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November 22 5 sentences later5 sentences later, I look up to infer the vacuum , every 5 sentences later , I realize the vacuum is absolute truth. Every 5 sentences the vaccum reminds I will stay.
Every 5 sentences I try to feel - with and within. Every five sentences later The presence of deaf ears Five sentences later Silence seems golden and walls welcome back to the grave. August 01 relentless rain .thick dark clouds sway over rainparched land moisture laden winds seducing , tempting, provoking. a single drop - moon lit, as if a teenagers caress the non chalant drizzle soft, noiseless , yet continuous making way for the deafening downpour intense, rhythmic thrusting itself into the heart and soul of all parchedness raising it to esctatic heights, droplets go on relentless, the rain goes on ....... July 29 silent RaindropsSilent Raindrops
Raindrops falling silently,
as if afraid to disturb
the silence of the night.
Rolling down
salty consistency.
The heaviness
is it the soul , or
in the rains?
A pair of eyes looking up
A pair of eyes looking away
A pair of lips expecting
A pair of lips saying-
"we have only one thing in common ,
we cant easily please ourselves".
the rain silently rolling down,
salty incessant consistent. July 12 eagle eyeseagle eyes cant be soft
instant gratification
may nt be the road to peace .
it might lead to happiness though- instant hapiness /gratification.
a moment to moment life .
how insecure must one be
to think that a moment is all that might be .
that which is enticing
may seem exciting
but is the rushing adrenaline
the path to solace.
belief ,faith and dream
..... if there is no truth
dream is a delusion
belief ,a misconception
no place really belongs .
its time that seeks to capture
and be captured
then again ,one who captures is also the captive.
entice also means to capture ,captivate.
not a thief , not a snatcher ,
what does it really mean to usurp?
refusal to let go.
some eternal dreams are like dough
too fluffy to be baked into shape
salt water is often grimy
and grime cannot be soft
and neither are eagle eyes soft.
July 04 grey moments.what is the truth?
the warmth of your lips or the cold waiting . what is the truth?
life or death? or the thin line in between- some white tablets one white tube pouring oxygen into a body the white sheet of the hospital bed which could ve been a white shroud. truth -
changing with changing perspectives. as if not the words but the change were the essence of truth. what is right ?
not truth not lies just - now . the moment not black not white jus grey. someday some one should write a book on how to lead a grey life .
sach kya hai?
tumharey hoton ki garmi ya unka barfila intezar? sach kya hai
jewan ya mrityu? ya uske beej ki rekha- kuch safed tablets ek safed nali sarir mein oxygen dalti hospital ki safed chader jo kafan bhi ho sakti thi. dristikon ke saat badalta sach.
jaise ki sabhd nahin samay hi satya ka saar ho. thik kya hai?
na satya na jhoot . sirf abhi ye pal na shyam na sweth sirf - grey. June 16 Blue vaccum /neela sunyait took thirty years
to realize
the blue expanse
which was to be my
flight arena
was nothing but
a
shapeless
lifeless space-
a vaccum
one does nt live in vaccum
you just infer it
the feeling
of feelinglessness
vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv
tis saal lag gaye
ye samajhne mein
ki jis neeley vistaar
ki aagosh mein
mujhey udna tha
wo neela aasmaan
ek shunya
hi to hai.
nirakar
nishpran
shunya
shunya mein jiya nahi jata
usey matr samajhna hota hai
ahsaas heenta ka ahsaas. June 01 lifecycle.life goes on and on like a cycle press feet onto a pedal and the next surfaces up. a day begins the next comes on solve an issue the next emerges Between the pedalling of days
goes on ,the lifecycle. You can turn the direction by a twist of the handle but the movement always remains- LINEAR you may opt for the brakes,
but are you ready to stop? why stop? where else can you experience this wind of life blowing onto your face. A bit of manipulation and esctasy could be yours The price- pushing (the pedals) day after day non stop. March 30 how little it takes. how little it takes........
just looking straight into my eyes.
just asking me to heat dinner.
just enquiring if it was vital that i chop off my hair.
just throwing the book out of my hand
just stealing into my bed
just gninning.
just asking me where have i kept the rains,
just commenting that without monsoon the heat is crazy.
just saying -"net e ghantey nei to"
just 3words-dont think so much
just a concern-switch on the light.
just a ring worn now for 11 years.
just my sea and his wildchild.
just u and me and our togetherness.
March 24 a poema poem
estangled in my chest
lines fastened on my lips
words
like butterfly
wont sit still on paper
i sit
for so long
with your name
on this blank paper
your name
just your name
could there be a
better poem. March 22 ACID RAINWE ARE LIVING IN BITTER TIMES
EVEN CHILDREN KNOW ABOUT BITTER CHOCOLATES
WHEN BEING INTRESTED MEANS THERE
IS INDIVIDUAL INTEREST
AND LOVE MEANS
THERE IS LUST HIDDEN
AND WHEN WE TALK OFRAINS
WE COULD VERY WELL BE SPEAKING OF ACIDS
THESE ARE STRANGE TIMES
WHERE EACH ONE IS BUSY
HIDDING BEHIND WALLS
ISOLATING IN CROWDS
AND COMPLAINING OF LONLINESS
wHEN EVERY NOW AND THEN
THE URGE TO BE HUMANE
HAS TO BE CURBED
WHERE VALUES IS A SYNONYM
FOR PRICE TAG
WHEN WAR MEANS THE TV
HAS TO BE SHIFTED FROM
MUSIC TO NEWS
BETRAYAL,CRIMEAND BLOOD
ARE EVERYDAY CLICHES
AND GROWING UP IS A
PROCESS OF UNLEARNING CHILDHOOD VALUES
AND LAUGHTER SOMTHING
ONE HAS TO PRACTISE
IN CLUBS OR ELSEWHERE
WE ARE CITIZENS OF A STRANGE ERA
WHERE REACHING OUT IS
A JOTTER ON THINGS TO-DO.
HELPING OTHERS IS EXCESS BAGGAGE
AND RECIEVING WITHOUT CAUSE
A REASON OF SUSPICION.
WHERE TIME MOVES SO FAST THAT
EVERYDAY SEEMS THE SAME
WHERE BITTERNESS IS ELITE CULTURE
AND SWEET UNDESIRABLE
(THEY ARE EVEN RECOMMENDING BITTER JUICES NOW)
WE ARE STRANGERS IN THIS STRANGE LAND
INSECURED,HUDDLED TOGETHER,ANXIOUS
READY TO LASH OUT---
OUR CHILDREN SEEM EVEN
MORE STRANGE TO US. |
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