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2009-12-14T06:09:00.001-08:00

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2009-12-01T07:05:00.001-08:00

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chemotherapy

2009-12-01T06:45:00.000-08:00

Tuesday, December 1, 2009
CHEMOTHERAPY..01.12.09
TODAY probably the toughest working day
I was expected to do conduct an apex body of Senior hierarchy
I noted the possible points

but my heart is too nervous
how to create the official notes out of the stuff uttered so lengthy

I know I can and would make the success to come
but the anxiety runs the roost
till I pick my pen tomorrow

so is the moments every day and every moment
the work being the relevance of the heart and nerves together

I do miss the warmth and ocean inc support
probably this luxury has bypassed

the cruelty of Nature

survival is the fittest
or the other way around

so it goes with the ' waves' of thoughts with me

I sometimes realise
its with every body
hot seats are too hot to handle
enigmatic too
the uncertain factors
taxing matter and results too

Way back
I listened calm
the heart spoke at length
the broken wavelengths with vengeance

you spoke with liberal verbatum
but I couldn't make out
whether you're standing
at arms length

I did wonder
whether such equations are that prevalent

probably yes

I did recall your absence
after another seconds
probably your ghost
it shadows me every where

may be I do realise
you never leave me either

its your Aura and its nanonic presence
at my psyche

may be
that makes the toughest
more challenge able

And

I accept the challenge
for another innings

may be
its love
or love of the work
or
love of your being
around me

source: shipra.v
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2009-12-01T06:41:00.000-08:00

CHEMOTHERAPY..01.12.09

2009-12-01T06:11:00.000-08:00

TODAY probably the toughest working day
I was expected to do conduct an apex body of Senior hierarchy
I noted the possible points

but my heart is too nervous
how to create the official notes out of the stuff uttered so lengthy

I know I can and would make the success to come
but the anxiety runs the roost
till I pick my pen tomorrow

so is the moments every day and every moment
the work being the relevance of the heart and nerves together

I do miss the warmth and ocean inc support
probably this luxury has bypassed

the cruelty of Nature

survival is the fittest
or the other way around

so it goes with the ' waves' of thoughts with me

I sometimes realise
its with every body
hot seats are too hot to handle
enigmatic too
the uncertain factors
taxing matter and results too

Way back
I listened calm
the heart spoke at length
the broken wavelengths with vengeance

you spoke with liberal verbatum
but I couldn't make out
whether you're standing
at arms length

I did wonder
whether such equations are that prevalent

probably yes

I did recall your absence
after another seconds
probably your ghost
it shadows me every where

may be I do realise
you never leave me either

its your Aura and its nanonic presence
at my psyche

may be
that makes the toughest
more challenge able

And

I accept the challenge
for another innings

may be
its love
or love of the work
or
love of your being
around me

source: shipra.v

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2009-11-28T23:21:00.000-08:00

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INFLOURESCENCE..COND..29.11.09

2009-11-28T17:42:00.000-08:00

crown in the jewels
or jewel in the crown
its the way
time and space drive the equations
for gen to come and realise
probably with the hardest nerves ever

the hidden forces
deep written on every face

a millionth lot
get swept and consumed up
over the nano seconds

the lasting fag end
very few make a sense of it
that's the core
make the jewels either way

but such a horrific sacrifice
probably meaning less on entity basis

Do I search that horrific ends
to realise you
may be

the early moments of mornings
may decipher

my heart feels
its too much nonsense that worth the nerves

probably that's what We all have to fight out
with or without the glamour
the elixir of time

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..CONTD.29.11.09..1255AM

2009-11-28T11:30:00.000-08:00

I WAS party to a marriage conglomeration just previous seconds
every body looked hooked to their relevance of choice
I was only man odd to the environs
standing alone at place
with some eateries at hand
passing time to locate you

u came in a palki
the wedding dress u wore was taunting me
I generally avoid dress code
this day I acclimatised to the dress code
a hope at the heart
you may realise me
and say yes to my feels

but I know
your commitments
too nervous at time
gone beyond a space of reconcile

me the die hard
still looked to the horizon

as if you will change your mind

come running to embrace my soul

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..Contd..27.11.09

2009-11-27T05:45:00.000-08:00

Stability and change
probably whirlwind of existential parlains
but how to define and get to know

may be generations put their whole
the fruits of mango tree

but where is the mango

I was strolling back on the Rajpath
negotiating the modern way of traffic

every body in a hurry to leave
I did wonder
what is the hurry about
may be their home bound affiliations
or their own monotony quotient
love factor seems too less
at all levels

I was amused at the views of Army Brass at the International meet for fourth gen threats
one out of one million works

my heart asked : Is that true
I looked around
the colours of senior hierarchy were shining like your Himalayan hair

my heart again intervened
how about this stupid relativity

I kept mum
till this stupid pc becomes my relevance of existence

probably my heart got the reply
its silence tells more
what is written on the walls

source: shipra.v

CHEMOTHERAPY..Contd..25.11.09

2009-11-25T07:37:00.000-08:00

A nation is built over generation
may be,
has destructive quotient very sharp
that's what our present know how tells us

who is responsible
and for what

I was probably lost in the questions
the theme developed thro' the time
available with me
Is that,
I was searching myself
the conceptual unity approached at a point

janpath a love lane of my mundanes
it speaks to me
through the ages
morning and eves

I do wonder
at every feel
day by day
as I cross this unison of historicity

I left my univ
to embrace the present

probably forgot
the time runs too fast
to acknowledge any faux paus

I still wonder
with steps in steps
every eve

you at a short distance to this eventful happenings
I do struggle to find the relevance
with your existence

with a plots of thoughts
written on hazy pages
of my software

I have developed it through hard labour and lazor finished penetration
but still I find it's too short of being impermeable

the onslaught of reality
my whole array of sophistication and tech know how gets torn out

I am left with
the same Janpath of my mundane

I start again
every eve
with another relevance

with another vengeance
to be critical of falls

my hearts wonder
at my highs

but I am more concentrated on my nanonic present

whether this combine
shall bring closer

I search through your Himalayan hair
with concocted romance

source: panchi, shipra.v, Kiran.m, pu chd

CHEMOTHERAPY

2009-11-22T06:10:00.000-08:00

at too often moments
the challenge of defeat
and the injustice of Nature
they tease me
if I can't do anything
to change the times
in my favour

my heart
goads me
like the the Lord Krishna
come stand
its nothin
you stand to loose
if you accept the defeat

I wonder at all
what's this war going on

what for

another onslaught
I get going
as if this is the only way out

search my soul
if its with me

I find it in deep breath

why its sleeping
when I am at war

how this mismatch

I recall you

may be you have
the elixir
that can make me win

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES..Contd..19.11,09

2009-11-19T06:23:00.000-08:00

often and more than frequent I wonder at my being around
the stirring soul and impatient heart with dumpy brain
I search my biosphere
standing at the first available moment
in a reclusion of hazy waves
running my psyche

probably I search you
somewhere inside my

whether your aura has been so impervious
or it has overtaken all what I remain at my interiors
I struggle at every moment with me

find some meaning
of vaccum
still too mundane

making an array of nostalgic beats
letting to resonate
with my present

may be I find myself
where I lost my own

sometime
live environs around
it speaks a lot
in a quest to relate with me

I the delinquent
waiver too hard

on the bubbles
where you have been

source: shipra.v

WINNER AT HEART..316Hrs 19.11.09

2009-11-18T13:55:00.000-08:00

complexities of modern life
and my little heart
with so slow brain
and untidy nerves

I remain on survival lane
on my way
with the fast changing mundanes

I wonder
whether if ever
this has any relevance at all

my brain this time works like this intellectual girl
and says
you see my Love!!
you better apply less brain at all stupid nerves around

be happy with the little thins like I do

I do have an intense moments
with the sane advice

working to hr at the work
yes
its the way
the meaning searching soul

probably I prefer
It shall rest with your heart around

like a soldier
at the front line
with all of his at home

I do ask
Where that

my little nerves now get perplexed
and fail to know
far less decipher

what do I actually mean to myself

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES..17.11.09

2009-11-17T06:07:00.000-08:00

my best brains remain sterile enough
the monotony hit hard at all corners

remaining relevant with euphoric feels
probably its the biggest causality

I search thro' all my hard disc
in a strive hard quest to know the remedy

it seems the end is not there in any way

But my search remains relevant
ever before

may be that's the only logical nerves at my heart

modern or otherwise
the depth of reclusions
all trials
and stories of sciences
the ways and ends

it points to fathomless

I know
the reply too simple
but it looses its relevance
every second
I traverse

may be
that's the way

I remain obsessed
with my oblivion
of new found land

of your love

source: shipra .v

INFLOURESCENCE..CONTD..17.11.09 455Hrs

2009-11-16T15:28:00.000-08:00

yesterday I thought
probably I can't cope with such a crushing work

this morning
I am again as tough and unpredictable as ever
some it all makes me wonder

what's there gets me going without a defined cause

your obsession may be one
but that's a self created hypnosis

Is there something
nostalgic magnetic appeals
that fetch that magnetic storms of relevance

