kuch nahi yaar net wale mujhei muurkh samjhatein' hein' : akal kei andhein'
Sunday, November 15, 2015
my heart
Nothing Deepika I just wanted to write to you. Yes sometimes you feel like what to write. Nahi painting love is quite different aspect. Yeah most of the time its the one that is required in exact terms.
slow and fast
beats my heart
ask s me a lot
my fingers can read
may be
you do not
my heart wonders
at its beats
why it fails
fetch a little
close
if not more
sometimes
fingers get tired
lone notes
may be
it weighs
what it fails
as it runs fast
my heart
slow and fast
beats my heart
ask s me a lot
my fingers can read
may be
you do not
my heart wonders
at its beats
why it fails
fetch a little
close
if not more
sometimes
fingers get tired
lone notes
may be
it weighs
what it fails
as it runs fast
my heart
Saturday, November 14, 2015
What to say contd.
you see Deepika the phenomenon of recognition or say acceptance by the factor of conflict order ( in its wide terminology ) is not love at all but generally its perceived so only even by our physiological system. This is the reason Almighty remains zillons and zillons nautical miles away from such things . Any how my this letter is only meant for just to tell you I seriously dont know why I love you.
Friday, November 13, 2015
what should I say
I have often wondered why normal is not normal on scientific basis. You may say what is this bullshit jargon but I feel its really tough to get the nerves what I have happened to write in these a few lines.
any how I wanted a snap for writing a poem but probably you are too busy to upload one that I require.
dew drops on leaves
slide one by one
hey its now
I wonder
the euphoric moments
in organics
otherwise too
why its not
a way
life can afford
I ask
may be
I find little
as little
may be the big
we fail
at the hearts of hearts
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