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is it our instinctive existence puts a lot
to make the pen move
may be
its too impulsive querry
all the round of our existence
in our formative small days
we have never ending equations
we may skirt with the compulsive mundane
but we live with it by default
is that our inner beauty effervesce
and we relate ourselves
with the existential beauties around
but why only the female beauty
is that female connotes
what lies at the heart of a beauty
may be true
in my botanical world
but it's extremely tough question
hitherto it has dubious results
but some females do excel in that
is that our obsession
may be too simplistic sadism of self
source: shipra.v
the moments i've with you
it was the reference for me
of the life around
a see saw course of happiness
you when gone over the end
where probably i have no space
to negotiate
to ask for
i see what is there
more related
to make me
like you
the ever reverberant
i looked thro' the enviorns
i know its the ever ending equations
my univ told me
love me
for love sake
but i fell in love with it
now i see the effervescent love
too exotic to me
i wonder a lot
why this love is so magnenimous
is that
i have to see around
to the time to come
and let it go
with its magnenimous lustrous waves
and me
the ever energetic to equate
with it
but see it
at a distance
the parameters of which
i negotiate
day and night
with your love
source : shipra.v
Time asked me
a lot at the corners of exuberance
i somehow
gathered a sense of lot
what i left
still stirs my soul
out of ocean of thoughts
with a stream
of nanonic relevance
while i struggle my way
to make a sense out it
leave the rest
with itself
i wonder
if i have to laugh
or
remain calm
at the corners
i encounter
by default
source: shipra.v
too obsessive of my choices and affiliations
i do ask myself
where do you stand
or
if at all
i get
unsavoury remarks
from my heart
with an ever jealous obsession of its instincts
i ignore too much
so does it
may be
both of us are constrained
of reality
within and without
but why
ask my little soul
with a penchant desire
to fly past
my world of inhibitions
of buts and whys
i stare at me
without a glass
thro' your eyes
and ask again
dotted lines storms my brain
with your thoughts
at every dot
source: shipra vashisht
Its morning and eves together
i start my moments
atuned to
little known
lesser seen
but my heart
it pulsates
ask
where are you
i ask
pull it some ways
after
a lot
i steer clear
of what i feel
about your being around
may be i serarch for reality
and my heart
its your thoughts
source: shipra.v
Probably harsh realities drive too straight a wall
to climb
and a heart comes to its help
may be
not known to you
live or otherwise
it has a lot to speak about
may be
you become in two parts
one is your reality
another your friend
the parallel
it equates you the finale
of life
and its plethora
but if we really adapt ourselves
to the harsh realities
may be not
probably that's too natural
and succumb to the eventualities
but that's way
things are around
hope is best
for the time sake
source: shipra vashisht
Some of the past
a little present
jostle me out of the calm
i guide the self and related
to a equatable acceptance
find too hard
to drive a balance
may be
things are too tough
every moment
i have to srive hard
i leave some of it
at the fait accompalish
whilst
taking a stroll
with a lot
i steer my way
to the new ways
with fumbles too often
and guide my soul
with your thoughts
this time
i am more pragmatic
as i work hard
to steer clear of obstacles
hurdles too
is it that
you happen to lie
more often
with my soul
source: shipra vashisht
I HAVE not sincere environment: the ubiquitous inner feels
probably the modern tech savy world is facing what is expected of a high change prone exteriors
but the reply is equally hard to define
why suddenly this change
may be
it was lying in di-morphed stage hitherto
and the only difference is
realisation at unit level
and now
it has become more a personal evantuality
expectation quotient
taking its toll
of every pulsating heart
the error of humane psyche
has come to lie at the surface
may be
we need to think beyond
but what is that
beyond factor is too hazy
so are our expectations
with the consequent frustrating feels
but its a byproduct of the tech driven culture
let's adapt to it
or lie deserted
with the more evolved scenario all around
source : shipra vashisht
often i ask myself
with evolved and learned intellect
how far I live only with thoughts
i find hard to reply
truth is too tough to negotiate
i know
Nature has evolved this aspect
to difuse the time bomb
at our soul
but cruel thoughts
or otherwise
the mainstream of life
i wonder its relevance
is that
beggars are not choosers
or
we strive hard
let the reality takes shape
in tune with our thoughts
with the blessings of Nature
may be we do a lot more
and live with it
as a default value
source: shipra vashisht
surfing thro' the lives of the happenings around keeps the sole query intact
how some are more worthy of being happy
or strive a better lot
with the environs around
i was reading Amitabh Bachan's inner visualized remarks to equate himself with the ocean currents and negotiate a meaning out of his life
why we confront such evantualities
at the day end
is that
LOVE of the day is surfing away from us
and we
in vainfull way
struggling hard
to get a glimpse of HER
may be
truth is too meaningless
for too many
so is ours lives
see the buds
and leaves together
to have another day
source: shipra.v
Love is the simplistic happening in the eyes of pscho-analysis
real time world has different note to add
it's the most difficult conotation
i toss my ideas neither way
when it happens its too simple
contrarily its the hardest rock to break even
post-mortem analysis runs into thousands of pages
is that life is that naive
to accommodate
depends
but love has too diverse aspects
on the surface of it
so are our interactions
but why the fuss about
and that too much
may be that's another way of happenings
but love is different always
but what is that
may be
your inner half knows better
source: shipra.v
I do wonder
whether if
i have it
or a shadow of reality
creates the horizons
of self deceits
may be
its another striving moments
of survival instincts
i have internalized
thro' the pages
i read at my alma matter
is it
still i have a lot to say
may be very less
as i see you
at your orkut profile
for the small movements
and wonder
the very meaning of my inner waves
with a vaccum of unforseen
is it so
i ponder
at my heart
source : shipra.v