GLAD YOU STILL EXIST !

Those magical eyes 

Being observed 

Is all you have to offer for …

Might live just to stare at them

Your eyes carry stories untold 

Glad you still exist

With those same mysterious eyes 

Vintage is all I feel ……

Phosphenes is what I dreamt!

Your unplanned existence 

Makes me thrive for 

Makes me question for….

The same way how pearl’s existence is ruled by oyster 

Loving you felt like breathing 

Breathing peace

Breathing a whole new life 

Living a completely different world

Were you so influential ?

To be so relevant 

In this wondrous sphere ?

Where emotions are just tissues that are sunk…

And if hidden it erupts….

Glad you still exist 

For thought of being one and only 

when all you have become is just an evocation….

7 MONTHS !

What’s the time ?

Sighing by clicking your watch…..

That aggression mixed with a little happiness

Is all I see in you…

Being cogent at 3 am

Despite how far we came!

Was that all it ?

Why didn’t you leave me there alone ?

World is not in scarce of navigations or maps….

Its scarce of the answers i seek in you 

Probably in the world where only I breathe 

And you exist in the breeze 

Would I be wrong to drag this for an eternity…

To make that priceless

7 months and world has changed !

Not as mine, as mine hasn’t 

A world where I breathe

If only it didn’t rain…

Would you still hold that gigantic leaf ?

And ensure we forget all ?

Just as the new dawn arrives …..

As I still exist in that dawn….

For it to be never gone !

Seeing through windows, calendars and watch 

Just to realise 7 months have passed

And I still exist in that dawn…..

BLEED ENOUGH !

Would the heart mind if I was lost ?

Lost enough to breathe a life ?

Each nanosecond feels gifted 

Each moment feels destined 

Each year feels more empowering 

Would you care to join for this joyful experience?

Had it not been for loosing a breath ?

Or maybe not live another life for living this experience?

A needle poked through is what the heart exactly feels 

Had you not existed would have never known if something could be poked as well !

A deep cut through the vein is all you intend to achieve 

From a common path we travelled through 

Is that all you could offer me ?

Heart bleeds sure to bleed in my basket full of blood 

Asymmetrically proportional enough to fill another one 

Which doesn’t leave a space to bleed in yours 

MINE !

Was I wrong to call you mine ?

When I thought you were 

A second seemed vast to call you mine 

A pearl of days to make you mine

Proud was I to call you mine 

Knowing it would be a struggle …..

Decade knowing you 

Just to know if you are mine

Maybe a decade wasn’t enough

Not enough even for a ocean to take in

That you were never mine ……..

TALKATIVE MIND !

Oh will you please hush up ?

At the middle of night ?

Gazing at the patterned pillow

With just a stroke of light in dark….

Understanding the hypocrisy of world

A moment beyond control

The power the universe holds 

In conspiring things you perceive 

Fragile seems heart with a will

Its conflicting stage to identify 

Mind and soul to align

Alignment seeks within

A conflicted theory 

Of what’s right and wrong,

Dwell upon on reflection to see it isn’t all white 

As thought by fragile heart 

As again its motive superseding the result

Conscious mind articulates

The superficiality world holds

These thoughts have a new beginning 

At the time of sunset,

Where a new hypocrisy awaits

Comfort for now lies 

In the soft blanket

Where the eyes await its power

Power to envision…….

HIGHWAY TALKS

Look out !

Out where ?

Out , outside the window!

Those meadows scream to sit sometime !

In silence, with each other on side !

Have I missed this growing up ?

To realise how beautiful it could be to relish after a decade ?

Those daffodils there are mesmerising…

Light breeze brought your thoughts closer to mine..

Would you like to put it way in these meadows….

And find humour just like me after decade !

Fate brought us in these meadows, 

Even if our destination was opposite

Our fate was scripted in these highways 

As some reflection and silences belong here

Than it being encrypted in heart …..

Regret to miss this is a regret itself 

For which guilt isn’t the answer

Rather just missing the highway would be……

CALIFORNIA NIGHTS !

A night through your lens,

In the west coast state, 

Viewing the brisky crowd .

Searching life through the streets of California.

Would it be too rude to not view this ? 

I spurn to leave tonight!

Maybe million other nights would be same 

But not how it was today,

Today a new thought provoked 

So shall it be tomorrow 

Why waste it today then ?

If I could read what runs through the mind 

Of California nights….JUST FOR TODAY !!! 

For the power vested in me may not be there tomorrow 

Wouldn’t it be amusing ?

For us to read minds while we walk through the beaches,

With the tropical fragrance,

That seeps into our nostrils,

Which would be memorialized !

The brew of coffee that just invites.......

At the strange hour,

Collecting million hopes

Of just accomplishing one.

Would it be rude ignore the rest ?

Why don’t you tag along ?

As this night would not be the same ,

Even if you retraced,

As California nights are exceptional !

VEINS OF LEAF !

