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the ultimate desire to know
of a beauty and emotion driven male
paradoxically twins are too hostile
love remains in the hands of Nature
it's true all the times
you may or may not believe in God
but without His/Her blessings
Love is too difficult to get realised
triggers are well deep in the thin air
suddenly a shower comes
all changes at your heart
impossible becomes too feasible
love takes on to metamorphosis
the need is mutual
but when the frequencies resonate
magnolias shine and effervesce
with the eves at your
side steps
i was visualizing
how is it
love remains too enigmatic
exotic to the most beautiful heart
probably
it's the way
how Nature manifests itself
in you
around you
source:shipra.v
i was responding queries regarding how to behave or interact/counter-interact
under a plethora of environmental set ups around you , where you happen to be
its an ever evolutionary aspects of humanes at unit level
rather the difficult aspect
that lies how to steer off yourself
what is indifferent to your nerves
it's approaching to become saint
if a perfection point is in question
the inner half hardly gets tuned to outer
wishes and limitations
it proves to be spoil sport
at all the tested situations
practically for every one
but time and space
it all depends
my heart says
hell with your behavioural sciences
i know
it looks and paints
a rosy pictures
with prickles ladden love lorns
too monotonous sometimes
source: shipra.v
today i was asked a penetrating query
do you feel if your sweet heart decides to live with you
how you will accommodate in your shabby life style
do you still continue to write rosy side of the way
or you will fall back on stupid mundanes
just like most men do after they achieve their sweet heart
before i could answer my heart's heart felt genuine unforeseen gestures
i was called upon to respond at similar question by Navu
she was on her cell line from Pune Institute of Infosys
I was happy to hear her voice
her queries were too penetrating
but i am always prepared to respond the tough side of live world
she was convinced with my response
i told her a lot
she is lit large on my gene language
i miss her a lot
time probably is too harsh
her main query was
how to live alone
i explained without philosophical touch
my heart asked
will you be able to convince your sweet heart
on such parallel eventualities
i know i am a lot evolved lot
and i would be successful to make life look glamorous
on eternity
my heart quipped
No body can know a women's heart
and you're claiming for the impossible
i looked around
my black roses were smiling
this time
they wanted to convince me
never say impossible
source: shipra.v , navu
by this time you might have completed a part of your dreams
but again i am here
my heart pulling out too much
probably i am not used to accommodate
it asks
is their an equation with relevance of what we generally described as existential
i do agree
a lot rather is only that
then where your rosy descriptions fit into
i pause for a moment
see if its too heavy truth to handle
but i know
the Nature is beyond
its simply unpredictable
we see the tip of the ice berg
but where does the rest of life exists
probably at the hands of destiny
my black roses smiles with disdain
hell!!
what is this
destiny is fools' way of escapism
i wonder
what they actually mean by their philosophical interpretations
do you and me
just exist
in and around
the so called destiny
this time they frown back
you'll never change
i accept their challenge
prepare for the another
source: shipra.v
it seems too evident when i dislike the old melody of recent past
some are too sticky and pensive
others lack the depth and variability of thoughts
some are simply too old fashioned
my heart looks for innovative works
thoughts too
so i look around me
whether live
or otherwise
may be i am too evolutionary at my inner half
my scientific backdrop has a lot to play
but today i am much beyond that
probably black roses know a little more
for what i stand for
this is the reason
my obsession and Passion has chosen you
as my focus of life and thoughts
i simply dislike the non-romantic way of life
my concept of beauty
it's hidden at your heart
that's the prose of my black roses
of you
about you
for you
source: shipra.v
i DO wait for a moment
you may realise
it's you the sweat heart
for whom my black roses
write day and night
as the winds blow
with warmth
of cold and hot
little showers outside
they have to resile
after a while
my shower shall remain
over the time
with the space
around me
may you realise
it's for you
to come off your inhibitions
and say
i love you
love is good
but even without love
love is there
unrecognised
unheard
but hurt
soruce: shipra.v
bad experience takes a lot to get erased
it's more when you internalise
