I negotiate.March 09.2014.03.04

I have heard
some tombs
dilapidated 
tyranny of the possessed
speak
why a heart fails
shady paths of mine

I do not know
why I dont see you
whilst you confront me
where ever I happen 

some say
I feel all the time
too tough with you
without you

Is that
corny corks of pines
barky lanes of acacia
thorny stipules
past my ways
its the time
its not the time

I negotiate

dusty storms ask my heart.March.09.2014.02.20

dusty storms
ask my heart
I see 
you
horizons of 
my present 
past
yes deepika your love isn't that shaky to handle so cool.
I stand
coss roads
all of mine
dusty storms
ask my heart

morning may come
it wipers
I drive 
slow
fast

dusty storms
ask my heart 

you may find. March.08.2014.20.01

you may find
a few mirrors
some sharp
you may bleed

I will say
keep calm
its you 
you can do

you may find

my shadows
may come
may thin
mirrors may not tell

I will say
keep calm
its you
you can do

you may find 

navu has seen 
felt you live
I will say 
keep calm
its you
you can do

you may find

deepika you can amend my entry if you feel like as per notes if it appears too unyielding to handle. the previous entry I may not resume. 

I hear your command

my steps often say
to my heart
bit a bit
too slow
soothing may it be
sand takes a toll
as if
I walk in tendom
my steps often say
to my heart

a little ahead
a less on my own
I keep my finger crossed
my heart asks
a verbatim
bit a bit
too slow
soothing may it be
sand takes a toll

I will continue deepika

I know
g stands for gravity
love may not
I walk in tendom
my steps often say
to my heart

bit a bit
too slow

March 07.2014.20.09

sari dunia hei paglai
hum bhai bhai 
na kuch sujhei
na kuch dikhei
hum nei ki hei
bhahut
padhayi likhayi

bap ka paise urayeion
ma ki neend 
sari dunia kar li manehei 
muddhi mei
ho gei 
mei bhurgai bhurgai

sun-na manhei
achho na lagei
mat hei hamari ghabrai

sari dunia kar li manehei 
muddhi mei
ho gei 
mei bhurgai bhurgai

come love. March. 06.2014.20.04

I have nothin to say about mad masses cum youth of India

its a poem for deepika only you may shut your bloody eyes brain heart put together.

come love
lets have fun
its not the way
ways least defines

we need nothin
no bloody hak
come love
lets have fun
ways least defines

we need no kids
no houses
come
have sand dunes
its beautiful

we need no papers
love isnt there
come love
lets make sand dunes
its beautiful

we may be sick
we may be tired
come love
have fun
life may not be there
you are there

come love
lets make sand dunes
its beautiful

Webster dictionary of idealism .March.05.2014.20.04

love
art has only recently developed with the introduction of hybrid brain cum tech techniques hitherto it was an horrifically kejriwal style of frabe pyar dhuan dharak loh path gamini shuk shuk ( I will continue in delhi ) love now your bullshit technique of sitting at your cosy home at bombay and clicking on your smart screens through some cranky mouse and fingers will not work . come to delhi before I reach there. love this kejriwal kira has percolated down every Indian to such an extent that every youth and oldy feels its the only bloody truth on this Indian soil and the rest are looters fraudsters and why not play a bloody nirala way of ansu meri ankho mei sach kei badlav kei andolan kei gandhi ji kei achi sarkar kei achi niti kei achei vicharo kei achei samaaz kei achei vatavaran kei achei system kei achi rajniti kei : what a Webster dictionary of idealism and jabani jamakharch of slogans to create a chaos every where possible.