Saturday, July 19, 2014

May be you live with me that makes me a little livable.July.19.2014

I remember I was one day reading some poems written by William Words Worth. You also must have read some of them may be not whole heartedly. Well may be you are half my age and a factor of approach perception might have factored into. I was subjected to highest possible filthiest thinkable what should I say intrusion of very late. May be you live with me that makes me a little livable. 

she is a heart too. July.19.07.2014

I have often wondered
the bubbles of love
they refuse to budge
haughty nerves
desires too

may be

Ma ganga is pious for ever
but no body knows

she is a heart too


My heart often opines.July.19.2014

my heart often opines
you make dunes
bereft of even sands

I search hard
what it actually wants to say

I don't dare to ask

I make more
more and more

My heart often opines


Thursday, July 17, 2014

dil kaheta hei.July.17.2014

kya hota hei
aksar suna hei
dil kaheta hei
chalo na
us kei paas

kyon'
rahu
mei
udas sa

sath ho to
kyon' kuch bhi
kahana
sochna
sab bei mayeinei

ho jatei hein

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

even then I am all alone. July.16.2014

Love I can read and catch everything of your possible thought mechanism but incidentally you can not know anything what I experience or say how I pull on. I know female psyche is a world in itself and I will not open this science just for free. I am aware of your world or whole hell or say whole happenings or say whole top of the world or say whole of the non sense or say whole of the engagements in totality howsoever I never feel like seeing any damn thing of your world. Not only this I can know any damn thing near and around you without any extra effort.

even then I am all alone. 

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

I have nothing to say. July 15.2014

I have nothing to say
my heart feels

I have searched
where not

lonely paths
I have made


my heart feels
I have nothing to say

Sunday, July 13, 2014

my heart asks me why dont you tell.July 13.2014

my heart asks me why dont you tell

its a holiday
cant you find an hour 
I can breathe
travel 
where the love resides

I keep quiet

it retorts backs
damn it
your philosophical moments
you dont understand

I keep my calm