INFLOURESCENCE OCT 24.11

another chance to live

whilst the monotony has rendezvous of its own

steering right at the center  of the syndromic peripheries where I happen to have a chance to fight back

why I see fights

is it me

or else

the whole scenario is like that only

may or may not be true

find the romance

howsoever ephemeral

it may be

at every possible Nanon with you

but is it a truth at all

well !!

depends

I stand to ask

Its a day

too hectic with the whirlpools

some of mine

others too hazy

beyond defines

of the present past

future together

I often say

what for

I am here at all

is that

I am here

for the moments sake

I ask them

who are you

lost somewhere

loosing threads

of mine

I ask too often

who am I

is it you

or else

you are me only

अकसर तुझको देखा है कि ताना बुनते
जब कोइ तागा टुट गया या खत्म हुआ
फिर से बांध के
और सिरा कोई जोड़ के उसमे
आगे बुनने लगते हो
तेरे इस ताने में लेकिन
इक भी गांठ गिराह बुन्तर की
देख नहीं सकता कोई

मैनें तो ईक बार बुना था एक ही रिश्ता
लेकिन उसकी सारी गिराहे
साफ नजर आती हैं मेरे यार जुलाहे

I Breathe for you

often
I see

what

probably comes off
too obsolete

at another way
O'

whom I say

ask my half one
with you

I say to mine
where you've gone

what for

I am here

come come fast
till I breathe last


tribute to the fallen

We stand

continents of emotions
too worked up

I search my hearts where are those eyes that looked straight

searching I search till day
the bullets and bombs

the fallen I stand
you may call I stand for you

tender of thine
I shall overwhelm

the agonies I have

A day may come
I shall stand by

where you might be

I shall start

I shall say
you find me

the breath
you and me

combine

the horizons shall come

we stand the next

Sun comes

we stand

together

we stand

A tribute to the fallen

Antithesis

how far its sane enough
to thrive in the shadows

I ask myself

time comes
the ghost of my makings

I have lost to my hearts
the whirly wishes of the twins

it comes
every change
the cosmetic attire

I see myself
the dark attire
I adore
by default

I have resiled back
too often

my heart asks
I ignore
my steps
quite tuned
the spiny ways

I ask
at the day end

why
and
why

Love fails love

Antithesis

some times I suddenly fall short of a competent language to express my self

I do wonder

whether love is that exotic

I do ask who is more worth-full

is it Nirala

Nirala creations

his Love to Lord Krishna

Lord Krishna him self

The all mighty connotations around the lord

the worth of lord krishna

or the the love in its entirety

its a rainy day

I remember

I played nimoli game with you


'come its time again










































































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Antithesis

I have picked my pen not to write

the directions of airs tell their hardest tunes

fights of mine have just started its entire borderlines

I know

this time I will scummb down

I am not worried of defeat

my concerns are different

for whom I was fighting for