what is rather too intimate and unexpected, unwarranted
i was observing new machines
a part of passion
off the time
i got stick ed to mahindra xylo
the latest version
it fancied my idea of a perfect partner
to go to the land masses
i know one day
i may decide for it
irrespective of the prohibitive cost
my heart intervened
but whom do you ask to accompany you
its too spacious for a single lone driver
i remembered and professed
one day
you may be with me
accompanying to land scape's
too far away from the mundanes
my black roses smile again
you're too optimistic
you may have your dream vehicle
but
you're taking for granted the other part
i replied
i am used to for that
they quipped again
used to what
just remain
alone all the way
in thoughts of you
as if you're with me all the time
they smiled again
you're too metaphysical
but i know
i love my love
even at vacuum
source:shipra.v
I was a silent observer in today's meeting chaired by Army' top brass
probably i was learning what and how to represent yourself on plethora of aspects
near and around us
this may be another reason of my being hooked to you and English western media on net
I did took cognisance of what happened at the rebukes faced by senior army official
his fault lies somewhere on the preceding lines
he probably could not adapt to speak a bit louder
I know I am expert at both psychology and psychiatry
I wanted to help him to come off the trauma with my experience
but army discipline stopped me to interfere in others' affairs
my heart looked elsewhere
it asked
you have to face the music of life
every corner is let large with challenges
either personal or otherwise
you got to evolve in anyway
or simply succumb to the vagaries of your live world
i remembered you a lot
reasons are hidden
may be
your obsession poses another challenge
at my heart
to face the reality
i hardly know
whether it will last the time
or
the fight to realise you
will continue
but i know
i am a hard fighter
till the finish
with or without my know -how
source:shipra.v 
i was crossing the terrace of a temple of my colony
people with devotion sat on the marble freshly cleaned and too cool to touch my feet thro' the heavy boots
my heart quipped
who is your devotion
i brushed aside
had a glimpse of the environs
simply passed thro'
but it was persistent with the question
i simply open my pc
start writing
too absurd
as i have nothing to do else
i do stare at the live world
somehow it concludes
probably its not meant for you
i wonder
what is my obsession
is it surfing thro' the waves of
what is beyond my reaches
or
else hoping for the sun to shade
nights may be romantic
but again my heart asks
what for
i somehow scoff off the persistent nonsense with me
but it quips
how far
source: shipra.v
i have searched through my books and the e-world
query is what lies at women's heart
most of the times
my brain retorts back
hell with you
and your science
to know of a non existential entity
i get jostled at the unsavory remarks
when i see the lonely hearts
i often get vacuumed to the same and similar questions
i avoid Kalidas interpretative world
but i hardly stop short of what my stupid brain opines
where is the trigger
i am again coaxed to reply
but suddenly i stop short of the final thesis
reasons are many
may be i avoid truthful interpretations
or is it that i'm too selfish
i avoid
and fall back on praise of words
i recall magnolias
they represent the rosy side of what we happen to see
is it that i am indirectly compelled to accept
what is unpalatable
i ask my black roses
they smile
with gestures
as if i am the biggest fool on the earth
i dare to ask
why
they smile again
this time
i get a glimpse off
probably i am looking for
what is beyond the prohibition psyche
we encounter day by day
i ask and look deep into the black roses
why you'r black and beautiful
is that the combine
you want to avoid to say
they smile
i get a glimpse
but now
i want to avoid
source: shipra.v
I have often wondered
why love is not two way emotions pathway
i ask too much
get a little reply
from either side
i come home
heart looks for
what probably is not there
i convice it a lot
but things remains
every eve
i drop at the door steps
what causes so unparallel
i struggle hard
i was moving to my room
before i asked many times
petunias with colours lit large
over the shades
rajpath pathway
my everyday love lorn
i look around
as if someone of them
at the least
break the long drawn silence
another day
it will
or may not at all
but i have to
so are they with their beauty
but why beauty is too exotic to me
i ask again
my black roses smile from the thin air
love is often
what lies under the thin layer
difficult to realise
less responded
often forgotten
ignored at the least
i stare at them
source: shipra.v
i often ask my black roses
what is there in you
that evokes freshness all the time
