Tuesday, November 24, 2015

and see my heart



Some times
my heart opines
why its so bloody fuss
is that crazy 
crazy is the air

I say quietly
forget
your Deepika is yours
no bastard
can snatch her 
from you

it says
I dont believe

I take deep breath

and see my heart.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Deepika probably there is something wrong with the development of homo sapiens sapiens. You can say  Nature has chosen some horribly wrong trait s in the bio logical cauldron of the froth to speak like common English and certain traits which were a part of say , have you read cell physiology : there is a mechanism of vacuole , this vacuole contains dissolving solutions, this is a highly complex mechanism of cell physiology. It has plethora of functions. I can not write a phd for you over here as its really a phd topic which I have happened to write. But this mechanism if understood on psychiatric know how an intrinsic sadistic trait is what that come off. I hope you can understand now. 

Lets forget.



stoic my ways
I take my steps
one by one
may you can feel
the stoic pains

I know 
stoic is the time
stoic the sharp
hardened hard

my heart opines

lets forget


Sunday, November 22, 2015

I know Deepika your work equation s are something that you simply can not afford to come and stay with me. There is nothing un usual in it.
Yes sometimes I pass my time on the back drop of memory lanes of say early days but some how virus has corrupted the whole soft ware , I know you being a star of the modern world can understand my English. Yes this makes it very tough to say negotiate the live world with me. This snap is extremely what should I write as if you are made for me. yes writing such warmth ful words make a sense but you see this sense is subjective love. Only a female heart can understand what I have happened to write howsoever I am male only. 

Saturday, November 21, 2015

By this time you r father might have understood that it is something beyond his apprehensive nerves. Any how I do not know whether he has taste for my poems. 
my etios 
sometimes it asks
its boring
then it keeps quiet

may be
it has 
learned
a lot
from my heart.



I am trying to make soup drink : I thought it would have been a little different if you could have been with me. I dont know I feel its taken just we take some noodles etc. cold version I dont know may be its taken as cold version as well. 

at my own moments.

you sometimes might have wondered at your heart why I have not taken the snaps of your world quite often whilst I take the snap even of a shoe etc or a fungal hyphae etc.

The stars smile every night
say something
faces shine
with its glare

words to the tunes
do say

distances
take a note

may be meanings as well

I have
asked me

at my own moments.