AM

I often ask

what is the most relevant and sane nerves 
to have a happening moment around

my heart says
its job and job only

I have started wondering

probably

I have yet to start

to become relevant