they hesitate to tell their secret
i touch their petals
from a distance
and ask
if you say somethin
their silence
and my perseverence
i hardly know
the tough combine
morning of their hearts
eves of my soul
where is the secret
i ask too often
i soothe and coarse
their intellect
and beauty together
i am adamant
i am sure
a day come
they smile
with smiles of replies
that soothes my reverberated half
with the burdens
of self
of the yore
present is trial
future too distant
but my persuation
my love
it'll bring you
and me
close to my black roses
source:shipra.v
this time
when you open your window
look at the clouds
they are seasonsal ofcourse
but some seasons are too special
what makes you think so stupid
i murmurred at my heart
you see there is nanonic difference
quipped the little soul with me
i was a silent listener to the fight
with no sense at all
a little later
i did realise
the meaning hidden
beneath the stupid words
every day
i finish off
with a vaccum engulfing me
nights are too long to pass by
so is the day
i get a sense further
may be
certain things
apparently stupid
makes your life more meaningful
at the least
with less commonsense
source: shipra.v
TODAY i left office well before closing hrs
i hardly finished my special job of the time
but i felt beyond my nerves
probably routine has percolated down my psyche
i often relate my feels to so many things
often belie my own internalization
some times its beyond the apprehensive favours of the heart
is it that i have developed relatedness
over the period to so much undefined
i often talk of evolved spirits
every time i choose to express myself
on plethora of what i experience of the time
beyond the clock
i realise someone
on my backdrop
is it still undefined
probably not
or it's a deliberate attempt
to squeeze thro' the moments
to better be evasive
probably truth is more or less defined
i search so much
equate too many easy solutions
whilst i know
none suffice the purpose
is that someone has happened to lie
at the corners
may be
source: shipra.v, ricks , pu chd
Next time
u open your papers
written message will read
but words will be mine
see if your heart tells something
do talk to my words
if they say
tell them
what you feel
hidden are my thoughts
so my words
next time
you speak
words will be yours
but
see meanings will tell of me
around you
within you
you may recognise
what you
feel at your heart
my words
shall come
with me
around you
next time
read your written message
source: shipra .v
it's rather impulsive to know
what makes a person to magnetise
to evoke thoughts for the live world
comonalities do say a lot
but why only special hearts
i passed my day
with the work load
probably i create for the happy moments
it fades with seconds
i create another ones
the focus and locus standii
they hardly waiver a bit
obsession is good
till it starts hurting you
or the environs
vaccum is equatable
my heart murmurred with a little voice
i was taken aback
at its meanings
but brushed aside
at the moment
is it
some one
simply is inescapable
i wonder a lot
source:shipra.v
quite on many occasions
i happen to dig out of the thins around
on casual converse with the seniors and learned few
i often get constrained to know the hypocratic quotient
so pervasive
magnificent
all the way
you happen to be
i discuss with my psychiatrist friends
they opine
change with the times
or face the burnt out
but my stupid heart
it asks
what is the change
it has been there
all the times
i smile
as if
inner child got the chance to defeat the senior lots
moments are there
thro' the clock
i know the reasons
but the means defeat the reasons
always
i conceive a bit lot
forget the balance
as if
portrait of
what i evade always
source:shipra.v
this morning i was a lot disciplined
early hrs enthused what probably is too difficult for me
i started life as if its my office hrs
i did ask me
what has changed you so quick
silence prevailed at my heart as usual
may be i was searching how to react
my heart says so much
i find little reply
is it that forbidden thin has changed you
nothin !! i will be again a dumpy lethargic guy after a while
but i know
asked my black roses
as if a lot went encrypted over a second
why diff things are so unpredictable
why its not in one's hand
i kept silent
but they smiled with a stream of replies
it makes wonders
the dull air suddenly becomes so odourful
heart says as if i have just started beating
ways combine into your thoughts
as if all is fresh of relevance
but why are you explaining so much
i asked myself
nothin
i want to say
see if you have forgotten somthing so important
i looked around
in a vainful way
i know its the morning storms
storming me out of the lull
but why this goes off
so smoothly
just with words
and me
again evokes
talk to my black roses
source:shipra.v
i was tuned to a pakistani love lore
