Shades fly past.

wild plants 
look glamours
smart beauty is thee ways
shallows of my heart
speak to 
winds of oblivion
strike
as I wing past
sorrows
bristles of 
made by sparrow
red rose is good
it may bring her
thus heard my heart
toddler I stand
till day

smart is thee
winds are beautiful
song s of her
bring
what I know
bit by bit
as shades
fly past

Punjab Univ Chd.

there used to be a good excursion part during univ time and one day Prof Viz softly said try to have the moments with you but probably that sane person did not know of Sunita Minhas syndrome. We as a de facto naive chaps assimilated too much of his advice and today my heart says are you sure Deepika will not go punjab univ Chd. 

Good morning deepika my email to kiran is sufficient for your intelligent brain but stupid heart.

we have deleted this post and its beyond stake. reference is made to latest order whereby deepika is to come in this house and we further make it beyond stake.

my ways

thorns smile at my face
as winds promise
I make my dunes
resonate with your love
wonder
why 2007 has took so long 
to merge at 2016

promises belittle
as I stride fast
faces adore
what I know least

eves pass one over another
my little heart
asks
why its that 

I know
but keep quiet

may be
quiet are
my ways 

Good Morning love
wings may come
reside at your soul
come flying
attire my ways
things apart
longing is the buzz
it tells
every second
air accompanies me
with accolades
of your love

is it true.

sometimes I do ask
why I love you
my haughty nerves 
find alibi
where ever I go
sometimes environs speak
its not you
its she who loves you
I reply 
in a disdain
is it true.