I look deep at your orkut profile
you've disabled all my entrances
presuming me to be a troubleshooter

but probably you and me forget one aspect
I am trouble shooter for myself only

every other moment
I do ask
what's this all for

my heart whispers
may be
it's the only dew drops
on the bubbles of the blue

I again steer clear of mundanes
see straight in the sky

As if you have come alive over the heights
with warmth of your spread arms

at a nano distance
to embrace my soul

source: shipra.v

INFLORESCENCE..CONTD..15.11.09..2015Hrs

2009-11-15T06:48:00.000-08:00

A day shall come
I will shower the universe
with your love
hovering around
to find
what I have left for you

but I do wonder
at my little and squeezed heart
what will I do

magnanimous moments are by default a sudden entity
not planed or created
my heart finally comes with a logical scientific explanation

Now I see around
in a quest to find you
may be
you shall stand beside me
In the hrs of test

I hardly know
whether I'll survive the onslaughts
and infights of my own being
in a zealous zeal t0 find you

suddenly a shower of the blue
it comes
and say
look !! I have not being formed by a simple process

I look and wonder at its wisdom
recall and process that of mine

I try
whether it wants to boost me
or say simply quit

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..15.11.09

2009-11-15T03:03:00.000-08:00

hrs and hearts have probably developed hyper velocity of change in the quest to manipulate each other

who shall be the winner
probably none

tech will not reconcile the gone by
heart shall be too psyzophrenic by the turn of clock

but why it's so

reasons may be many

one is the mismatch of likes and likes
some times I do feel
its millionth better to love these beautiful machines
rather be obsessed with your exotic company of the vivid

my heart now intervenes
it says
you're damn fool
too much experimentation with emotions
its creating vaccum out of thin airs

I stay silent
look the horizon

where
probably you have gone
for the meanings

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..Contd.14.11.09.1.38Hrs

2009-11-14T11:12:00.000-08:00

some time I see a blizzard at the other end of Horizon
many things pass thro' my dumpy brain
it has a lot to engulf and make
the process is developing

suddenly my heart intervenes like this little girl
Hell !!! and big big !! Hell !! with your head
Go to a psychiatrist
gotta got some very nice and good pills
you need extra dose
you see my beloved love

I am left with no words
I recalls you
and your moments with me

may be your seclusion at the other end of world
it has imploded with magnetic reclusion
devoid of variety
every heart looks for

One day
you see my Love!!

We shall visit my Mc dee
but I'll prefer my hot choclate fudge

source: shipra.v, Kiran.m

PHYSIOLOGICAL BOOST BEYOND RELATIONS

2009-11-14T01:06:00.000-08:00

Probably the minuscule minority have the bliss of realisation that something strong boost lies beyond the relationship quotient as understood in common parlains of know how!!
metaphysical interpretations may have a remote relativity to make a meaning out of this jargon

our ways become too monotonous the other second at disposal owing to mundane crunch

may be ecclesiastical nomenclature is another way of understanding what I imply here

but its only quarter of the wholesome I intend to acknowledge

Is that Nature has bestowed upon some ones this exotic faculty

may be true

I have to go by the books over this

but how does it matter at all

Probably the three faculties of humane understanding may prove a point
Its understanding, realisation, internalisation and actualisation

the last is more difficult to achieve as its result in a state of existence where all known and undefined barriers cease to have effect at all

and that what
we all look forward
in our different array of live world all around

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..14.11.09

2009-11-13T16:44:00.000-08:00

its a mail sent by one the happening heart in my environs

the product of the environs
we stand to the tune of time, space too

but is it
suddenly a storm stirs the soul
accidentally of ours

I was driving fast the romantic roads of Punjab and Rajasthan
I knew the acquaintances with me
a moment of ephemeral world of mine

but I have already metamorphosed to a lone driver

I do miss you
where I happen to be

my heart asks how far
my silent response
as far as I ticks for

but that's not the way of thins around

I brush aside
the mundanes with restrictions

I am never alone

my heart says
U're simply lieing

I brush aside
but with a silence

the one that prevails from
the winds that come
while brushing the left over space

you just left
with a hurry of happening

It again asks
are you that mad

I keep silent
in a quest to know myself

source: shipra.v, Kiran.m

INFLOURESCENCE.13.11.09

2009-11-12T13:50:00.000-08:00

Its 3.12 AM With me
I know your clock at least
ticks to that of my heart

you lost at your oblivion
probably too parallel
may never meet
like a track of Railway

but Love!
space and time
its beyond your control too

Tracks has to unite somewhere
may be momentary
to be relevant

my relevance looks for your himalayan hair
may be
scorching of live
one moment shall come
my soul looks under your shadow

I know that momentary co-factor
may be too immense
but meaningless either way

as your thoughts
my only de facto reality crunch

my hardy nerves
the survival instinct
and your distance

I find romance
at the bubbles
of the blue

source: Mani se, Shipra.v, Kiran.m, pu chd India

INFLOURESCENCE.CONTD..12.11.09

2009-11-12T06:56:00.000-08:00

work to find a relation with your inner half
probably its too enigmatic connotation

but it works like a pill
may be for the day
nights are again challenging
with another dose of lethal vacuum

but that's how the live world has to got manoeuvred
bit a bit
over a time

space is yours
too distant
but
a makeshift relevance
it lets to forget
the haughty nerves

I litterally finished my job with approximate strength

I sometime equate the equation of this mis-found love
with that of "brahamkumaris"

I used to wonder
the way such people find their own meanings

but you remain to learn a lot
with the hitherto "garbaged" thoughts

is it the work
the ultimate elixir
probably not

environment seduction is what
that shall prove to be one

but where is that
is it with you

but you doesn't fit
where I happen to pulsate around

is that the un-answered equation
I search day and night
with your ghost at my dumpy soul

I do ask
but with a little difference

as if
I have n hidden jealous feels
to survive hard

with or without

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..11.11.09

2009-11-11T08:12:00.000-08:00

this day a lot different to my profile of job

I was getting the presentation material on power point
its different when you happen to be too naive
all senses applied together
get the miniscule of the maximum

but probably the learning quotient is at its heights
unseen unfelt and least realised

I forgot to remember you till I reached at home
my pc is probably the most direct connection
with your being alive in my world of
happenings and mis-happenings

your orkut profile
and me the learner every time

again I started to learn at power point
the unlearned aspects often goad me to excel at the nerves
but these too occupied with you

I solved a lot
and shall apply to tom morrow's job
but intermittent incursion of your presence
it serves a refreshing glimpse

but I do ask
how far

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE.9.11.09

2009-11-09T07:05:00.000-08:00

my heart has a shape
somewhat you see in this picture
every time a learner
a defeater
and euphemistic
with your obsession
time-less entity on your equation

me probably like the cat
staring what she tries on her laptop
the combine is unique in millionth

I try my way to come of this combination
but fall back to the old reclusions
as the future is too hazy
and you secluded in your world

but its enthusiastic tone
somehow brings
what probably is naive at my nerves

so I go
and gets going on

till I retire
with disdain

not finding you
anywhere near me

I do ask
the same qerry
too old
what's all about

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..9.11.09

2009-11-08T15:05:00.000-08:00

MY clock ticks at 4.27 AM
I am tossing the ideas and thoughts
which has shaped my way of being around
and the obsession of being with me
as a defacto default happening

nearby Shakurbasti railway terminal
I simply listening to the Engine siron off and on

this place has seen me too frequent
for my cousins
now their life has drifted them away

I knew in the inception
the ephemeral relevance
of acquittance's and related ones

time may put another shower
with another relevance
I shall show the usual warmth

my heart asks
how much pains
You have suffered
while negotiating past warmth's

I simply remain a docile listener
life is that way only

I visit your orkut profile as if some elixir is there
immediate shot of relevance

my heart again laughs at me
probably I have forgotten to laugh

may be its meaning as become
to enigmatic to me

and I do ask myself
why

is it you
or I am made of such a stuff

source: shipra.v, Dr.Astha, Dr.Aditi

INFLOURESCENCE..8.11.09

2009-11-08T03:30:00.000-08:00

week ends bring a testing time
introvert people like me
probably they have to
choosy is the bliss of Nature
not too common

My heart waivers with the thoughts
from the blues

I am left with
superimposed manoeuvre

I do ask
why the insane nerves have last finish

may be
you're hard to define the ends
my dumpy brain has a last laugh

me the docile chap
with this stupid machine

pen down your un-intended whims

as if
all belong to me

later moments
find
dirt all along

but probably
love of the dust
may be
its the default defacto occurrence

and whether
I have accepted

I ask my self

source: mani se, shipra.v, pu chd india

Top 10 Songs

2009-11-07T09:23:00.000-08:00

Top 10 Songs

we are pround of you

2009-11-06T21:50:00.000-08:00

'Tough woman' cop hailed Fort Hood hero

From Mallory Simon and Jim Spellman, CNN

November 6, 2009 6:09 p.m. EST

Kimberly Munley, here in an image from Twitter, is a civilian police officer credited with stopping the gunman.

STORY HIGHLIGHTS

NEW: Neighbors describe hero officer as enforcer of her street
Officer Kimberly Munley shot gunman four times at Fort Hood, general says
General says Munley acted "pretty amazing and aggressive"
Watch CNN special investigation at 8 p.m. ET Saturday on CNN TV

The CNN Special Investigations Unit drills down on the causes and the impact of the Fort Hood shootings at 8 p.m. ET Saturday on CNN TV.