it is some thing like this
"for you
my thoughts
my pulse beats
any my soul"
i wonder at the english translation of love
but the volume was horrible
so my passion for your thoughts
i remembered my univ days
probably i'vent' changed at all
lost in a lost love
the love doesn't know
why the hell is so fussy
my black roses smile again
keep cool my love
it's always like that
i hear and smell their smiles
i know odourful ways are too exotic
i ask myself
too much for too less
so does the song
but i kept the volume intact
suddenly my brain intervened
it's enough for the day
i squeezed to the sane nerves
probably its limits are too short
as i remain hooked to
what is less defined
but pervasive all the way
thro' my neurons
source: shipra.v
this is the plateform
a little too different
but i locate and search your heart
with the chieseled tones on this key pad
sometimes its too sticky and mouse stops to listen to my little fingures
but the heart is too patient
i wonder at their combine
days and nights
i sit to have a pulse of yours
whether its connected or not
the exteriors probaly vie with the warmth
it catches at your tunes
i wonder at the outer and inner cosmos
why so related
and distant too far
may be that's the mechanism
Nature have to have
to say some
to deny another
with its own rules
may be fenciful
but i fail to recongnise
you and me
and what for
source: shipra.v
in my univ
which has a lot black side of my being around
stand a botanical garden
i have had there too many times
reasons are to soothen my nostalgic feels
but i do hate much of it
my black roses stare at
with a phathomless smiles
petal too dark
so my heart
yet to know
who is at falt
i see the early misty droplets
my eyes are wet
with vengeance
they smile at my face
as if i see somewhere so much around
i stare around
leave the backdrop to quick
ask my heart
let not remind me
what i have lost
they smile at my back
the waves tell a lot
i whisper
with a heavy heart
to pay back
in similar vain
but brain stops short
of saying
don't remind me
what i have not
i walk fast to my present
see a lot similar
my heart asks
do you have a reply at all
i look at myself
say nothing
may be
woods are deep
source: shipra.v
as i cross the sands
some too familiar to you
and me borne off it
i look across the blue
where you have gone
to fetch
and aspire
i wait till you come back
may be
you take a time
i survive the least
but
i know
you may not forget
while i wait the time takes its toll
what is known to my heart
you may take a few seconds
what to ignore
and take to heart
but i thrive
the nanons
of your heart
source: shipra.v
why every moment looks for you
what is there in you
you look like so many other hearts
pulsating with different notes with the time
all have beautiful smiles
this is what
a synopsis of
bitter and dijacted
half torn of the past
yore pulled out what remains intact
the future is too theatrical to define
but you fit at all the corners
so the relvance goes on
on the evolutionary ladder
my inner half
and exteriors merged together
why the different tones of the gene language
i happen to surf
and steer off
may be
you're placed
at a different platform
of my black roses
source:shipra.v
its not that i rough up the moments
i toss my thoughts with it
in a quest
to realise you
may be
it has no meaning
but
it pulls a lot
impirical euqations around
some remains with me
i leave the others in your name
the reasons are more akin to my heart
as my brain never sees eye to eye
with the stupid machine
i inherited from the horizons
i ask too much
of myself
about your being with me
i restlessly rush to my black roses
as if
they have an elixir
their smile is enough
for the starts and ends
i find every day and night
with your being around
as i ask too often
what is after that
smiles are good
be it
with or without
source : shipra.v
some times i feel as if the fool around
i ask my black roses to come off their exotic relevance with me
they smile as if asking me to wait till clock clicks
i understand a lot
but it proves too inconspicuous to my nerves
i struggle my way
what my univ happened to bestow upon me
may be the struggle part remains intact
whilst the left over is lost to undefined parlains of Nature
i see the evolving times ahead
backdrop of memories
and my heart
too incompatible
is that i have to ask for similes
all the time ahead
is that reality that hard to internalise
i find replies
but hardly afford to accept
i see at cruelty of Nature
ask myself
is that what i negotiate
day and night
i ask and reply myself
probably i have gone a bit wary
of the nostalgic movements
but what the present stands for
my black roses
they smile again
i stare at their smile
as i find
something
this time
or
is that
its another way to escape realities
i ask my black roses
source: shipra.v
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