Saturday, June 23, 2007
Windows Live
Windows Live I have happen to learn that jealous are too many around you.
may be your own heart happens to go the same way
but how does it matter
love is always euphoric
and it doesn't matter who is on your side
love is a force in it self to reckon with till eternity
and its beginning all the time you happen to pulsate around
its Nature's grace with you
till your present
and the future too
as it gives a meaningfulness all the way you happen to go around
may be your own heart happens to go the same way
but how does it matter
love is always euphoric
and it doesn't matter who is on your side
love is a force in it self to reckon with till eternity
and its beginning all the time you happen to pulsate around
its Nature's grace with you
till your present
and the future too
as it gives a meaningfulness all the way you happen to go around
Friday, June 22, 2007
MY EYES ARE A GATE WAY OF YOUR LOVE
When i feel too sleepy
its a rare happening
my soul remains stuck to
heart and brain hardly find to coexist
i remain a silent observer
when i feel too sleepy
i wake up not early in morning
my sleep gets up with me
and soul remains obsessed
i try to find out of
the sweet and soothing breeze
it often comes to me
and asks Love
for whom are looking for
i remain calm and with no reply
i know my single reply remains the same
and my eyes remain stuck to you
i have seen through the pages
net page is my choice of late
i find you
but my eyes are not aware of
what to absorb
and what to ignore
it asks me as if i know a lot of you
i am looking for a software writer
that can write you and your eyes
but the system does'nt support such system
may be one day i will be able to develop one such software
may it be too late
but my eyes never budge
so does my soul
i hardly make difference
who loves you more
its a rare happening
my soul remains stuck to
heart and brain hardly find to coexist
i remain a silent observer
when i feel too sleepy
i wake up not early in morning
my sleep gets up with me
and soul remains obsessed
i try to find out of
the sweet and soothing breeze
it often comes to me
and asks Love
for whom are looking for
i remain calm and with no reply
i know my single reply remains the same
and my eyes remain stuck to you
i have seen through the pages
net page is my choice of late
i find you
but my eyes are not aware of
what to absorb
and what to ignore
it asks me as if i know a lot of you
i am looking for a software writer
that can write you and your eyes
but the system does'nt support such system
may be one day i will be able to develop one such software
may it be too late
but my eyes never budge
so does my soul
i hardly make difference
who loves you more
WHEN I WENT TO SEE HER OFF
An early night engagement of mine!
I was busy to put my 'thrown out' things into some shape!
Why the hell! you're too nasty at micromanagement of self?
my brain pulled me up.
It never looks at some of organising oneself!
I submissively submitted!
But who was it?
I put a secret tag.
But how does it happen
and why?
It stirred my soul.
The train got late.
I was conversing with a young pulsating heart at a hardly lit platform of a desolate railway junction.
But the environs did evoke a romantic sense!
The 'glittering glits' were unique by its absence.
A small tea stall put a living scenario!
She asked me whether a cup of tea will do!
Probably! she knew i was fond of tea!
I nodded my head in acceptance!!
She fetched two cups of tea + 'fans'
How come you know that i love these pretty 'fluffy' eatables!!
She smiled ! But said nothing!
I took a cup of tea!
It was too good!
Is it nice! She refrained in a low and sweet voice!
I saw into her eyes before i could gather a word(s) for her!
Yeh! It's good!
But i was more absorbed in deciphering the nuances of romantic environs!!
My absorbance did magnetize her querries!
she insisted what was that special!!
I was evasive as my brain was too away from getting booted!!
But is it my brain which happens to dictates the terms to me
OR
fetches something out of this stupid heart!!
Questions look so hazy so did i
but i was too enthuziastic at formal niceties!!
What is that which looks so different and catchy!!
May be the seren enviorns of a small platform of a desolate railway junction.
OR
something else!
OR
something for the namesake!
I do know there are many movements which hardly fetch a meaning of itself.
But still we live for it!
