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When i feel too sleepyits a rare happeningmy soul remains stuck toheart and brain hardly find to coexisti remain a silent observerwhen i feel too sleepyi wake up not early in morningmy sleep gets up with meand soul remains obsessedi try to find out ofthe sweet and soothing breezeit often comes to meand asks Lovefor whom are looking fori remain calm and with no replyi know my single reply remains the sameand my eyes remain stuck to youi have seen through the pagesnet page is my choice of latei find youbut my eyes are not aware ofwhat to absorband what to ignoreit asks me as if i know a lot of youi am looking for a software writerthat can write you and your eyesbut the system does'nt support such systemmay be one day i will be able to develop one such softwaremay it be too latebut my eyes never budgeso does my souli hardly make differencewho loves you more
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 
