Love you have heard me live.Feb.24.2014.23.24

Love
you have heard me live
felt me close set
pulsated at heart
what could be


dirty linen of mine
wrap it 
yes
not

love
you have heard me live

may it be
you can come
dirty linen of mine
wrap it 
yes
no

Love 
you have heard me live

May it be
when you come
magnolias may smile'

dirty linen of mine
wrap it 
yes
no

Love
you have heard me live

you are mine.Feb.24.2014.22.19

How it matters
you are mine
think what you feel
how it matters
you are mine

you may come
may reside
what you feel
how it matters
you are mine

how it matters
I make you
near me
far
you are mine

how it matters
you are mine

I pick my keypad it asks. Feb.24.2014.21.44

I pick my keypad
it asks
what's new
a fresh
that belie
monotony
at large

I stare at my room
the kaleidoscope
some of you
mine too

it asks
a new
a fresh
that belie
monotony
at large

write a thing
a heart
that can reside
a fresh
a new
that belie
monotony
at large

I pause
it applauds
the kaleidoscope 
some of you
some of mine

I pick my keypad
it asks 

deepika since I told you I will continue so I am running my pencil. Feb.24.2014.00.40

I have heard
may be read too
arrogance of possessed
may be positioned

I have heard
read too
the positioned

heart says
love
lets go somewhere

may be a jungle
desolate
anarchist place
may a 
(deepika I will continue.)
deepika since I told you I will continue so I am running my pencil \

a spell of fresh air
can come
where a halal may not be there

jhatka is a part of bio life

people have forgotten 
this history its bloody 500 AD only
as if geological age has not be known 
till day
why prophet mohamad the crank anarchist
became so successful
hindus crank ness reached the extremes

why dashrat model could not be followed
he was father of ram
why sita became the goddess
No bastard could think beyond
why lord krishna has been forgotten
why cesspools got created
every where possible

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere


may be a jungle
desolate
anarchist place
may  deuteromycetes 
of non sense
not be there

I know you have read'

but love
I have yet to write

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

deepika probably 
I should stop here

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says
why she has stopped
finger prints
of her pc

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says
soft systems 
erase the soft signatures
the moment they touch

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says

I know

fishing files

phatom js

but why they are shy

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

my heart says
they are deeth

my heart says
love
lets go somewhere

now I am changing the title itself as you have read it already I know it. Feb.23.2014.21.11

Love
when I was negotiating my life at sirsa probably I could never realise the hell. Its true mom dad sahara factor of hindu way of life is a science to reckon with but probably Dad could never tell his wits to me that haramzadi aurat beware of it. I remember at National college sirsa or may be a little earlier at school level itself I encountered a person known to our professor Chug of bio sciences that man wrote a book women I hate you. I never read this book. I always saw that man a friend of chug with very curious nerves eyes brain put together and wondered what could be the plausible reason behind that young heart to write such a thing which ab initio evokes something which heart says chad yaar fir dekh leingei, apni padhaei wich mast rehei. I have pasted the title so I am now changing the content of the letter itself .

I know you may not understand the simple way of life which dad bestowed upon with his beautiful ways of existential s. 
at present sirsa has only one say contemporary amphi theatre to speak like. I have never been there. During those days a bansal cinema used to be there at the railway crossing ( now its not there- some market has come up ). There was a horrific narrow lane to have the ticket of economy class. I think it costed about 25 paise. I have seen a couple of movies with this sort of tickets. Later on some other cinema came up at Dabwali road , a state of art one of those days. I have been to this one also with some friends but my memory lane is too hazy to pen down. 

I dont know but love that life had a meaning.

now I am changing the title itself as you have read it already I know it. 

tough thee ways ask my heart.Feb.23.2014.20.43

tough thee ways
ask my heart
lets go

I see you
feel my heart

keep a distance

tough thee ways
ask my heart

it changes
it tunes
its beautiful
I see it smile

keep a distance

see saw of my heart
I take slow
it rushes fast

tough thee ways
ask my heart

I may be constrained.Feb.23.2014.20.04

major goel is on leave
I may be constrained
come love
its time

wait for two days more
major goel is on leave

I have goods to give
with smile

come
smile my ways
nerves too

it may be
service with smile
come love
two days more

I have goods to give
with smile

come
smile my ways
nerves too
major goel is on leave