Friday, February 16, 2018

Deepika time is running out of your hand to come to my side and dump cranks. your failure to do shall bring serious time.





Wednesday, February 14, 2018

May be arm distance

evening spread its arms
I wasn't looking for sun

warmth of its entirety 
throbbed my heart

its me
its me Love

I could feel the cruelty
love 
own
warmth
loneliness
pain in one go

galloping winds
were too strong

I forgot

may be

you're 
may be arm disatnce

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Good Morning.

Monday, February 12, 2018

Deepika if you failed to use your brain (......) your dad shall become under direct fire of my pencil.He is just showing the traits of rc minhas.

Sunday, February 11, 2018

Dinner at India Gate

Mr Parkash Padukone you sent many many to let flow another wave of relaxation for you. I dont want to put insult to you that being a forbidden thought for me. I am writing a real time story you may understand if you have put some efforts at studies. 
Shiv kumar batalavi could not finish his desire of studies as his thought provoking brain was too fast to fit in the system. He has written unbelievable worth. One nice day he was award by the then central minister and invited for a dinner at India Gate residence. Shiv who could not find his love saw love in every one some ones fingers and some ones lips. He could never understand after all why he could not realise his love. He kept a team of friends and at that eventful evening he was with his love at a booze. He reached the venue when every body was done. He was taunted to be a yabla. He spoke to his friends is that yabla is banda. 

Saturday, February 10, 2018

insulted life

Mr Padukone you contacted a similar person : here is the real time story. Recently I was under intense depression so tried my way best to socialise, in that quest I visited a house the lady of which deliberately made me sleep with the servant in order that I get insulted but probably she could not know I have been insulted life time. 

Friday, February 9, 2018

for me

I am sad anxious
pain of interiors
tithere me into pieces

I look into 

sky may be

blues 

I search blue
a time

for me