Fort Hood, Texas (CNN) -- The police officer who ended the Fort Hood massacre by shooting the suspect is known as the enforcer on her street, a "tough woman" who patrolled her neighborhood and once stopped burglars at her house.

"If you come in, I'm going to shoot," Kimberly Munley told the would-be intruders last year.

It was Munley who arrived quickly Thursday at the scene of the worst massacre at an Army base in U.S. history, where 13 people were killed. She confronted the alleged gunman, Maj. Nidal Malik Hasan, and shot him four times. Munley was wounded in the exchange.

That's just like her, friends and family say.

"I just felt more protected knowing she was on my street," neighbor Erin Houston said.

Munley, the mother of a 3-year-old girl, lives on a street where a lot of homes are vacant because so many residents are deployed at war in Iraq and Afghanistan.

"We sleep a lot safer knowing she's on the block," said Sgt. William Barbrow, another neighbor.

When Bryan Munley heard that his sister-in-law thwarted the alleged gunman in a shootout, he wasn't surprised.

"There's nothing that stands in her way. It completely makes sense that she did what she did," he said from Downingtown, Pennsylvania. "It was amazing. Without her, there would have been a lot more people killed."

Video: Fort Hood hero a 'strong woman'

Video: General says officer acted quickly

He added, "She is definitely a tough woman."

Munley, 34, is being treated for her wounds. Her father, former Carolina Beach, North Carolina, Mayor Dennis Barbour, said his daughter is doing well.

"Her efforts were superb," said Col. Steven Braverman, the base hospital commander.

Lt. Gen. Bob Cone, Fort Hood's commanding general, described Munley as a "trained, active first responder" who acted quickly after she "just happened to encounter the gunman."

"Really a pretty amazing and aggressive performance by this police officer," he said.

Cone said Munley and her partner responded "very quickly" to the scene -- reportedly in about three minutes.

On social networking sites, she was lauded for her actions. One Facebook fan page was called "Sgt. Kimberly Munley: A Real American Hero" and had more than 1,400 members.

Twitter list: Keep up with who we're following

"My prayers for a fast recovery as well as my sincere thanks of an outstanding job," one person wrote. One woman added, "U got some brass balls, girl ... u r my hero!!!!"

Authorities say Hasan, an Army psychiatrist, opened fire at a military processing center at Fort Hood on Thursday, killing 13 and wounding 30 others.

Cone was asked on CNN's "American Morning" whether Munley's shots brought down the assailant and stopped him from shooting.

"That's correct," Cone said. "The critical factor here was her quick response to the situation."

Bryan Munley said Munley is married to his brother, Staff Sgt. Matthew Munley. He said Matthew was in Downingtown, outside Philadelphia, visiting his family when the shootings happened. The couple, married since 2006, have a 3-year-old daughter named Jayden.

She is definitely a tough woman.
--Bryan Munley

RELATED TOPICS

Bryan Munley said Matthew had recently been transferred to Fort Bragg in North Carolina and has done two tours in Iraq. Kimberly was trying to find a job in North Carolina and was hoping to move there soon, Matthew said.

Matthew was at Fort Bragg on Friday, trying to get a flight to Texas to see his wife.

A page on Twitter lists the name "Kim Munley" of Killeen, Texas, near Ford Hood. It has a photo of a female police officer with the name "Kim Munley" on her uniform.

Its bio blurb has particular resonance in the aftermath of the incident.

"I live a good life....a hard one, but I go to sleep peacefully @ night knowing that I may have made a difference in someone's life."

INFLOURESCENCE..contd.5.11.09

2009-11-05T07:23:00.000-08:00

metro the daily friend in need
this eve as I stood silent like other days
you stood beside taking rest on the mid steel pillar

a magazine in your hand
I stole thro' the contents
contents too familiar to my know how

my heart quipped
hell with you
what shall you make of this office like stuff

you stood going sharp over the pages
I stared at your persona
how does it fit into my aura

tall to the extent of mine
your makeshift pony tail spoke millionth
but I still was more interested in the content you tried to absorb

metro sees me bye bye at kohat
and me the docile
steps in steps with your being around
traverse to my "home" of miss-happenings

I forgot the moments
I know I've lot to negotiate with

my heart asks
what's this hell of infatuations

I look around
find
another shadow following me

I try to know
whether Ghosts can scare me

or you

source: shipra.v, pu chd india

ME AND MY HEART

2009-11-03T07:07:00.000-08:00

THERE is hardly a moment
I feel off the beat
with lonely nerves kicking me like a football

me the poor chap
try to be at my work

clock ticks on with empathy towards my reclusions
I find someone
in the thin airs

who can be on my side
talk a few words
bring me out of this morace

suddenly I get metamorphised
and feel
as if the strongest
my heart now says
damn it
I feel perfect being alone

I search you
in the thin airs

again some thing
whispers at my silent neurons

I try hard to decipher
some how
a few of the whispers
speak like

you're bound to face the music
tomorrow too
with a great vengeance
and the will of platinum

source: shipra.v, Kiran.m, pu chd india

INFLOURESCENCE.CONTD.2.10.09

2009-11-02T10:27:00.000-08:00

Its touching 24hrs
my heart appears to say
run and run fast

I somehow picks it wavelength
as I did in my teens

time played a spoil sport
I am running since then

I ask but too docile
where should I

I have already run a long way
my heart again asks
run and run fast

probably its phobic reaction to face the reality crunch
that's the only plausible cause

but I know running serves no purpose

it listens a bit
retakes its rhetoric

I wonder
whether if a reality crunch is more akin to heart pulse
or me

but I do ask
who I am
without my heart

source: shipra.v, Kiran.m, pu chd India

REGRESSIVE SYNDROM

2009-11-02T07:30:00.000-08:00

the moments with me like a spell of
scenty
air
comes off the blue
vanish the other moment
the space provides spoil sport

I wonder at my acquisitions
like the blowing cut-pieces
some do tell its tales
whilst the rest go
so silent
as if they have learnt from you

I the wanderer at another acquisition spell
spell my another innings
with the trial of nerves

how many times
the pieces of fate
spoilt sports around me

who is more hardy

I leave the ambush
of such a terrific journey
the Nature's way of my being around

I know
the spell
probably I am too atuned to it

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE.contd.2.11.09

2009-11-01T19:11:00.000-08:00

I was driving my car on a desolate road around bordering Haryana Punjab
the landscapes with hardy flora and fauna with distantly located human settlements
I spared a few of the moments available during slow offs
the scenario was romantic
I did miss you

early morning drives bring you a live world
after the desolate
late night fetches the reverse

both quite interesting
with or without you

but I do realise the
pinch of absence
its hard to pull on
but if you internalise
a de facto entity
its a source of relevance
as your aura and memories
it simply speeds up with me
where ever I happen to be

of mine
or otherwise

my heart its not happy
with desolate reclusion

reclusion to destiny
probably hearts make their own reality
hallucinated it may be

but how does it matter
and particularly
when there is hardly any difference
between reality and airy

source: shipra.v

DISTANCE OF DESTINY

2009-11-01T10:53:00.000-08:00

probably destiny smiles on a limited few
that too by a factor of uncertain horizon
my heart murmurs
but I keep silent

time has a unfolded bundles
some may be in your hand

how does it matter
whether you decide
or some one else

I wonder all the time
as its hardly on my side
my FM remains tuned to
I ask too often
is it another destiny

may be its true
sarcasm it may be

heart finds too little of its choice

whether we should listen to the fencies of heart

the contrary is too monotonous

may be that's reason prove too tough to negotiate

and we remain wanderer all the way to come

souce: shipra.v, kiran.m, pu chd India

SILENCE OF WAIVES

2009-10-30T07:48:00.000-07:00

Finally it came to my stupid nerves
landscapes that you disdain to negotiate
they are probably friends by default

I did not react
I too love them
but this time hidden sarcasm
probably I am accustomed

lone drives
at odds hrs of midnights
early mornings
somehow it proves a lot
what I search along the hardy lanes
where I strive for

machines is that relevant
my pulse is un-realising
of the present

I see the lonely birds
the drones too
bound to mechanical destinations
like me and others

I strive to find vapours of the blue

my scientific brain
dumpy head
it says
its the blue around
ladden with volumes of waters

may be
droplets
shall suffice
u'r desires

I get jostled
the mechanics of realisation
of the drift

I do ask
why

source: shipra.v, pu chd India

CLOUDS WITH WHIMS

2009-10-29T10:47:00.000-07:00

my best know how seems minuscule at the alter of time's whims

I search for smileys
the quest is probably another way of self-incarnation

when a few moments with you
it seems twin fights have further accentuated

I search my heart
every day
why its so indifferent to reality crunch

but I do wonder at hearts of heart
what is the reality

isn't the equations of scales
too pervasive at our nerves

when the cocoon of self
shall realise its own reality
I am evasive this time

few moments of mine
and you
still the fights go on

I wonder
where and what lies at the end

or
whether
an end is at all sought for

if it even yes
the equations of hardy and hauty moments
shall they ever reconcile

