Nothing Deepika I am sick very sick today, viral fever has literally made my backbone pain like I cant tell you, I was thinking had you not been busy at your work you must have come to me to atleast give me glass of water.

is it not enough

dark and white 
crystals of my heart
I have yet to make
see if 
it fits at all

my soul whispers
is it not enough

asks my heart.

narrow 
stinky
why the stuff is so boring
asks my heart

daffodils smile
where the crowdy crunch
find its fag
end 
end is thy world

asks my heart

I know
its with me

a time
a spell 
comes
with another quest of mine

some laden
shallows

I ask instead
lets see

Deepika through you I am conveying this message to my real sister that I am not interested in any female reason is that the moment a female happens to live with me all my assets which are the bonafide right of ricky only will go to that female. 

Deepika I was thinking to discontinue writing poems to you as I feel it is creating a havoc situation some where , which I never intended. If at all I discontinue then  I dont have a life line to survive the pathetic life which I have happen to live with so kindly suggest after discussion with your mom ujjala ( I am not using this letter for any body else except that you yourself on earth ).

I smile again

I search the buds
they are fresh'n fresh
time has just smiles
wonders of Nature
I look one by one

I know
time has buds
I know
I have fresh'n fresh
to match the smile
hearts'n at hearts
of mine

some how it says
I am the ultimate

I smile again

I know the ground reality is boring and dull , I will try to paint love in a poem : sometimes later on. Deepika I dont know how you negotiate the world around.