OR
Does this interaction is so useful to belittle the quest of finding a meaningfullness of the existentials in and around our living space.
I have learnt a lot since i got to know young heart!
But she was always different so was me!!
source inspiration: neha C's. space
I was busy to put my 'thrown out' things into some shape!
Why the hell! you're too nasty at micromanagement of self?
my brain pulled me up.
It never looks at some of organising oneself!
I submissively submitted!
But who was it?
I put a secret tag.
But how does it happen
and why?
It stirred my soul.
The train got late.
I was conversing with a young pulsating heart at a hardly lit platform of a desolate railway junction.
But the environs did evoke a romantic sense!
The 'glittering glits' were unique by its absence.
A small tea stall put a living scenario!
She asked me whether a cup of tea will do!
Probably! she knew i was fond of tea!
I nodded my head in acceptance!!
She fetched two cups of tea + 'fans'
How come you know that i love these pretty 'fluffy' eatables!!
She smiled ! But said nothing!
I took a cup of tea!
It was too good!
Is it nice! She refrained in a low and sweet voice!
I saw into her eyes before i could gather a word(s) for her!
Yeh! It's good!
But i was more absorbed in deciphering the nuances of romantic environs!!
My absorbance did magnetize her querries!
she insisted what was that special!!
I was evasive as my brain was too away from getting booted!!
But is it my brain which happens to dictates the terms to me
OR
fetches something out of this stupid heart!!
Questions look so hazy so did i
but i was too enthuziastic at formal niceties!!
What is that which looks so different and catchy!!
May be the seren enviorns of a small platform of a desolate railway junction.
OR
something else!
OR
something for the namesake!
I do know there are many movements which hardly fetch a meaning of itself.
But still we live for it!
OR
Does this interaction is so useful to belittle the quest of finding a meaningfullness of the existentials in and around our living space.
I have learnt a lot since i got to know young heart!
But she was always different so was me!!
source inspiration: neha C's. space
Thursday, June 21, 2007
WHY I LOVE MY LOVE MOST
If i search my heart
i will find an array of jargons
all leading to one unending panormic view of love lost and found
but i wander my way out
to find some meaning out of the damn world around me
i stroll
i recluse myself in hitherto secluded places
in a deep hope of find
i hardly know
what exactly i want to find
i search my brain
it has damn hell of conotations
i ignore all but one
but i do ask what is that one
which i have kept to the core my heart
i search
and the search never ends
but my soul asks
if you tell what exactly are you looking for may be it will be more useful
but i know i am not bothered about useful ness
i do know its an existential parlain
and it hardly fits into the exotice array of my love lust
my heart says you speak too much
and do nothing
while i do know
i do a hell of work
but it leads nowhere
is that going to assigned palce is love
i hardly understand
but where is the need to understand love
and who has understood it all till date
my heart is full with the querries emanating from my brain
but i know i hardly can reply a single one
is that one has to be competant to reply
i don't think
but love needs a lot of sophistications
is that i am prepared for that
i hardly know
source inspiration : neha's beautifull eyes
i will find an array of jargons
all leading to one unending panormic view of love lost and found
but i wander my way out
to find some meaning out of the damn world around me
i stroll
i recluse myself in hitherto secluded places
in a deep hope of find
i hardly know
what exactly i want to find
i search my brain
it has damn hell of conotations
i ignore all but one
but i do ask what is that one
which i have kept to the core my heart
i search
and the search never ends
but my soul asks
if you tell what exactly are you looking for may be it will be more useful
but i know i am not bothered about useful ness
i do know its an existential parlain
and it hardly fits into the exotice array of my love lust
my heart says you speak too much
and do nothing
while i do know
i do a hell of work
but it leads nowhere
is that going to assigned palce is love
i hardly understand
but where is the need to understand love
and who has understood it all till date
my heart is full with the querries emanating from my brain
but i know i hardly can reply a single one
is that one has to be competant to reply
i don't think
but love needs a lot of sophistications
is that i am prepared for that
i hardly know
source inspiration : neha's beautifull eyes
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
MY LOVE IS A PSYCHOLOGICAL TWISTER
my heart often pulls me up and downand asks: will you ever be some sane looking guy!
