Birds of Paradise

The midsummer mornings
Sultry sun's scorching heat
Does not let one sleep peacefully
Stretched onto the bed
Moreover the mosquitoes
Playing melodies in your ears
To add onto this
The cellphone's rings time to time

Yet another day has started
Festive season prevailing
Smell of fresh colours
In the outside Air
Should I play or not
In the meantime of decision
Trespasser's knock on my DEN
Until it's broken
Helpless, hapless surrender

Once painted, self-rejuvenated
Attack continued on one another
Revisiting the ancient culture
Of age old human civilisation
The joy ride in the time machine
The wildness of tearing dresses
To end with, the photographs
And the HOLY drink of HOLI

High Deluge

All it takes to be...

A dull Friday morning after the exams... Lethargic start, felling sleepy whole day.

Bored, bored, boring.... It simply nt feeling well to go through the novels any more. What's to be done? The mind ponders...

The legend comes out of the den. A great weather outside, a weather which does not let one to get back to the inside periphery of the secure shelter. The mind wants to fly.

So, the freerider wants to ride on the bike and sail away to a distance, to a world of the unknown.

The team gears up in a journey towards Delhi, the city of monuments in the winds of changing season after the darkness plunged back onto earth.

Avoiding many obstructions and a lot of misunderstandings, finally we all reach our destination - Paid our awe of veneration to the epitaph of martyrs; that's India Gate.

Chilling cold breeze, hungry stomach and havoc of traffic mess in the wee hours of the morning kept the spirit alive for the night long adventure.

That's not all, returning back we had delicious Paranthas at Pehlwan's and Vishal's. Yummy, the trips should always end like this...

ShacklED

Gosh came the wind
Shivering cool blows
The tent in the grip
Of sudden standstorm
Advancing to the lavatories
With shaken legs
Put eyes on the mirror
A hush of smoke is seen

Is it me or mah soul -
Or just an illusion?
Rubbing the eyes again
Tried to clean the glass
With both hands
There's no fog either
The portrait remains same
So it's beyond illusion
It's nothing but reality

Tried to look at the reflection
and thus prove it's not mine
But how, then whom
Am I supernatural
Laughing out at own thoughts
I started talking staring at mirror
The more I talk, the smoke rekindles
Hard punch on the mirror
And the pain starts...
Awakening me from my dreams

What a Nightmare !

The Third Eye (from another angle)

(The Girl)
Flying goes the bird
Over the vast blue sky
Keeping eyes on the earth
Set on the target
Sometimes coming across
The pathway of Sunbeams

(The Boy)
There goes a man
Down the street
across the deep jungle
Listening to the chirps
His heart keeps beating
In an unknown fear

(The First sight)
He strides faster
wants to get out
Then comes a sapling
In the middle of the path
The running man tumbles down
But instead gets attracted
To the birds up above
He kept lying forever

(The consequences)
Darker becomes the woods
The man stood up
The bird vanishes
Wants to come back again
The man always waits
Finally....................

(The separation)
Days come, days go
The year passes on
The man shifts to town
The bird waits, but
The man purchases cage
with a bird in it
Forgets about everything
A day, he returns

(The Tragedy)
So comes the bird
flown from her nest
Just to see that cage
A beautiful bird inside
Repents the bird
A day opens up the cage
The foreigner goes away
Then the man realises
But the old bird never come back.

Refreshing thoughts

Walking into the busy malls of Delhi
holding your hands in my palms
& with the eyes of the passerby
glaring onto us
Creates a shivering deep into the heart
Does the person acknowledge us?

Don't care look thrown by you
Makes them feel jealous
They might even envy
I consider myself blessed
A gentle smile passes from one heart to another.

Remember the first kiss we shared
Still I remember, Ur chocolate filled mouth
Umm, U were looking damn gorgeous
How can I forget, Ur lipstick stuck onto mine
I kept the spot saved in the hanky
Will stay with me forever
In the museum of my passion

The little footsteps of us together
Without knowing the cruel realty of Jet age
Taken oath to stay together always
But... something else....
Was in store for us.

Anyway, I feel helpless
Blaming the irony would hardly aid
The wound is still to cure
Would take 'Don't-know-how-long'
Now, I won't start again, I plead
It hurts, U know as me do

Mind wants to believe in superstitions
Asks for another life afresh
Where we will be together again
& nobody will be there to part us
Till then, Bye

Throwing stones in dark...