I ask
too much of me
and you

source: Kiran Malhotra, shipra.v, pu chd

Neurons capitalism

2009-10-27T08:15:00.000-07:00

In bio-world things are too unromantic
every neurotic happening is definite and controlled by exact physiological reaction pathway
We may not be that techno-savvy to emulate the Nature in vitro
In vivo know how is closing proximity
but that is the start of an exhuming long run

this is what my brain pulls out the scientific explanation of
your obsession
and of the vac cum around

every day you have to play smart
built bridges
over time and space
irrespective or resources at hand

my heart
it listens with great enthusiasm
as if the elixir of desolate world
it has finally come calling upon

I simply laugh at its naive feels

I know the woods too deep
and the miles are infinite

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE.contd.24.10.09

2009-10-24T07:24:00.000-07:00

this is how my inner half lives with you
at my work
the equation plays a hide and seek game
when things change too sketchy to traverse
I pause
my panoramic views for the rest of world

probably I surf all the way
the hidden sequence of relevance
it asks too much of me

My steps across the pavements
evening waiting crowds
I search you in the thins

fragrance of the environs
with too many of words
speak in ultra-sonic voice

I make a lot
leave rest to the time

My heart feels
I make sand houses
every day and night
too sketchy to withstand the test of time

I know
sand houses are for that

but why do I
I ask myself

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE.CONTD.23.10.09

2009-10-23T11:19:00.000-07:00

this day as usual I was cutting short my steps
as if some important thin was waiting at my door steps

my heart asked
its better if you start loving your own aura
I brushed aside the sane utterances
I know
loving self is too exotic
naive and innovate nerves catch you too often
either way you end up a crank or wretched one

My thoughts hardly let the analysis to stop short
I was surfing too many times an orkut profile
probably search is not that naive

when it finished
I did appreciate my heart's utterances

I looked around
trees as silent as my nerves
I stopped short asking
why you're like me

is that loving your aura that haughty

I ask myself

source: shipra.v, my new found friend, pu chd India

BLACK ROSES.CONTD 23.10.09

2009-10-23T07:35:00.000-07:00

A day and its hectic moments
not much different
but I stole my own moments quite often

stand with the trees
may be
they are like me
seeing self in the mirror
lost in unison with the outer world
at its own bay

the moments combine to wake me up
the reality around

I was gushing thro' airy spells
coming straight thro' a stream of space left off the concrete
I could only feel the odour
of your presence
nearby

so it went like the streams
I hardly recognise
the truth of the day
yester or present

airy may it be
how does it matter

you seem to be
present
all the way

source: shipra.v, my new found friend, pu chd

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2009-10-22T10:08:00.000-07:00

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YELLOW HALLO

2009-10-22T08:21:00.000-07:00

I have stretched and re-stretched this frame-work to know How If probably at all I happen to fit in your world of happenings

every moment My heart speaks a different note
contrary to ground realities
but the die hard sticks to your being around

I do wonder
how does it matter
where you happen to be

My brain now scorns at my naive nerves
I find a little
the usual st rifle
st rifle the oxygen
of your relevance

Is that
you're like this exotic and panoramic view
if all
why me the sticky around

I curse and get annoyed
the never ending fights

I leave the world behind
as if the ephemeral
its the way out

source: shipra.v, my new friend, pu chd India

YELLO HALLO

2009-10-21T09:31:00.000-07:00

TINY threads of oceans of tech know how hidden in our interiors
I ask who you are
find a little response
I know they are constrained to speak the bio-chem vernaculars
I am somehow little accustomed to

why the time and space is bridled with

I was sitting under a small shady tree
at my farm

the lady probably appointed for part time
threw his dirty chores
lifted a piece of soap

the vengeance of the present
I found a lot similar to that of mine

with or without

I stared the scenario
left moments later

why our threads of relevance
are that woven too intricate
I left the time to solve the equations of lost love

drove past my lane of happenings

st oped short
at a friends house
met with the yore and the present
all live but with a lot difference

I did encounter the futures
lad den with interactions
some related others not

as instinctive I happen to be
I drove past all I happened to be

to traverse myself
in another vac cum of happenings

but I do ask
what for

source: shipra.v, my new found friend, pu chd India

black roses

2009-10-19T15:37:00.000-07:00

I often wonder
who is more sane in reality
the illusionist at thought
or the one at life

I know asking difficult equations of live world serves no purpose
its simple materialistic paradigm
traversed by minor variants of romantic and euphemistic contours

but the haughty nerves nerve takes that simple
so do we
the moments remain
where they are
ridden with
cobweb of hazy dotted
the beats of hearts accompanied by

your images of the past
drawn on a checkerboard

I get goaded out of
where I happen to be
bereft of the time scale

and find
where the parallel space has gone by

source: shipra.v , my new found friend, pu chd India

Black Roses

2009-10-18T09:44:00.000-07:00

probably after yrs together
a week of holidays made my nerves to rethink
of my relevance
lit large around my shabby environs
and shady thoughts

written to other end of horizon
of existence

finding a meaning out of vacuum

I drove past
my co driver seat often precluded with your presence
I knew its another mirage of hopes and lies with me

but you often put my your arms around my heart
may be to soot hen my burnt feels of the time
sudden breaks could visualise your airy presence around
but that's was enough
your realisation at my heart
nerves together
a plasma tic union of material entities

I wonder all the way I happen to be

why you are squeezed to accompany me
so real
like a ghost

is it the end in itself
I ask myself

source: shipra.v , my newfound friend, pu chd india

SAND DUNES

2009-09-29T11:36:00.000-07:00

today evening I was crossing vijay chowk
quite often its my place of relevance
as the eves takes their ticks on the clock

I stared at the fountains of history
standing tall with reverence of relevance
decipherable to the knowledgeable

I wondered
probably land scape management have evolved over the period
or may be
we have come off the British yolk
with too smart nerves

at a few steps
you might have left
much earlier to me
I hardly say good for the day before 5.30hrs

my FM the new found land for me with greenery of enforced thoughts
shifting like sand dunes
with equations of
what is ideal for day

it left me wondering
whether a heart has changed

probably not

but why heart is different
too diversified with geographical boundaries

whether sciences has a word of it
probably too irrelevant
as the empirical interpretations of live world have definitely moved too fast

irrespective of the shaded realities

like the sand dunes

may be
I find
me a bit too closer to these dunes

probably they hardly have a heart

and that's what
the reality
sounds like

source: shipra .v

INFLORESCENCE..Contd.20.9.09

2009-09-20T07:50:00.000-07:00

this is what probably many like me worked hard to cram and understand at school days
the theorists proved a lot
what I and we could see
how the physical world is shaped
with the tenses on a scale

the future science and thoughts too
probably I may write somewhat like
if I happen to be around
somewhere linked to your live world
but that's too hazy and opportunistic
realistic may not be
but religious tone sometimes have a soothing effect
on the scorchy environs

I negotiate day and nights
with a little more hazy feels
heart is less hostile
may be it has learnt a lot
as I learnt the sciences
and happen to see
the present form
confronting my world
too realistic to deny a bit

denial be
the way of the live
as of constraints and conflicts

so I have secluded myself
to another illusion
bereft of your thoughts

source: shipra.v

NEVER DIE MOMENTS

2009-08-24T08:37:00.000-07:00

seconds fall short off my face off with my interiors
I struggle to see thro' the waves coming across my way
whether they carry your aura
I make a lot of
what I am left with off my reality crunch
surroundings may be tough
toughest may be the coming in
I wade through the swampy swarms
and recall you
as if reality has started defying its own paradigms
woven around me
days and nights

matter runs the roost
may be thoughts
so I equate your harbinger
with the futuristic machines

I know other moment
it shall come with new machine
but my relevance shall evolve

may be one day
you can come off
your inhibitions and constraints too

to walk step in step
with my heart

source: shipra.v

CLOUDS OF UJJAINI..15.8.09

2009-08-15T01:15:00.000-07:00

The lead female character of Kalidas depicts life as if the live clouds hovering in the sky shall go to her Love and incorporate a soul pulsating with love ( here it happens to be royal head of Ujjain -India)

this clouds column and the one of today has changed in content and spirit for the masses for en rooting the democratic system

may be with many killing clouds bursts and fire from the skies with nukes together
but I see you somewhere in the crowds
bereft of gender bias
probably my love with you is more ecclesiastic
that's may be reasons I have chosen this backdrop to reach you

I know your preferences are different
but how does it matter
live world has heterogeneous combine of wishes
realities too

source: shipra.v

FLYING PETALS.14.8.09.23hrs

2009-08-14T10:47:00.000-07:00

this is the place as seen over eternity
I pulsate hard every eve
with a load of your thoughts
at my neurons traversing with nostalgic feels

I recall you with plasmatic speeds
while you are busy just a few steps away
from this place of eternal relevance

may be we both traversed these footsteps over the yore
that's why
today's affiliations are that realistic
hallucinating too

I talk to the present environs
as If Lord Rama asked the veg world
where "your self has vanished-you were just with me moments before"

my lips stop short of your words
putting into my own ones
as if
reality talks to reality
and asks
what is more real

source: shipra.v

FLYING PETALS..14.8.09 11HRS

2009-08-14T01:38:00.000-07:00

I ask a lot hell of me
bereft of the realities
that shadows my live world

find a little more farthest to reality

the jig jag grow with swampy yarns
spun around
I struggle to make a sense
little more I get entangled

