hmm

Like i knew where to look for you

Hey those upper veins and lower arteries
That armature Those curves
Whom you paint on a restless night
To facilitate jumbo coils fighting bites
Sweet venomFragrant poise.
Musky rhythm ,flows scarlet vows!!Hey sacred you! Like i knew where to look for you!!!!Hurray:-)

Confusion

Its been a long journey,quiet tiring and then suddenly comes a u-turn.Changing every thing around me .I see hope .What if i can meet "it" this time?.Well let me wait and see.Meanwhile what have i done to affirm my position.Am i prepared for the worst?I feel such a travail when my own people fail to undersatnd my predicament and present and extremely inclement ground for me to dwell upon.

Once this stops!Confusion is Sacred. Chaos is sacred.Lamps in the night are sacred.True enemy is sacred.Winds on the terrace are sacred.Lets not divide the world into Good, bad,Clean ,Dirty,Sacred,secular,Me,you...Of course ,we are not saints and its not possible to look at shit as sweet ...then what is the correct approach,Some body kills your dear one..do u speak of peace?What is the limit to Sacred feelings?Who defines the piousness and sanctity?In every difficulty there lies a lesson.Laugh more when travails challenge you.Win at any cost when adversity is encountered.When nothing cooperates,let the supreme will oozeout.While i weep i want pity.Can my enemy pity me ?So do i say he is unsacred? When i am happy i want to share ?Will my friends appear sacred.I perform rituals i meet loggerheads with climatic conditions social and political restrictions? Do i stop with my convictions.Religious and unreligious.What parents have passed on to me is the religion i know.How much did i venture and re-discover the truth.SACREDNESS IS ABOUT REDISCOVERING THE TRUTH.every time. Great quest!

When did i Befriend Paper?

Every time i want to express uninteruptedly.Every time i want to present my opinion completely.Every time i want my mind to resonnate its thoughts eternally.Every time i wish i would not face 'Em.Every time i feel that there is more to be said than i can.Every time i feel cognise an urge to share my thought.Every time i need eyes along with ears to read through and between my lines ...again and again...every time distance seperates my wish to talk long hours with my loved ones.Every time i think of God.Every time i write my poems ..every time i think of my dad ..every time i dream of a spouse ...every time i kindle my philanthropy..every time i see a tattered soul ..a shattered rag ...a picked piece of soiled bread ..a humoungous will wasted on labour ....a child put to unethical us...every time i see injustice un voiced or un-retaliated !!!Every time i want to use the vocab i learnt..every time i want to feel the need to communicate to the UNKNOWN...Evcery time i wait for Thee ...Oh ...i cant stop what ever the reason BE....

Alone

who am i ?,a lonely lunatic !
i know i see my self in a mirror .
i think i feel the dual untruth fanatic
who else can it be the Measly,false terror

I know i crib i am all than just me
I disregard my inner vision
And i cease from reality to see
and i brood and suffer from an invariable treason

You still have to smile :-)

Now I feel I can tell anybody
Every minute without you is a wreck and is a tragedy
All this while when life was a Rhapsody
And now that a tempest has rocked the ship and unvoyaged everybody !

But a dingy is a small hope
It is small but the only rope
Toward life at the shore it shows ways to cope
With the catastrophe

What is the limit to Perfidy?
Oh! Who defines the boundary?
What is flawless ideology?
To the trickster I pay my eulogy !

Wild Encounters! Can be Tiny

Then when the spider crawls off the cob
i stop it and yet tries itself into its cross web
At that eternal and Unswerving approach my eyes clog


To suceed is not the question
who prempts is not the worry or sidetraked mission
its just all about knowing to beget unquenchable DEHYDRATION


Alas ! am not as tiny ,as brainless
where has it that place for a magnanimous will !So Zealous
diehard this know! then my all attempts shall be seamless

The Red in ME and the Yellow in THEE

This restless corpos twinge
Parades on thy less world
And then why thee i see
what pain what disease !,good days herald

but hundred not one i have a quest
unto thee i want to coil
every moment that curl's up like a warm blanket
when pathogenic invasions rise measured boil

hence i am afraid of the oppurtunity
to be with or not to be
and then i miss amidst every single gravity
how can i lurk else where heaven the abode be
how can i thrive else where kings their paradise HE

Now Playing!

No i dont mean it that way. Let the aura of uncertainity be retained i dont wish to clear the fog and the mist. i still should be an unfolded mystry !


Remember ! A mirror can reflect any thing that comes before it .But it is showing you the Right things Left !!!!!!!!! Hmm lateral inversion :-(
Its a great life again. Its a sweet feeling. But something is asking me to cut my losses in any plan or relationship that has not lived up to my expectations.

Am afraid i will hurt them invariably yet again those beautiful emotions. Because i am sure my social stand does not allow me to go ahead with that step toward the treasure .Its a matter of a few days and am all alone in the cross roads . I dont like this hurt and this wound this time .But i have to compromise. Thats the pay back for the exalted joy he managed to give me and for the amount of ecstacy i had gulped in !

I find that emotion and profession are at a tandem again.

Am blessedly unfortunate. But one cant see Rainbows very often.Some have never seen it. I am happy i could see it atleast once be it momentary !