may be.

splashes
I used to
sometimes on a journey
tutors told its excursion

I was asking
where are you

I dont see
then whom
I am searching

mirage
I have yet to know

of my heart

may be

brain
as well 

I keep my calm.

skies of fears
ecstasy
throbbing at my nerves
often talk to me

I keep my calm
take a few steps
where someone is busy

duty bound
it says
today is this date
season for petunia
not yet but
its like that

I have seen
some fingers
hands
palms

some words

strike me often

ask
I keep my calm  

at me.

if you can read my entries like Deepika Padukone does probably you can understand something. I know there is huge cultural gap between Americans and Indians. I am rewriting a similar poem for you

I was standing
wondered at my fate
all alone
known lanes
roads
sign boards
as well

I asked what for
I am standing here
is it
some money
I have to take
some papers to make

some food to eat
on the road side

sky was dark and deep
stars were verbatim
we are yours

I wondered
at me

I have.

I have often wondered
eyes closing with you
retired it feel
when you will come

I fear a lot
books of lots
at your hands
shall it make
my eyes to see you
at all

I have
when you will come. 

ask.

standing trees
with their twigs
mood of its making
spread their arms
winds flows
come as if
some message
written on drops
just
its now
I have heard

standing trees
spread their arms
ask 

two rupees.

One day I remember I had put some remarks on your snap. it was say 5 yrs back. Notwithstanding that I am just conversing with you. I was on my duty schedule at Kanpur. Its a commercial cum educational hub but I was having a legal job at my hand. A small hotel nearby the railway station and me. Sometimes mundanes things become so important that it makes your personality and in certain cases it literally creates hitherto unknown concept in sciences a buffer mechanism which probably evolution ladder has not provided you. I noticed peoples were happy inspite of the odds at their way of happenings. I was standing at a duudh wala corner just at the main section of the big roundabout. Lassi was good. I noticed paan was quiet different. I asked for one. Meetha and saunfia patta or meetha patta. it means gulukand and dried cropped coconut becomes its part plus another delicious flavor y sweet chatni put on it. It costed about two rupees. I dont think in your life this two rupees are there. No I am not mentioning of the draconian political hierarchy of yadavas here under /in any manner. 

clouds.

its a scientific poem

cloud is made
how
when and what
better not say

it may dilute the clouds

it showers
flowers scintillating
fresh fragrance
every moment

different notes
connotes

sands get magnetized
out of blue

cloud when bursts
it s not known

where from
what it says

clouds