i hardly get its kickbacks
i ignore when its too sticky to a point
but love!
its not good
it often says in a subtle refrain!!
one day i thought
lets go and have a beautifull thing for my heart
i droped my way out of metro
i thought lets see what's there at janpath
i already know a few stalls
full of funky things around
i was standing in front of jewelley corner
i was abosorbed at variety of the things
and price tag was not that high
but my brain teased me
bulshit!
what will you do with this sort of items
i kept silent
my way of behaving attracted vendor's attention
Sir, here are: see it looks too good
and i smiled in a vainfull refrain
he pulled out another item
sir, its too sexy
i smiled
it probably clicked him
he took out another item
this time i was more serious
my brain retorted back
you are damn fool
what will you do with this
i ignored with a subtle calm on my face
i took the item and paid the amount
my heart looked pleased
but the brain was frowning at my decision'
my soul was smiling
i came to my room
and booted my pc
but my love already wore it
and she looked wonderfull
my heart was very happy
but brain was calculating the money lost
and i am lost in her LOVE
I LOVE MY LOVE TO CREATE MORE LOVE
EVERY DAY IS WONDERFULLI WAS TOLD BY MY PROFESSORS
I PROBABLY WAS TOO NAIVE TO HAVE AN INCLINATION
I LIVED MY UNIV LIFE
I HAPEN TO LIVE IN MY UNIV
REVERBERATION STILL TOUCH MY EARS
MY HEART LOOKS
MY BRAIN REMAINS SILENT
MY SOUL KEEPS ITS MOUTH SHUT
ONE DAY
A FRESH MONSOON SHOWER CAME IN MY TERRACE
I WAS BUSY IN MY WORLD
OF NO RELEVANCE
SHE CAME AND SAT BESIDE ME
I SHUFLED HER BEAUTIFULL HAIR
LOOK !TODAY I WILL PUT SOME OLIVE OIL
SHE SAID WHY
JUST KEEP YOUR BEAUTIFULL HAIR LOOK LUSTROUS
SHE OPINED :IS IT SO
I WAS NOT SURE
BUT I NODDED MY HEAD
BEFORE I COULD FIND A FEW MOMENTS
MONSOON SHOWER THUNDERED OUTSIDE IN MY TERRACE
SHE RAN OUT TO HAVE A GLIMPSE OF IT
SHE WAS WET TO THE LAST
COME! ITS TOO LONG
BUT SHE ENJOYED IN THE THUNDEROUS BREAKS
I LOOKED HER HAIR
I FELT WITH MY LITTLE FINGERS
I TOUCHED THE SOFT
IT WERE OLIVE OILED
THE GRACE OF BEAUTY
HAUNTS ME
I HAVE A SHOWER AGAIN IN MY TERRACE
Saturday, June 16, 2007
MY LOVE IS WONDERFULL EVERY DAY
i have seen my way of things aroundbut as i happen to know about you
i do realise i have to learn a lot
my heart asks me
is it a lack of confidence
my brain smiles at me
my soul plays an elderly chap
it hardly opines
nor it gives a solution too
but my heart never budge
it always goes beyond
my litte brain is more enthuziastic
i hardly know what is happening inside
as if i am diff to all these living entities
i try to explore
but the results are too jargon ridden
i open your page
may be i atleast learn a bit of more software
but things happen more complicated
i add to my querries
my heart asks love if you ever let me a sigh of relief
by the way who is that
my brain again wakes up as a sleeping child
today is a holiday
i presume you too are free
my brain again asks
why you take things so granted
my soul now wakes up
ooph!
