Thursday, December 17, 2015

I just refrain.



I have tried your snap but its hacked so are the other pages. Its not the way to look at the things as I have a pencil in my hand at my office which every body knows if he or she lives on earth but even then my account has not reflected any money deposited in it. I was thinking had you been some LDC or the like in my work environment you could have fallen flat zillions of time at my love letters but probably you too are hacked by the money factor lets not write other factors and your taporia directors are no where in my reckoning of the things around.

I ask daffodils 
petunia are buddy fresh
just to walk their way up
they smile
but reply comes 
a little later

I ponder
may be 
I have not asked
in a better way

I continue my steps
slowly
as age has told me
you better keep intact

I see the environs
cycles do not seem
any where around

however the palacious houses
they are literally at walking distance

probably people boast what not
petunia smile
so 
my daffodils

I just refrain

Ask your doctor if he can speak truth.

Nahi Deepika you probably have not understood the gravity of the mis deeds done by Dr. Harish Arora and his well wishers . This bastard was in continuous contact with Satya Parkash Minhas and Kapal Minhas from the very beginning : Now calculate the hell he has played with Anu Malhotra. There is no punishment that is that severe that can match his misdeeds. This bastard made an empire of doctors of whole of the areas and direct contact with my previous hierarchy to put me under severest possible mental pressure with what technique not and stopped my medicine from all possible sources so that I may be proved a defunct psychiatric patient with no means to counter my non involvement in any bloody master blaster plan. He is so sick he even connived with the government doctors at Ram Manohar Lohia psychiatric wing to prove that I am bloody patient worthless against all his master minded plans( he literally dictated that I be prescribed a literal wrong medicine just to galvanize my medical problem can you now understand the hell ). Even the student doctors were not left in the bloody chakravihu . I have never seen such a deadliest snake whom I have still no means to punish. He has not spared even my kids  in his master blaster planning. Ask your doctor if he can speak truth of his mega master plan of future darling understand and read my lips what I mean to say over here now. 

Harmandir Sahib.

I have work at my hand in my village and at sirsa not only now a days but I have been a frequent visitor to my these places for the last several years. I am not Deepika Padukone whose sexy legs are so hot that she needs a security ring around her. Nor  I am sonia gandhi who is the master blaster shakuni of the lands. Nor I am kejriwal who can poison any system worth the name. If anu is a girl that is the problem of anu only. How the hell my mundane life is connected with all these jargons.
but the sick brains are only Dr. Harish Arora who will never budge. I have never bothered whether Dr. Harish Arora wants to live with how many females that is not bloody my job. I visit my village etc for my own life and work. I dont know why the hell Harmandir Sahib is presumed to be attacked by blue star operation on my so mundane affairs. 

Mali .

Sometimes I do wonder is that my poems are not capable to promote your work then I presume my poems are unable to fetch you near to me in any way but your work has brought you in Delhi at least. I seriously dont know where you are at the present nor I can hope to pick my etios and come to you  I have a work at my village and some work at sirsa and I have four holidays just in my hand but the biggest problem is where to go. I know I can take an hotel like you but then I am not like you , you see. Well previously I was having a person known by his nick name mali and used to go to village and put a stay in the room where he was in my own land but this mali was thrown away by the sick coterie of what not. I was thinking had you been with me ; the sickness around me might have vanished. 

I traverse my moments
without a gust 
slowly at my hearts
may be 
things are not that
I happen to be with

moments come
vanish with the winds

I am left
finding a meaning 
for 
may be 
for you as well 

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

of me.

when my eyes 
drop at their 
fate
I ask 
is it true
I write to you
unbridled
some times
without a thought
what I am going to write

I pause
ask to my self
whom you feel

I fail to get 
what I mean 
to myself

bereft of you
what should I say

of me 


kalpana Mohan what it ask.

die hard
stones lie
spicules of my heart
ask a lot lot

I interrupt
a little

may a change
have come

stones
have more spicules

with fresh n fresh
odours of its own

ask
you may be
a better not

my heart quips
what it ask

Monday, December 14, 2015

rides the hearts.

I thought you are in Delhi may a sense prevail and you may come and have a cup of tea with me. You see every person has hallow of problematic version and another that may soothe your conflict afflicted aura and further some relevance and together ness is developed if personality issues are not  involved. I seriously dont know why girls are maska maro with all but not with that who is their own however it has exception as well. kiran and anu are not asking me whether I am alive at all howsoever I know the defunct scenario has not changed around them but kiran is often tasked to put her sig on computer this or the other way but no body could have become sane enough that she be allowed to talk to me. any how you probably are doing kiran way. Probably I have forgotten to attach one line that I am a grown up person I dont need Dr. Harish Arora and people close to him to find a match for me as he has done beyond a tolerable threshold pathetic what not with me. 

I am writing a poem for you , its a pass time with me and may be for you as well. but I do believe that my love to you is an absolutely personal and no one is allowed to put a bloody phd on it may it be any sharupnakha or ravana .

my heart says
is it that 
you write extempore
like Deepika Dad can speak

I say no not at all
its not possible
as 
dad is a dad 
no body can take his place

I have de fumed the quilts
a few are sent by anu mom

it looks fresh n fresh

let s 
come have a feel
the love
that rides the hearts .