Let the time flow
Let the wind blow
Let all sweet memories tear apart
Remember the day that made us part

Let the candle cease
Live the fire within
Let a gentle tinge in the heart
Not withstand your day & night

Love you like anything
Miss you much more
My life had got new shape
I admit from my core
All wishes gone in vain
Can’t bear with the pain
Only I know what I’ve lost
Can’t disclose at any cost

Sometimes it feels like
Is there any GOD in reality
In fact the heart says YES
But head says NO
We all know there is an end
To every beginning
But should it end like this
I’m confused where am heading

But still I will live
Obviously never thinking of
Anything better…
Hope almighty will realize someday
It’s never too late
I’ll just loiter…

Freefall

Wind blowing under the dry sky

The sole Leaf tries to cry

Gone past three bitter days

Eagerly waiting for a drop of water

Openly begging with stretched palm, but-

No results – only loiter.

! !

Devoid of other’s thought

The lynching leaf wants to caught

The motherly tree’s nourished shed

At the wee moments of her life

Fighting against all strife

Stares towards sky above

Swift blows the wind

Heart breaks, fear loomed large

Now She’s falling down to the laps

On earth bed, after discharge.

Dreamy Room

Welcome to the dreamland

Waives the Orange

But Black reminds of

Obstacles in range

Grey signifies life

That always is strange

Be vibrant in reaction

Says the Violet

The AC tells me

Be cool & quiet

Open window asks me

To be generous

Consider everyone's thoughts for success

Shows the doors.

Obscuration

" Everybody falls in Love, at least once

Likewise I have fallen, by chance. "

Four years ago, it was that auspicious day when my elder sister was getting married. All our family members in & around was enjoying on the occassion but with a pain of separation deep inside the heart. My heart danced like a "just-bloom rose" seeing all my friends in front after a long long time. Time went on to flow on its own way. Suddenly darkness loomed large. The way people turned up, goes on vanishing the same way. But she din't come. Clock echoed to tell me that it just crossed 2 a.m. All the shops around are closed by now & everyone must have taken their certain shelter under the quilt in that freezing winter night. Yet, I was not believing myself, I was hopeful that she will come.

The little frames I can recollect about my life, I know I've not met any one else who loves me more than her. I too love her with all my heart. One might get surprised to know that it was my mother who introduced me to her when I was a little kid. Then with passage of time, our relationship got deeper and denser. I did not tell my mother about this, but as we all know the proverb "the Mothers are always more intelligent than their offsprings" so somehow she realised this & passed a smile over. Others had don't care attitude to our feelings.

Dominating over my senses, She has taken all my attention towards her. Letters in the book turns vague when she takes control of me while studying. During boring lectures in the classroom she often floats on my eyes giving me a sense of relief. And when I get into the bed she gifts me with a variety of beautiful dreams. Had my mom ever deciphered my childlike friendship will turn this big. I guess 'No'. She has now taken all charges of my life. I feel myself very lonely when time prevents us from meeting each other. Is today gonna be same. I wish not.Finally she came, but disappeared then only through the back door as my suddenly got into the room braeking the silence. While going she promised "We'll meet soon."

Has anybody got any clue who is she. It's a very known persona, I'm sure all of you seen her couple of times in your lifetime. some of you might have also fallen in love with her, but somehow was not daring enough to express your feelings (LUCKY ME !!!).

She is .............

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What U all do during night in bed, "Sleep".

My tiny steps

All of a sudden I was dropped onto this earth. Then I was too small to think about the outside world that bestowed me. Everything I used to see seems to be new to me. I wondered about the various earthly objects & creatures around me. All I could do then to ask people to quench my curiosity. But alas, I didn't even started speaking then!!!! So, what to do?? Can't help but to cry.

Then I sharpened my communication skills to attempt various gestures & postures to make people understand my notion. But to only a few cases, I succeeded to communicate my real desire to them. In every other case they ended up shutting my mouth by feeding me now and then.

Then when I realised that nobody but myself understands my feelings, then started quenching my thirst on my own. I started crawling & started tasting almost everything to develop an idea about them. In some cases, others refrained me putting their nose into my business, in some cases they ended up beating me too.

Then I used to have only two or three serious business only. So I used to get plenty of time to work on anything I wished but certainly up to my capability. I just couldn't resist myself anyway doing such jobs.

And then the day came finally down the lane. I promptly stood up, but gravity denied my uprise. So I got back to my own ground as usual. For the next 3-4 days, I didn't gather enough courage to repeat the same activity. Again, one fine day I wanted to give it a try. And it worked as magic. Somebody noticed me & called my mom then to recognise my capability. They took many shots of me. And I posed as if the new conqueror on this world - totally naked. Now I feel little ashamed when somebody jitters over me seeing those famous postures given by me.