this grumbling...for you
MY LOVE IS WONDERFULL
When sun comes out of its nestle. I go out for a glimpse of the outer world. I see and feel a breeze touch me and my soul. I ask it subtly from where you have come. it whispers into my ears. I have just visited your LOVE. She was asleep when i tried to have a glimpse of her. It continued. I have read from your pc that you love her most. I know it's different and unique in this modern world> and i have tried to find your love how she looks like. I have swept through her senty hair. It was as if i happened to visit a waterfall of senty and cool water. She did say something when i tried to have a greater look at her beautiful hair with a slight and subtle 'yeh' but i preffered not to disturb her. I saw her eyes were dreaming something which i tried to gather a bit. I saw a few beautifull words written on a plasma screen of a pc. I tried to read it. I thought i could have understood those words. But strangely enough i tried my level best but every time it read that the words are subject to approval of neha. I tried to wake up her so that she can tell the meaning of such a beautifull words. But then I thought it's not fair to disturb her. But i could not resist my inquisitive spirit> I some how could ask her to tell something what these pertain to : She murmured in her sleep : nothing a crazy lover of a beauty.I was not very pleased with the interpretation of breeze. I said ok well it's good to have a chat with you. It went away but i kept on standing to have a meaningful response of the environs. My fellow birds in my nearby lawn sat smartly on the twigs. They asked me good morning LOVE: I could not reply: They didn't react much as if they knew what i was looking for. One little bird came to me and sat on the wall of my balcony. It said LOVE don't worry i will go to your love and ask her many questions. And believe me i will tell you all.
Friday, June 15, 2007
YOUR EYES SPEAK OF MY HEART
Days and nights when time remains laser focussed on you: i ask my little creature:the world is not so small: it retorts back: damn bulshit with
your world: let me remain where i want to: i pause a little: see the far-away into the deep sky: i wonder to see stars glittering in broad day light: i shake my head with disbelief: i scrub my eyes: my inquisitive instinct doesn't allow me to withdraw from this unusual spectre of Nature: i try to brush aside my reality: my heart pulls my brain up and down: it says well, my little friend face the reality: i again see right deep into the sky: i again see the star glittering: Now i notice number has increased. My disbelief knows no bounds: My brain retorts back: my little heart you have gone crazy: It says it's not possible: you are visualizing and getting self-hypnotized: My heart grows more inquisitive and asks me LOVE: better focuss better: if it's really a self-hypnosis: i once again get focussed to the stars well in broad day light. This time my brain gets calmed down: it's left with no option but to acknowledge my little heart's strange findings: i do not say any thing either: i know i can't afford to take sides: My heart asks me LOVE: you have to be fair this time: i knew the stake were great: scientific explaination doesn't support the eventuality: But it was happening: i put my low and subtle refrain: Look LOVE it's something that i don't know: You know i'm not an astrophysicist: But love: my heart interrupted with an affirmative voice: will you need such a big certification to acknowledge what you are currently observing right straight into your eyes: i was left with no answers: I kept mum but my heart asked me so frequently that i had to leave the scene and come back into my room. This room is a small and very simple space where my single bed and my pc+my tv are my only companions. I keep my almirrah closed for most of the time so that moisture shouldn't spoil my cloths. But my heart remained unhappy with me at my attitude of escapism. I somehow pacified my heart to see some common sense and not to take such adventuristic questions which do not stand the scrutiny of time and science. But i did went again back to the balcony and saw deep into the sky. I was unable to believe stars still welcomed me as if i was unable to understand what they were trying to convey me: I came back into my room. This time i tried to look all the rooms of my flat. I didn't notice any thing unnatural. I gave an explaination to my little heart: LOOK LOVE how dirty your rooms are: try to do some dusting work: my heart was extremely annoyed at my elderly suggestions: I opened my pc to sooth my little heart: After a few moments of booting my pc asked my password. i obliged it. I went straight to my friends space: it again asked my password: this time it took a few seconds as my special password is very long: But my heart waited in great patience: Some how your page got opened: It was very happy to see your beautifull eyes: I continue to see your eyes because my heart doesn't ask me any questions and remains absorbed in your eyes: LOVE