If only a leaf could describe 

Describe the the tranquility one feels

Describe how it is to have passion

Describe a creature way before 

Maybe with a mix of destiny

Holding and gazing through

The veins of the leaf I behold 

To deepen the horizon of uncertainty 

Of what life has to offer 

Oh man !!!

Can’t you see how deep the veins are?

Or you’re too farsighted?

Sadly !

You miss the feeling of what i encounter in the leaf!

But worry not,

As life as many other leaves to offer to show destiny far beyond, 

What I have felt!

So shall you feel and encounter!

The destiny you behold within the leaf you have experienced!

REFLECTION A MERE PERCEPTION......

Walls have heard way too much 

The past my world holds 

Possibly the reflection would help

To recognise how close it was….someday !

Those paths, those lanes, those nights 

Wouldn’t be the exact if the mirror helps

Wish it was but reflection is merely a perception 

Which strikes with reality…

Had I known, would have invented something materialistic to hold those….

But Again it is mere perception contrasting with reality…

Would it be different if the same occurred twice?

Retracing through the lens of past!

Maybe , maybe not !

I wish I had known earlier the truth…

Truth which is hidden !

Sadly a perception for me…

Tissues hold stories!!

Innocently sliding through the door of reality.

As the immortality…. exists even in memories !

OCEAN OF INSANITY !

How vast does it seem from here,

The ocean of insanity?

Keeping it under the capacity to perceive,

Here comes the breeze with a light drizzle,

Wondering how convivial it is...

I ought to look into it...

As answers for the questions haven't been answered enough!

Like how Rudbeckia appears in March !

Is there a stop to this insanity ?

Rather die than not having a rebut...

For those whose insanity keeps them alive 

Shall keep mine too in a parallel universe !

As much as the ocean has to provide.

For materiality is nothing but a sea 

Enclosed in an opinionated society.

Where insanity is considered lunatic,

Fragmented portions of sense builds sophisticated notions 

living through it builds independence...

Just as the drizzle vanished, 

Ripples remained a story....

Bringing in tranquility in the atmosphere

Along with some insanity 

For those who accepted it wide enough 

to experience, a new depth to the ocean we dive in....

May it bring some insanity,

To the city life as well,

But the desirability upholds in ocean 

Just as how it is boundless...

To be born in other world seems tiring,

Let alone filled with notions and barriers....

A small room for me to be insane in this huge society

By sound of the ocean !

Which would be immortal....

 

 

 

 

BEING ALIVE....... IN THOUGHTS !!!

Is it that hard to feel connected?

Being connected without a label,

As labels build boundaries !

A spark in me for you to see, is it that hard ?

Another set of rules being brought to us 

Will you ever justify them?

Not for you or me but for the connection!

A connection that we ought to build !!

Universe for you might not seem big

So does Connection ! 

Had it been big, would have treated well enough

To invite another universe to hold the value

and teach me much more than asked ! 

Hope sounds superficial to sustain it...

So don't even try, just give it time 

Nevertheless the excitement of life inviting something new is endless

for which profound happiness doesn't seek approval  

Unless you get connected....

As for me above the sky

strong allies are made 

with utmost enchantress 

so shall it be for you.....!

YOU WON'T LET ME FORGET YOU......WON'T YOU !!!

Didn’t want to write about you ,
But inner me just wanted to remember atleast by this 
Just next to me but yet you make me feel distant 
Can I just hold pause this moment and make it constant???
Sounds cringe!!!! As you would say !
Too bold to be true for you…
But nevertheless your place in my heart is special 
Had it been a dream , 
Would have never woken up!!!
But again it just remains a dream 
That too just for me !
As you won’t get reminded of me even in the slightest of your dreams 
Maybe not now , but another day , another life time ?
Dream and I wish to join that ,
Along with a million other dreams I had seen for us…..

THE CALL !

Think , think you are nearly there, 

Said a voice inside me!

Should I reciprocate to what I had been told to do?

or is it just a feeling?

Who is that ?

I am confused?

"Just keep going" 

 Said the voice again !

Keeping me optimistic in every possible way 

So upright I feel , when hearing this.

Amidst all this ,

I try figuring out what is this voice ?

"Intuition" said my heart !

Which has roles to play inside you !

Roles ?

I am confused !

Yes roles ! or lets say character !

It acts as your inner voice , companion 

and instincts 

and more to come , if you aren't at your best !

Only one thing is customary 

It comes into existence 

When you need it the most!

Why roles then ?

If it has a monotonous job to do !

Roles make an impact !

Which lasts longer !

Trust me , said the voice

Not assuring that the journey would be smooth.

It would be a commotion.

Priority lies in guiding you , said the voice.

And that will do in every step of your life , explicated the voice

It sounded comforting ,

Knowing that, I am secured mentally

Listening to this voice , gives a sense of achieving something

Indeed ,  it contains power !

power to persuade the world  to achieve something better.