Marvel..!

There is a thought digging it very deep
What are these alien smiles that do peep?
I wonder why not asleep

I kept wishing on a falling star
Why have you been so far?
I wonder how you are

I wish you are the one
Without you, will my life be undone?
I wonder how to steal that fun

A raindrop encounters your view
Why red has turned to what was blue?
I wonder what do you knew

Life has so many folds
Tell me what secrets do you hold?
I wonder why many things are untold

I hope he can help me further
Will that be just more than a whisper?
I wonder how we will move to next gear


Until the day I watch for that will
I guess will keep wondering still
For together we have to form a part,
And I wonder no more when you will take my heart

Mental Synthesis...!

New, newer, newest
Where are good friends so very fewest?

Old, older, oldest
Every moment, life gets getting coldest

Good, better, best
Whatever you are, you are definitely not among the rest

Bad, worse, worst
Life is traveled only once; quench your very first thirst

Little, less, least
So is the time, but lets just fill it with every time feast

Many, more, most
For every failure, only your betterment is the cost

Far, further, furthest
Are the pleasures, irrespective of perseverance

Painful Pleasures

Break me
Bind me
But Just don't
Remind me

I have wondered, it can be a great treasure
For this pain is perhaps, just a violent pleasure

It may have its own reasons for being relentless
But I don’t want to end up deep-heartened with passionless

For I know only one thing
And that is what I will sing

If I taste the darkness Then I'll never be the same
Once it gets inside meI only have myself to blame

I discovered and finally encountered
Pleasure is more in Hunt, than acquisition
Fulfillment isn’t more exciting than anticipation

Roads of zenith arises from the trenches of failure
I know my life will blossom only after being in despair

Hence,
Spank me
Teach me
But Just don't
Preach to me

Foresighted Union

Calendar days are getting long

Asking me to rhyme a song

Rainfall fails to make me wet

Belongingness is adding the debt

Sharing the wonders of pleasures

Unfelt feels have left umpteen leisure

Approaching thy with the desires in and out

Dreams within gets a watery sprouts

Duo tries knowing each other

More disguise in motion rather

Tieing knot is like a bridal or a cage

Sure enough therez a mate for life, together to graze

Loveliness of mornings

Mundane afternoon

Long nights

Shared

Make it a Point...!

Lets say things depend on individual point of view

We talk about the parameters with which we ever grew

There are structuring and shaping of things, when we wills

It than brings thousands of joys and countable ills

Stop covering self under the boastful trickster, Chance

Remember you have to bid farewell to the tyrant, Circumstance

Life is sometimes too rocky to traversed by wheel

Retain the fact that other path’s providence do reveal

Outside are our dreams, inside is the vision

Under the eye of supreme, just make it with precision

Be it a skin on a drum or a string on a bow

Don’t loose the rhythm of you own wow

Thats the Way...!

Every man has his way
And only through it, has his say

Pay heed, whatever the knock be
But taste just your own cup of tea

There are just two ways every problem is fought
The way that’s yours and the way that’s not

Take the former, and you will never be at fault
Because in its purest form, flawless is every human thought

Complaints, grudges, criticism, come what may
Chin up with pride, atleast you did it your own way

Dont worry, about the right or the wrong
Face the music, after all its your own song

Be the strem of uniqueness
You are there sparkling, whenever it pushes against in stress

It’s a studded path, pick them up or throw them away
You are right, when its your way

Where there is your will there is your way
And where there is your way, you have your own say.

Unqualified Emotions

Got my mind wondering
I am simply pondering

Should I reflect and than dissect
I am curious where is the effect

Oh what an illusive state of mind
Some things are robbing me blind

Feeling all alien in its methods and ways
With me only my conscience stays

I am not willing to leave just a blank note
And lots of reasons for them to gloat

There is infinite realms contains
Hope these are not new periods of pains

Sacred Sustenance to the soul

Dreaming of poetic youth,

Where we can dance with magical breath,

Cherish every moment that follows next,

Musical escapades in the moonlight,

Burning the midnight oil, Joyous sleeplessness,

We embrace the imagination,

We live in fluid fantasies of happiness.