your world: let me remain where i want to: i pause a little: see the far-away into the deep sky: i wonder to see stars glittering in broad day light: i shake my head with disbelief: i scrub my eyes: my inquisitive instinct doesn't allow me to withdraw from this unusual spectre of Nature: i try to brush aside my reality: my heart pulls my brain up and down: it says well, my little friend face the reality: i again see right deep into the sky: i again see the star glittering: Now i notice number has increased. My disbelief knows no bounds: My brain retorts back: my little heart you have gone crazy: It says it's not possible: you are visualizing and getting self-hypnotized: My heart grows more inquisitive and asks me LOVE: better focuss better: if it's really a self-hypnosis: i once again get focussed to the stars well in broad day light. This time my brain gets calmed down: it's left with no option but to acknowledge my little heart's strange findings: i do not say any thing either: i know i can't afford to take sides: My heart asks me LOVE: you have to be fair this time: i knew the stake were great: scientific explaination doesn't support the eventuality: But it was happening: i put my low and subtle refrain: Look LOVE it's something that i don't know: You know i'm not an astrophysicist: But love: my heart interrupted with an affirmative voice: will you need such a big certification to acknowledge what you are currently observing right straight into your eyes: i was left with no answers: I kept mum but my heart asked me so frequently that i had to leave the scene and come back into my room. This room is a small and very simple space where my single bed and my pc+my tv are my only companions. I keep my almirrah closed for most of the time so that moisture shouldn't spoil my cloths. But my heart remained unhappy with me at my attitude of escapism. I somehow pacified my heart to see some common sense and not to take such adventuristic questions which do not stand the scrutiny of time and science. But i did went again back to the balcony and saw deep into the sky. I was unable to believe stars still welcomed me as if i was unable to understand what they were trying to convey me: I came back into my room. This time i tried to look all the rooms of my flat. I didn't notice any thing unnatural. I gave an explaination to my little heart: LOOK LOVE how dirty your rooms are: try to do some dusting work: my heart was extremely annoyed at my elderly suggestions: I opened my pc to sooth my little heart: After a few moments of booting my pc asked my password. i obliged it. I went straight to my friends space: it again asked my password: this time it took a few seconds as my special password is very long: But my heart waited in great patience: Some how your page got opened: It was very happy to see your beautifull eyes: I continue to see your eyes because my heart doesn't ask me any questions and remains absorbed in your eyes: LOVE Tuesday, June 12, 2007
REMEMBERING MY LOVE
AS I HAPPEN TO ARRIVE IN MY NESTLEI RECALL SO MANY THINGS AND OCCURANCES
I TRY HARD TO KEEP ME INTACT
BUT THE AIR IS FULL OF STORMS
I HAVE LEARNED A LOT TO LIVE WITH IT
I STRUGGLE HARD
I FIND HARD
MY HEART SAYS
LOVE, WILL YOU FIND A SOLACE
I DO NOT PROMISE THE ROSES
I KNOW ITS VERY DIFFICULT TO PROMISE
AND HARD ONE TO KEEP IT
BUT THE HEART NEVER BUDGEs
I SHUFFLE MY MEMORIES
TO KEEP THE BEAUTIFULL ONES
MY HEART ASKS
LOVE, WILL YOU EVER FIND A NICHE
I STOP SHORT OF ANOTHER PROMISE
MY HEART KNOWS IT MATTERS NOTHING
ITS WAY OF ASKANCE
MY WAY TO NEGOTIATE
MAY BE ONE DAY A BREEZE MAY COME
LIKE THE STREAM OF SOOTHING WATER
A WISH OF EVERENDING CONSEQUANCE
MAY BE I AM TOO COLSE TO MY HEART
MAY IT IS CLOSE TO SOME ONE ELSE
SOURCE INSPIRATION ; NEHA C's space
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