I wonder
is it your thoughts
fetch the scorchy heats
with bumpy ways
I choose
and fall all the way I roam

why its me
looking for the exotic ways

I see the sky
flying petals of your love
struggling fast as they fade
wavy airs make my wishes
intense and flary

I ask my heart
better fly
with the petals
as if
they may happen to be
a nanonic closest to your heart

source: shipra.v

FLYING PETALS

2009-08-13T23:10:00.000-07:00

I goad my heart
not to search you
she is preoccupied with her own dreams

It retorts back
damn fool
who's not preoccupied with damn thins

I try hard to locate reasons
so vainful
distrust follows every time

I learnt from my books
love is complete in itself
and wonder
where my love has gone

this time
my dummy brain looses its calm

hell!! with your love
do some thing
that fetches a solace
meaning nonetheless

I stare at my thoughts
who is more wise
me my heart or the neurons
I happens to possess

source: shipra.v

flying petals

2009-08-12T09:32:00.000-07:00

the tall order of the hrs
too sketchy as you see here
magnanimous scintillating
too close and distant in apprehensive nerves

thus goes your aura around me

I argue the pros and cons
at every other moment
the probabilities shy away
the windy airs with moods at their highs
I search an order

may be
the environs shall recognise
the empathy of the heart

chances may be scary
but I remain at sports man spirits

to spirited with you
where I happen to thrive

source: shipra.v

FLOWING PETALS

2009-08-11T12:51:00.000-07:00

a narrow escape with reality
why I remain lost in your thoughts
is that the reality

I know I am emphasizing the mirage
over the other end of live world

I see what is not real to the world
why it sticks to my psyche
with your bubbly thoughts
shadows the reality

may be I am different lot
or
you have dubious purpose
Nature has bestowed upon you

but why love is so enigmatic
I ask
when I start or end at your thoughts

source: shipra.v

LIMITING FACTOR

2009-08-10T18:18:00.000-07:00

the real and ecclesiastical
is there something in between
I ask many a times
the encounter is not less disasters

font of my words vibrate
as if
to achieve all

I know
thoughts can't achieve the ends

illusionist brain and the romantic heart
the beginning of an end
is that the ephemeral equations

with an acidic tinge

I wonder a lot

may be
your invention shall bring a difference

and me the docile thinker

wait for that wait

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE

2009-08-10T10:17:00.000-07:00

as the hope to find you at my live world resile to oblivion of self of bundle of words
far relevant over the ages
but no contemporary equations
I struggle to opine and de-opine my psyche

may be I have learned over the ages of the "past"
through the gene-language

but its a mirror of hope
lie down at my inner half
to say
never say die
scene of romance as you see
shall die away with the ensuing heat
so may be my thoughts

of the moments with me

may be another
heat traverse of the traverse of the time
it may convert and come off
with your being at my live world

I struggle to find
the meaning of my own thoughts

source: shipra.v

FLYING SOUL

2009-08-09T11:01:00.000-07:00

so many times
taxing moments neutralise
what I develop over the hardy nerves
get evolved with
and what is around

some how
it get coaxed to believe
what I see around all the time

is it your fascinating breath
come alive through the waves

but I may not notice
may be
hard run up
it evokes the harsh
over the time

but I do ask
where do you reside
at my heart
or a place too exotic

I search whole of the planet
and vie
the nanonic equilibrium
that has with your presence

may be some day
I get evolved
the equilibrium shall be mine

I have so much reservation

but my heart says
look !! the damn fool
hardy plants
they do have
the beautiful heart

source: shipra.v

STOIC BUBBLES

2009-08-08T08:30:00.000-07:00

I often search you at your orkut
the same scene of beauty
My heart asks me
what the hell !! you shall find over here
I know its easy to put filters
but who cares for that

the stoic is the parallel of Nature
still we find beauty and relevance
in relation to our own lives

date with destiny
or the reality crunch
how does it matter
obsession leaves the space to obsession

I ask my self
is it you and me
its another part of obsession
with different wave lengths

this time my heart looses its calm
and look beyond the space
so assiduously made by my thoughts

it returns back to me
docile and murmuring

I ask myself
what if
you're part of the cosmos

but is it this cosmos
is like my heart

I stare at my thoughts

source: shipra.v

SHOWERS

2009-08-05T07:56:00.000-07:00

My specialist friends often goad me
look your heart at around you
somewhere over the mountains
may be the skyline shall bring you
what your pulse looks for

me the damn sticky around
hardly make a sense of the adage

I know beyond the waters and the earth
you may be hiding somewhere
with a gistful of thoughts
may be too scary
but relevant to me

my fingers locate you
bereft of my heart and brain too

probably they know
the twin's fight has no end

but why they fight
you've never took sides
so bereft of affiliations

find no reply
I resile with horizons
with a hope of tomorrow

I know for all of us
hope belies hope

but I do wonder
what's your hope

source: shipra.v

HARD MEMORIES

2009-08-04T08:02:00.000-07:00

probably getting haunted by memories
its the toughest equations over the board

but why our soul gets succumbed to the bizarre happenings

may be we are too ignorant of ourselves
of the haughty moments
get struck
the relevance shadows
rest of the shadows
with us

we may find
but it eludes us
the latter moments
over the plasmatic speed

so the poor soul with us
it remains at catching stage

relevance hardly get evolved

but why so

may be
our fixation quotient

source: shipra.v

his excellency

2009-08-02T01:55:00.000-07:00

I search a lot in my generals at office parlains
Indian political cauldron remains at boiling points
the fathomless factors produce a bizarre of eventualities

may be such people are created out off a vacuum
much like in an ordinary person
but events make the unique combine

the results are known at hand
like zia ul hak
may be religious oblivion shall never die down
the moguls of Indian scenario prove that only

many lessons are to be learnt - " in the words of a major father of British fallen hero of war "
but where do we go from here
probably no where

the means and ends make all the path join at a crossroads
of thoughts, actions too

reality runs such roots
fallen or otherwise

source: shipra.v

SCRUBBING LEAVES

2009-08-01T16:57:00.000-07:00

Its one of the rare morning hrs which kept me alive through out the night
live world is jumping back with a slow breeze making leaves to be playful

I know you're an early riser
but my software doesn't depict whether you still come to my pages
I simply presume you might accidentally click on

the day before I got the official cultural magazine
the back page invited thematic interests
but I keep outside the mainstream
reasons may be many

I simply recalled you
as my present address is not known to many

I know you may not be aware of that one

but I attribute it you
probably self interests are too shadowing

lonely moments create a lot stupid fuss in you
so I simply see you at orkut search command
reason is that it doesn't print my visit at your page

my heart says but why you visit her page that frequent
I also don't know that
may be I feel too monotonous at the earliest of breeze
but that visits hardly fetch any enthusiasm
but I simply do as if for doing sake

I know you're a beauty on your own
but that's not the reason I visit to locate

probably the reason are more intricate
well hidden in my psyche
that may be the sincere quotient

my heart says
you are simply speaking arithmatics of the live world
as its no where related to me

yes it may be true
affiliations of the modern world are too bubbly
and I simply make the sand houses

may be
the making of sand houses fetch something new
every other second
I breathe upon

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES

2009-07-31T20:41:00.000-07:00

search your environs
with or without
may be some may come off with ever effervescent

it appears to be the mainstream driving force

its an ever relevant happening
materialistic or metaphoric

but how does you combine the twins into
I ask every morning
you at my neurons goad me
surf hard
till the sun retires
compulsive order may prevail afterwords

I stand with my search at threshold of my know how
testing the worth
finding far behind the search quotient of effervescent

is that
mirage of hope

I shuffle my finger on the key pad
to find
with another search order

may be I know at hand
the eve shall come
the order of the moments
too hard to recognise

I look at me
and ask
probably the words are spoken
beyond my apprehensive capability

Next day shall come
I shall enhance

the mornings smile at me
I fail to know
who is novice

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE

2009-07-31T07:36:00.000-07:00

I was party to today's defence apex budgetary control unit
probably too much mechanical mundanes run the roost
that's what I have accustomed off late

with you from an alien world
least directional quotient with me
I got evolved to the new world of credentials

Panjab Univ is constrained to rid off oldies
so is my world of ever evolving aura

my heart remains consistent at his choices
may be I have left it where it chooses for
the fights never intervene my world of illusion
as the truth is an exotic way
I surf my way as it comes to me

my obsession to survive past my heights
lows are equally jealous with subborn thrive hard
at my nerves
I struggle my relevance
day and night

as if one day
one illusion shall replace another
and I'll writing love lorns

for the moments to come

my heart says
never mind
beauty is good
in either way

source: shipra.v, mani se, pu chd India

PINK ROSES

2009-07-30T09:45:00.000-07:00

I hardly find my heart obsessed with mundanes
its a different world with me
never in tune to my realities around

I feel as if I have succumbed to its fancies
It recalls you too much
I search hard where do you fit at all
in my shabby world of thoughts
constraints of millionth
and scary nerves

I locate the relevance
it searches in my relevance
I accept its whimsical order
but it differes all the way

I struggle day and night
to find a niche
where my world reside

I know at my interiors its no where

Whether if
I shall be secluded to the scary words of the illusive
or a world with meaning if at all

my heart says
damn fool
its the meaning itself
obsession of something
its too good
before the hurt quotient

