if it fits.

when I leave for
some moments
beast of burden

hazy path
lost relevance
reference
kneels of

bushes
frowning
as if
it could have

success story
I hear by heart

wonder
at heart

if
it fits

You somehow failed to come to me.

I was telling you of our voyage of Jolly Boy. Our team was busy in selective ways. Some were having encounter with snorkeling other s just enjoyed the soft beach and its docile waives. One day its a flash back I was standing at railway station of a sleepy town of sirsa. I noticed the serene environs of place where people come to feel their coming and past day as well. I have been here for a number of contradictory occasions. But every occasion got fit into and became a soothing past of an array of life since crank Harish Arora and his friend some how did not come in the picture as the hell were involved elsewhere. But voyage at Jolly Boy could not become bereft of the bleeping. I had to withdraw from snorkeling because the man assisting me was having order from these snakes. I spent my rest of one hr on the sands just enjoying the beach waters I remember you somehow failed to come to me. 

Lets go somewhere else.

my heart
tossing nerves of vacuity
it faces
truant waves tell
horizons of constraints
stupid chemistry
dances nude
my heart says
lets go somewhere
else

defined
may it not be

I ask
lets not indulge

my heart
says
lets go somewhere
else.

I long for.

I have asked
sometimes
my own moments
interiors of
tipsy twirly
I stand
bereft of
what I hope

die hard
steps of mine
ask
is it

I asks
shades
one after another

may a voice
say
I long for 

I may intend.

lows
highs
I spell something
it comes
its own ways

tell a different
story
tale after
another

I ask
sometimes
again
over

its says

I see my
spread
of

threads
I imagine

vacuum of
haunts

stares
at other

I keep
quiet may

fetch

I may

intend

This time may not come again.

Love I was telling you of our voyage at Jolly Boy. We were left on the shore by the small sight seeing boat. All of us were walking on the sands of the small island. After a while we went to an area where thick forest grew smart and beautiful. Man grooves of different ages escorted the sands like their best friend and enemy as well. We changed our dresses fit for swimming or say just surfing in the waves of the ocean. Jolly Boy is unique in its beauty as its surrounded by ocean water from all sides but when we stood glancing the ocean only three sides are visible as part of ocean. Fourth one the one at our back was surrounded by thick forest cover. I was standing in knee deep ocean water and waves were rather slow and smart as it loved and touched my body it just said where are you. I failed to reply it probably I did not know how to reply the abstract question of Nature. One of our boat co passenger  a chief conservator at profession was busy at his helms with his wife. He narrated the beauty of the environs and added he came earlier with his official team and realizing the depth of time he made up his mind to come once again with his family. I saw his two daughters hurriedly make best of their time at snorkeling. It was half an hr company with the family that was scintillating fresh and w armful and I observed the width of his wife remarks dont wait for any body this time may not come again.  

I take hard.

night of shades
walks its steps
slowly
fast
rhyme after
another

askance
I put
on hold

some moments
can I

palms free
some laden

I dont
say
neither
ask

ways of
what I

feel

turbulence
of
what it

can say of
I take hard