Tuesday, February 18, 2014

I know my heart knows very well.Feb.18.2014.21.57

I have read
heard too
pothi padh jag moya pandit bhya na koyei

I have read
economics of war
Afgan is the barmuda triangle
kejriwals say it s sheela dixit

my heart says
tell me

I keep quiet

I know my heart
knows very well

my heart asks why dont you reply. Feb.18.2014.21.36

I have heard
meena kumari 
hearts stopped
forgot to breathe

she died
begging for roti

my heart asks
why can't you reply

I have seen
sheela dixit
red blue lines
peoples hanging
with their lives

I have seen Dr Manmohan Singh
my heart asks
what dark you say
is it day or night

I have seen
dark nights

peoples in ques
lines hooked to thieves

I have seen sheela dixit
my heart asks
why dont you reply 

I know well.Feb.18.2014.21.13

I know not 
metro may frag rate
steps of thy

your home
its waiting
your heart
may it breathe
a love
a smile
a look
the cosmos shall come

I know well

hope you will not become another shipra vashisht.Feb.18.2014.21.04

love bites
broken hearts
tossing of soul
I have painted what I got
some time on delhi cantt roads
with a fairy girl 
flying sudden
occupying my co driver seat

you may have read by now

hope you will not become
another shipra vashisht


may magnolias see the stars.Feb.18.2014.20.46


stars were shying its path
one by one
footsteps of thine

I have seen
wide open

some bright
catching your hand
mine too

lost are the ways
I pen down 
your love
bit by bit

may be stars can know
a bit of you

tell 
look its the path

come 
see if you can 

my heart asks
a  crunch
I show magnolias

may 
magnolias see the stars

Monday, February 17, 2014

probably my heart may know me. Feb. 17.2014.22.31

as the winds blow 

directions of its ways
I keep intact
to make a sense
what is in hand
what has gone wry
winds take another twist
I start again
thus goes
me the dude

winds do say
hei 
come with me
I put my efforts
fly its wings
to far
to away
with a jest 
wins may be mine
winds say
we here to stay
I keep their command
as they fly
I try
they twist
the game ends no where

my heart asks

can you tell
where we are going

I keep quiet 

Neither I know my heart
nor the winds
probably my heart may know me


Sunday, February 16, 2014

IQ and EQ.

Love
read carefully absolutely live in all terms meaning and the like I am pen downing the horrible sciences to literally throw away all whole hell into thread bare. 
by saying genes and the like serves literally no purpose as it has become an obsolete terminology as of now even a bloody katwa who simply goes to masjid and put whole shit there to prove his bloody non sense in metro and spoil my live environs of say 22 minutes also boasts of bloody IQ and EQ.