I look at myself
with millions of whys and whats

source: shipra.v, mani sen

NANO SECONDS OF RELEVANCE

2009-07-29T12:21:00.000-07:00

Recognising the facts either way may suck a relevance of the duds
I have had when previous pages could come off your flip flop with me
the present sofware is probably too monotonous
reasons are unknown

its past midnight
I am searching relevance at my keypad
silence is broken by a few:- occasional trucks flying past my night turned highway home, dog do their own chance, my cooler with its vibrating spells of air and your being around me
My heart asks better do with some one else
I know the other one on the same highway
I do know these highways of heart have their own rules over scale of time and space

I glimpse around the few strewn moments
all pervade thro' the parallel happenings

My wednessday high-tea with army brass
all the usual formalities
but I do realise the evolving and fading relevance
as the chief shook hands before his journey air-bound

all too ritualistic
but do related to a farthest point of being alive
as if
my heart interved and asks again the same stupid query

I brush aside
with stubborn happiness
I know things may not change
but I have to move on

source: shipra.v

EXOTIC NICHE

2009-07-26T10:40:00.000-07:00

Friends are fare weather birds
that what I learned at my univ

but I find similar birds all around

I chance to Bal Bharti public school
and nerves get more enigmatic
annoyed too at the travesty of facts around

a district court in its environs remind what I dither to decipher
but truths shadow my being around

my heart pulls me up
extreme introvert nerves fetch that much only

but extrovert nerves are not way behind

the elusive right course haunts me ever before

I recall too much nostalgic
and the things become too scorching

where does the exotic niche lie if at all
is that hostel grooming has the hell of roost in the beginning of what you start
I again dither to decipher

and hope for the change

I know winds are too windy at their mood
But I remain optimistic
at your being around me

whether if
at thoughts

how does it matter
every thin is at thoughts only
what the advanced sciences has known to us

source: shipra.v

DEW DROPS.CONTD.25.7.09

2009-07-24T23:58:00.000-07:00

when I chance to have an old contact just at my live line I get constrained to recall Harivansh Rai Bachhan : " jo bit gaei so' baat gaei - what has elapsed over the scale of time and space let us forget that lest it stirs our soul- ( I have translated it in English, as I can visualize this meaningful adage)

I have a lot to say
constraints running roost at my psyche
I dither and find hard to relate with the live
but things takes tiksy turvy
I am left with the wonders around

day and nights
it ask as if the dummy head has forgotten to do a worthwhile

I find as if time has over spunned to have meaning at all

but that what I refer to
all the time

I picks up again
recall you
as if
you still have a silver lining
for my hauty nerves

source: shipra.v

DEW DROPS

2009-07-23T10:20:00.000-07:00

I hardly get that nerves to visit the places I left over the time
probably evolved psyche implodes upon itself to encounter the reality
lit large around me
with a vengeance to shadow my moments at the stroke of seconds

I a die hard
look beyond the horizons of common sense too often

I have probably internalized the lone ways
at a stage far earlier to my being awakened off

my heart often fights
the way I thrive upon

but I speed past the attitude syndrome
thrown upon me by the environs
acidic or otherwise
I strive fast

I know
its another moment of relevance
with or without you

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES..Contd.23.7.09

2009-07-23T09:22:00.000-07:00

probably my times take shape with every drop of rains around
dew drops bring the parallel equations

but how the combine fit into reality

I sometimes happen to the too well known CP
my heart misses you
but I remain busy at my jobs of the day

with some one(s)
relevant of the day

at some corner of the nerves
I feel the lonely man in the crowds

I skirt the reality crunch
of my nuances with me
at the thoughts too

as it brings a lot
that get my rain/dew drops evaporate

my heart asks
how does it matter
you're too complacent at your nerves
even under scorching heat

I know heat and cold
it bring what I dither to decipher
as your thoughts bring with it
what I like and dislike to recognise

as it shows my flip point

and I love to love
be a survival of the fittest

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES..Contd

2009-07-21T13:03:00.000-07:00

whom we look at the other end of thoughts
I often ask my self

is it something amiss
or simply a miss
for the name sake

I evade all the thoughts
coming with plasmatic speed
it makes me an aura
with plasma of thoughts
of undefined wishes

the other end
is it so exotic
or a commoner at heart

I search the web
real around
with consonance of surfing

of the age
and time together

find a fit fast heart

but effervescent moments
it simply pass thro'
ahead of time

I am left with
searching where it has gone

source: shipra . v

BLACK ROSES..Contd

2009-07-19T11:38:00.000-07:00

why this heart looks for someone
calling upon you at your own movements
why this own feelings bring
what is so elusive of define
we struggle day and night
to find a niche
why this niche
has become a life line of heart
we happen to possess

why can't we traverse the lone ways
why they are so desolate
to stir our soul every other moment

I ask too much of myself

I know their there's no reply
the gene triggered upbringing
I often call the gene language
we have happened to be slaves of our self

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES..Contd

2009-07-19T10:13:00.000-07:00

sometimes it feels like
a lot misfit and worth
all gets washed away
with the winds
of my inner incompatibilities
Nature has showered with the time
I accepted with graceful heart

and search your heart
whether the twins have a unison factor
to coalesce somewhere

so I find every opportunity
to realise you
somewhere around me

I know its meaningless either way

but heart says
where is the need to find meanings at all

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES..contd

2009-07-18T02:58:00.000-07:00

we are in search of an elucidating and elusive horizon for the time to come
but why so
time constraints are such that
contrary is too monotonous
its good in that way
may be
wishes get hard to materialise
that's it we encounter
near and far
with a heart on the up beet

where is the end
I ask myself

I know I need no end
as it fetches
what's unpalatable all the time

do I remain
at such a state of affairs

may be
wishes are good while with the horses

but where are the horses

may be
that have fled with you
some where
direction free

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES

2009-07-16T09:20:00.000-07:00

change is worthy the equation of life around us
we may not fit the evolved
so the shrivel away has been devised
at all aspects of life

I see the shriveled leaves
so magnanimously accepting the fait accomplice
I see thro' their veins
full of love
yet to be realised

sacrifice and devotion at their heart
go off smiling
kissing the scorching waves
bit and bit
their own
getting in the cosmos

next morning
the day after
another evolution may come

love shall survive
in many forms

around you

me may another causality
live the leaves

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES

2009-07-14T09:27:00.000-07:00

How the evasive moments of life can come off in your favour
I was a hard pressed guy at my studies in school days
Now I wonder whether my studies brought me the all pervasive lonely movements
let me struggle off the life with your thoughts

my heart says : are you sure you have space for her
I know beauty has hardly any role to play in real life
the fact is well brought about in plethora of literature all over the world

is that illusion
for which you look for days and nights

I stare at my heart's interpretation of my persona

my present room is beside a lady toilet: extremely embarrassing location: but I hardly bother about mundanes: my inner traumatic storms are enough to create hell for me all the way round the clock: I simply come out of my AC room just for my office consultations with my seniors quite often as I try to remain extra busy to keep my heart a bit docile: As the chance would have it a lady (personal assistant of a colonel) probably put her best at the parlour and her eyes were looking extremely beautiful : As President Obama's instinctive nerves I simply stared at her beautiful make-up: the storms followed: rest is still unknown: my heart says better understand the Mayawatis of Modern Mandalised India and dare not look beyond your files:

I studied hell at social studies to excel at my civil exams but extra studies made me aware of the stupid research of our genii: probably the fanciful brains are too monochromatic of the life interiors

my heart again asks: hell with you: do you feel studies have brought you the hell of miseries all around: I ponder at my pumping set and remember my univ days

But most of the books I have simply thrown away

May be I have to study more of the software: as it is more akin to you at your orkut

My heart says: one day you shall get the sandals at your hair

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES..Contd

2009-07-12T11:32:00.000-07:00

I have often wondered at Nature's ways of injustices galore
May be Nature tries to avoid/excuse the maximum of our fait accompalishes but the ones we are left with are evenly taxing to prove the Nature a hostile entity around
My FM is tuned to a song " Never give your heart to anyone: as it fetches loneliness and sorrows over your life------I have translated the hindi melody"
My heart asks me who is at fault
I again avoid replying to the taxing queries of my pumping system as it fetches nothing but more queries

Its around midnight: I know you're plaining to sleep for the next day's dutiful moments

But I ask myself
what is my duty : tomorrow's work/this moments of reconciliation with no end/wait of the time/putting the things in shape
the questionnaire is endless again

I was standing at the doorsteps of my relative's palacious house at Faridkot
two Young girls at their teens (possibly) and a real beauty in raggs : they asked shall I give some plastics : as excepted I replied I'm a guest here: OK then can you fetch some water ; asked one of them : I obliged with a chilled bottle from the fridge:they were aghast at my personal touch as I asked them to step inside and better wash hands before drinking it: I did enjoy their lustrous youthful and happy way of persona

but I am asking always: why the hell !! I feel alone
my heart says : because you're not a girl and rag picker
I laugh at my heart's way of explanation

and recall you
I know by this moment You might be asleep

source: shipra.v

BLACK ROSES.Contd

2009-07-11T05:20:00.000-07:00

I am often being asked
why it's taxing
I brush aside
I know the reply would be more taxing

I often cross a v.i.p parking area
drivers waiting for long hrs
for the elusive calls of relevance
someone tuned to their radios
others less accustomed put on their ACs
the heat of environs is tough and scorching
sun is that tough to tolerate
may be
I ask myself
how plants thrive on
Are they friends with each other
or they're like us with too much of introvert nerves
sometimes too distantly bothered
lost in owns world
with an elusive relevance

I know
you may be busy a few steps ahead of this scenario
with a peaceful heart

I do realise the difference
Nature has evolved at many hearts
that's why evolution is meant for

but why this takes so
is responsibility is personal
I ask myself

source: shipra.v

ARE YOU ONE MY HEART LOOKS FOR

2009-07-10T08:13:00.000-07:00

I hardly trigger off the thins
but some horizons do escape definitions

the exotic heart
and the rare of rarest combination of affiliation quotient
I struggled thro' the research papers of the elite of the Defence Institute of Psychological Reasearch
I was not looking for an end itself
I know this is ever relevant question around

I got shifted to another office
with a different scenario
I write research papers with different conotations
but I have not forgotten my that tenure

Life is not definable
things are originated from blue
as you happen to be

the purpose nonetheless undefined

but hearts do speak a lot
a lot to say
a lot to learn
a lot to know
a lot to internalise

the equation is endless

FLYING CLOUDS

2009-07-10T06:49:00.000-07:00

At my not very small days
I asked clouds
why the hell you fly past
they responded tough and stoic
windy airs fled past
like a jealous love in hands
I stood silent
as if the stupid around

I leave my office
metro takes 39 minutes
the later the seconds the monotonous I feel
I try my car to find a change
traffic plays a truant
like the air I mentioned above
but the backdrop is not that Natural
I have acclimatized over the time
I hardly know
how much is left

It galvanise your feels around my environs
may be its empirical
impractical and nonsense has strived too hard to be day of the order

I struggle very moment
to fight this order
the clouds of my heart still fly past

with a damn care
I still strive to know
why I could not emulate them

probably
your presence is a theatrical ritual
to feel like clouds

source: shipra.v ( probably this is one of the tough thins I wrote so far)

ANIGMATIC LOVE

2009-07-07T09:44:00.000-07:00

I was chanced to a punjabi tv channel: with a famous folk lore: "Ni mein kamali hain"-look if I am insane in my love
parallel analogue are too common but punjabiat is unique in its content and expression with the depth of thoughts , ofcourse running around mundane, nevertheless air all the way

may be I have much more to say but my time to sleep is goading me better kick off yourself from this bullshit pc, as it serves no useful purpose in any way

I do wonder if I have a purpose at all

Is that when you realise the depth of love , you happen to be useless around
or contrarily the existential heights have no place for such stupid thins around
or may be its too theoretical and real life is quite a lot different sometimes no relationship at all

but what happens when life itself ask too much of you

who the hell are you
and what for I with you or the likewise

the equation may not stop so short

verdict savoury may opine you to be simply insane or deranged at thoughts

but their more sharp critiques around

And what if you yourself become an enigma to you

source: shipra.v

LOVE BELIES LOVE

2009-07-07T07:33:00.000-07:00

I was desperate to find ways to neutralise the hacking of my yahoo 360 site by microsoft
but probably it'll take too long to learn this softsystem

my heart feels love isn't having strong enough strength

I remain calm to see my own mirror in my thoughts

is that I've evolved to that struggle to find a niche out of the airy realities

My brain intervenes : how does it matter

if you prefer halluciantion: your choice is unlimited

Now I realise the heat and crunch

but I find my love has gone more strong
beyond the time and space

is it so that I defy the existential to ecclesiastical
I hardly find a reply

love remains love
how does it matter
what ways you're supposed to negotiate your live world

my brain asks again

Have you heard about the folk tales of "Heer" : a character in Punjabi literature
I remain calm
the reason is simple
I love to hear the romanticism and related by the writers and singers too: that runs so: " CALL ME NOT HEER BUT RANJHA..."
I DO WONDER WHETHER LOVE IS ECCLESIASTICAL TO THAT EXTENT
IF SO THEN WHERE THE BOUNDRIES OF DEFINITIONS ARE

source: Shipra.v

INDIAN WOMEN PARANOID SEX SYNDROM

2009-07-03T11:49:00.000-07:00

hardly one can find Indian women with straight orientation as far sex is concerned
hype with paranoid behavioral ism traversed with pseudo purism is all pervasive

Probably women have forgotten laws have been made only for women
Males are not protected by laws in this stupid country

paranoid behaviour emanating from the daughter phenomenon have poisoned the minds of law makers and think tanks together

where the scenario will lead
its more evident in failing of the marriage institutions all over

courts know the pinch but have no original powers to act upon as original powers are not bestowed upon them

the Sati Savitri concept given to Indian women is horrible mis-founded as the root cause emanates from the daughter concept overwhelming INDIAN STUPID MALES

Well!!
what is the solution

Nature will take its own course
before a correction in the perception quotient of masses shall percolate down

till then
many buds shall die their unnatural death before the live world can take a real shape

source: shipra.v

LIBERATED SOUL

2009-06-29T09:00:00.000-07:00

Development neuro psychiatry is a master bio-physiological phenomenon which produces such neuro-bio-molecular masses that govern the inner psyche

In the simple words it is the womb environment which puts the foundation how we have to struggle our live environment for a large part of the life

the equation is not arithmetic but geometrical in intent but its not straight as the bio- reactions are bi-polar in their content and direction

well!! scientific explanation may not be so simple to understand and far more difficult in its clinical aspects as we hardly know how to manoeuvre these molecules in desired directions

moreover we hardly know what are the desired directions

Science is too naive at this point of juncture

well!!
psychological part of liberated soil is too conventional and subjective
primarily it's more mundane and socio-environmental to any thing like above referred jargons

source: shipra.v

LIBERATED SOUL

2009-06-28T10:11:00.000-07:00

INSPITE of my best possible know how of the scientific world
vacuum haunts me like never before

the query is simple
who is the liberated soul

I recluse in writing with an empirical source of one of my office colleague, whom I hardly know a bit
probably that's the only truth which gives a chance to relate me to outer world
Inner one is hell turbulent

whether science has a reply to my query at all
I do wonder at the theological aspects
I hardly have left one to have a glimpse of their interiors
they happen to lag behind faithfully to the extent as if they are dummy heads around

is there a reply at all
I wonder at my heart

I recluse sometimes on such beauties as shown here
but this is not my cup of tea
I simply hate the fan phenomenon

Is there no liberated soul as such
And we wander
from one set of loci to anther

may be true
but truth is not palatable to the haughty soul
that's the plausible reason
why we remain non liberated soul around

may be
one day come
I find one

but what constitutes a liberated soul
I ask myself

source: shipra.v

DOTTED AMBITIONS

2009-06-27T03:50:00.000-07:00

It probably seems my univ days metamorphosed in nanonic reality crunch around me
I learnt and forgot the major chunk
the reason was the heavy headed knowledge is too unwieldy
and of no practical usage

the Nature is too unpredictable
for itself too
the 'monsoonic' trends are probably not in its manoeuvre

I find the reality all around

but the struggle goes on
with or without a meaning at all
that's what I found at my univ

mega concepts transforming into micro
and exact contrary taking its own mammoth

sometimes I wonder
is the knowledge is at all useful

the ongoing research of particulate physics at a mega project at borders of Germany and France may put some light to my queries

days and night
I ask again
how this is going to change the reality crunch

I know
the reality is infinite undefined

that's what I have learned
while with you
without you

source: shipra.v

BUBBLES WITH NEURONS

2009-06-27T01:24:00.000-07:00

Every moment at work
a lot demanding hype
tit bits of the yore
and your presence
in the mirror of my face

some say something
others with difference

but I am a lost ghost around
looking for aliens world
with fashionable world
so to suit my world

at a few steps
you're busy with your key pad
probably dictating your nerves
let's do what is best bets for the day

I search thro' my eyes
what's there that
I recognise
day after day

but perfection is not there
of your exotic "Yeah"
and my time
with different solicit

I work hard
for another moment

on parallel lines

source: shipra.v

TITHERED BUBBLES

2009-06-26T21:29:00.000-07:00

SILENCE with no desires
at my nerves

is that the ideal perfection

I ask a lot
with no reply

I know reply is itself non-existential
at the face value

but its not the way
the Nature has evolved
my scientific soul comes out its sleep

fascination with slow motion of live
running the bio-clock
is too abstract to achieve

may be achieving high heights
its the purpose of scientific evolution
at the hands of Nature

so is me

looking for your aura
near and around me

with or without
a purpose, worth the sample

I ask myself
so much
with no reply

source: shipra.v

fly with bubbles

2009-06-25T11:09:00.000-07:00

my house isn't that beautiful
my heart is
if you find a chance
come and see
you'll get more astonished
as ever before

my eyes are sleepy
with the tomorrow crunch
at my nerves

but me
talk before
my eyes succumb
with the thorny bed
I have over the time

when you shall come

roses may not get promised
but my heart shall

if you'll visit

source: shipra.v

exotic yes

2009-06-23T07:44:00.000-07:00

at my univ
the ubiquitous phrase ran the lips like this
the asses goad the beauties around with their all manufactured smiles and offerings. When the beauty has had enough of the fuss, one day a black horse comes and vanishes with the beauty for unknown horizons

I got miscall from someone (other than the promos) while at my farm
I somehow concluded it might be you only
I checked back thrice ( I hardly pick a miscall )
One Mr Rajiv with a possessive voice responded back

I thought the univ phenomenon has occurred with me too magnanimous
I simply cut short with formal converse

my heart asks
why the hell so thins around
I smile back at the question itself

the reason is simple

it occurs too often
I know a lot
but all of no use

eves generally bring
what I disdain to write clear

again the reason is simple

I am scared off the univ phenomenon

however I have never forgotten the great study of Charles Darwin
" It's the female who plays the vital role far against to the much believed of otherwise".

source: shipra.v

OBESE OBSESSION

2009-06-22T09:09:00.000-07:00

CHILD at my heart
it's not happy with me
and says
hell!! with your " source: shipra.v"
it frowns at me
you silly around
leave the fuss behind
why can't you understand

you are a better world
and don't need an inspiration
at all

I keep my calm
my fingers catch you so accidentally
at your orkut

I wonder again

may be I know a lot
to be washed away
at the other moment

I know
life is incomplete
all the time
with or without

but why and how
the obsessions serve a part
if at all

I search my brain

Instead of finding a reply
I land at
plethora of non-sense around

I fall back
again
on your obsessions

and child at my heart
frowns back
starring at my face

you're a damn difficult

it's shrill voice reverberates
in the skies around
near my heart

with your tit-bits
resonating with smiles

I negotiate to make out
which one to accept

the child at my heart
or the otherwise

source:shipra.v

THE OMNISCENT CHANGE

2009-06-20T08:14:00.000-07:00

HOW many of us know
what is happening at the alter of time

probably next gen may know
as time runs fast enough to find step in step
only with next gen
as the present is too heavy to accept the change

Iran is epitomic reality to prove the point

the loss of face
the reality crunch
and the sacrifice
system takes a heavy toll
may be it indirectly is a heavy roller of scavenger
that has act too monotonous

Indian scenario is stingy with its reverse change
a hitherto unknown faculty throughout the world
the stingy reservation and opportunistic cast aura

the volcano is in making
United States of America has the ultimate hope
in young and next gen

let the institutionalisation take the American way
but when it will happen

next gen shall know

till such time
the system shall behave like big shark
to swallow in tons
the beautiful buds
around

source: shipra.v

LOST FIGURES

2009-06-19T09:14:00.000-07:00

Its rare to find computer games with lasting exuberant feels
so is with thins around
may be at work the discipline factor fetches a relevance till 5.30hrs

what makes my heart to stick at your thoughts
I struggle thro' my know how

may be
one day
I'll be able to purchase the magnolias
for your Himalayan hair

whether
that's the only eventuality
for such a lasting effort
I ask myself
while goading me
not to search you at orkut
as
nothin is for me

adding numbers of visitors
its too monotonous

whether
I write
in that vainfull way
I ask my heart

till
the other moments
bring
a shallow of thoughts

too usual
as my feels
with the vacuum

day and night
I look for
a moment
and ask my heart

visualising you
somewhere
at CP's corridors

but why CP
may be I've lost too much
in search of my being
near and around

but there are plenty of places
all with loss accounts

I remain focused
not to loose you

whether that shall will ever have
day of lights
I search the calender

where that has gone
the Diwali of my lights

I ask the sun
better shade
for a while

may be
my lights
forget their way

I ask myself

source:shipra.v

PRE-RESERVED HEART

2009-06-18T09:37:00.000-07:00

My software has been hacked by microsoft
may be, reasons are many
but one aspect that disturbs me : I can't guess how far you have visited my page at yahoo 360

my heart asks
how does it matter
you're magnetised by a reserved heart

I know it's a wrong number for me
but how does it matter
so far I have a right number at my fingers
the system too

I visited Faridkot : a town known for its antiques
probably time has moved too fast
I was not at ease to find me at odd places
romantic nerves have been probably taken over by realistic crunch

my reality lies in the ocean of thoughts
may be too holistic for mundanes

some way or the other
I have evolved the concept of home
may be with a lonely heart
full of complacent nerves
too difficult at times
it makes a horrible combination
for the existential factors
as my visitors are always critique of my thins around

with no hard and fast ways of expression
they invent the faults
of the present and the past

I brush aside
I know
I have to live on thoughts

manufactured or otherwise

another reality with a salt of stingy scenario

but I make it romantic
somehow with you being around
at my heart

source: shipra .v

SAND UNDER YOUR FEET

2009-06-10T08:04:00.000-07:00

I was listening to my Generals advice which he desired all senior officers better develop more reading habbit with happy movement towards civil part

I wonder whether I should tell him how I spend my time at net
your orkut has become Abhigyanshakuntalam for me
my heart intervened: he may not make sense out of your bullshit philosophy

at home
I search every nano second with you
measuring the parameters of sand touching your feet

Now my heart says: damn it : don't you dare say: "aap ke' paa'v
dekhe' ... bhahut hasin hei' ... jamin par mat utarye' ... meile' ho janei' gein'.." (it's very well popular dialog of a movie entitled PAKIZA starring Meena Kumari and Rajkumar)

but I know
I have not seen your feet
Its only the visualisation effect
that percolates to my nerves
with my heady heart

I do wonder
whether love is two way traffic

Scientifically its very rare
but psychiatry is simply damn fool
its definition of love is horrible which no normal person can digest

but I am constrained to accept the scientific truth as I have known to my heart a little more than usual do

my heart asks
what the hell you want to prove

either you're a damn fool around

I ask it please keep your calm

I know
it never listens to

measuring your rhythms
with sand trying to know
the depth your love

through your feet

source: shipra.v

THOUGHTS ILLUSIONISE STEPS

2009-06-08T09:19:00.000-07:00

is their a relativity of Einstein with your steps
or a relationship of Kalidas
may be Nirala's way of interpretative sad and seductive love lores
I try to know
if some storms may fetch your steps
a little close to my heart

my sticky ways of expressions
do bring a lot
hitherto not known to you too

but how it's going to move earth at all

may be your steps are awaiting
a D-day of hidden wishes
but it's too secretive
I may strive a few lines
truth may be different

I am probably scare of such truth
a privilege poss ions of yours

I pass my moments
to know
a little of what lies at your heart

in commensurate with your steps

but hardly know
the whims of your step

how the winds
shall take a course
of their chosen choice

I find day and night
to recluse
at another spell

of your thoughts
a bit close to me

source: shipra.v

WHITE BLOOD

2009-06-06T12:22:00.000-07:00

The change is not always smooth
I learned a lot at my scio studies
but probably the sociologists have no idea of white blood

the Nature's evolved mechanism of self defence
too indiscreetly function ale the finale
but it has billions of its flip points

Live world genome is at logger heads all the way
a fact known to experienced micro bio tech savvy brains
but this facet doesn't stop so quick

the combine of the above
its make a horrible truth around

visible over the contemporary e-info
how does it relate to reality around

probably its the turned out tables for now

My thoughts and me
so inquisitive to myself and outer
get lost
illusionist may be the finale
but truth caches on

but why
this is not palatable

like your love
to my nerves

probably
they have not evolved
with the time

source: shipra.v

INFLOURESCENCE..6.2.09

2009-06-06T06:37:00.000-07:00

INJUSTICE!!!!!!!!!! the air whispers at my ears
as if I have a solution for counter effect
I speed past at light's speed thro' my fathomless bio-know how

I am left with another injustice

my heart murmurs
change course

I put my efforts
to decipher the naive words

find
as if I've a lot to learn

where's the flip point

I feel pensive at heart
truth is too harsh
to accommodate

I look inwards
my heart is silent
I know
probably
it has said all
what is enough for the day

my day
is it single one

I hesitate to calculate
as the geometric of injustice
haunts my soul

I look around
straight into the horizons

as if
you stand somewhere

My strength to fight the injustice

My soul remains calm and inquisitive

probably it has no idea of the outcome

may be
I search the thin airs

with another meaning

with or without
the heady realities

source: shipra.v

LIBERITY OF STATUE

2009-06-05T09:58:00.000-07:00

The statue of liberty was a gift of french people for Americans symbolising their freedom and liberty

I often see
the mirror of your e-book

wonder
when I shall be liberated of the self

I know its another jargon

love gives a meaning of self

but probably its vacuum is unheard off
that's why
I look for liberty from the self

as it has been overwhelmed
with your obsessive cache

I struggle hard
to keep intact

with my fingers
chiseling your beauty of heart

wonder
if it exists at all

if its another hallucination

Now I am taken off the self
with another vacuum

I know
that's the way
I happen to live

with or without

source: shipra.v

WINDS

2009-06-05T09:39:00.000-07:00

On an effort of keeping intact
my relevance skirts my nerves
keeps a see saw way
where I happen to be

I remember and recall your hallucinating storms
from the other horizon
as if
your reclusion at my psyche
brings the ultimate
I search
and wade through a bumpy self

Why you are there
where my heart lives
I ask in a vainful way
as if
knowledge shall bring the utopia of live
I know
its otherwise

May be
that's why
you're at the other end
I see to myself

source: shipra.v