There is a music
There is a song
There is a beat, we all feel in the bones
Blood rushing through valves unseen ,Hidden under skin. Words gushing from heart to head, head to heart, to hands, to feet, and back.Movement inside usthat feeds and frees us, Oh….
There is a sacred sustenance to the soul.

Ideas etched upon a profound word in itself...'LIFE'

Life: all about living and not leaving
No matter what all facets you are witnessing at present.
Remember it’s full with past+present+future
What am I trying to make out here is don’t leave anything behind, carry on all along with you. Past for all you learned and gave and received and built. Present to feel the liveliness and witnessing the fair – unfair deeds (of course yours. Educate yourself with ‘theory of karma’) and however future is as foggy and gloomy as say just anything (fill in your own space). For me it’s a morning fog… a poem…lol

Life: Bliss to live it and not just surviving
Don’t take is as a burden buried under some unpleasant happenings in past or undesirable happenings around…
Take it as a gift, yeah considering as they say, that we need not get a human birth every life…. Or just think about the animals and plants around. Guess are can and are able to do lot more than them, than any other living things.
Let even life feel than you are in love with it. Live it. Just love it.
Yeah you will feel that bliss within.

Life: All about small choices we make, rather than Big decisions we take

Pretend that every single person you meet has a sign around his or her neck that says, Make Me Feel Important/good. Not only will you succeed in sales, you will succeed in life……this is a great saying I ever read. Guess this helps yourself milking your own good deeds…Now these deeds need not be deeds in an actual sense….but yeah the one above will take it as your done something good.
Making someone feel at their best is the most auspicious things which we all can do, and guess what its absolute effortless….isn’t it a bliss..!
Yeah it is…just give a smile, even gratitude..

Gratitude is just an absolute way to bring more to your life..and obviously this more is what all you feel good and nice about..right..? than only than, there is a gratitude.

The same way, its all about appreciation too. It pulls things inside. And guess what...it attracts support too.

Serene Musings

Serene Thoughts milked with knowledge
There is a dedicated soul, which I must acknowledge.

Theme and design so pious
Creating the virtue, it’s killing the vice

In the process of reassuring inherent aptitude,
I discovered back hands with gracious attitude

With the resonance being so very accentuates
Zealot and Stifled emotions just could not hibernate

Transmitting thoughts of life so absolute and pristine
Will surrender own self, in the clemency of him divine.

There is elation, I admire
Oh, the pure realism, I desire

Someone is destined to be significant mine
Someone will be rediscovered to reconsider me fine

Feelings unfriendly

Do you simply understand; even though nothing has been said...
Have you ever listened to it; though deadly silence was laid. Well here i scribbled something when such unfriendly feels encountered. Yeah with little uneasiness yet ease on some acquisitions....

But yeah in the process i left questions for self...some very genuine, some very wacky, some which cant ever be answered also with few already answered and apparent....

Feeling so unfriendly
Scratching it widely

Words overwells
But still keeps you dwells

Silence encountered
Conversing battled

Why such anonymity
Or its just insanity

Alien forces working
Am I dripping or sinking

Longing for some ease
Emotions don’t want to cease

I am understanding someone
But at the cost of me the one

Sought out self

Sought out my self
It said nothing

Don’t bug with perceptions
And lacking in anything

Reasons and compassions
All having hidden meanings

Disappointment prevails
Guess got to be unforgiving
Once again

Oh the non-thinker
The conformist
There is all the same
My gosh, these is all to blame

Something is growing in my mind
Am I being a product of society?
What all I eyed
Is false democracy
Subtle controls posing as diplomacy

Distance to plan
Right from wrong
Them from me
Entertainment to self realization
Amusement to own incite

I am relaxed on a thought
How can you find
Something you have never lost ;-)

Realism of Failure, Romance of Success

The power of emotions

And the anger of silence

The hopes that tomorrow,

Will be so much brighter

Why is it so hard?

Why can't I win this game of imperfection?

It may seem awfully silly,

But I needed that nonetheless.

Later I Found,
Failure is an option, Success is an adoption

Failure puts you down in despair.

Success sends you soaring among the clouds.
Therefore, I look at myself and wonder,

Am I a success or failure.

May be I am a bit of both.

Whichever way the hammer falls

Only I can decide.

The excitement of learning all that is new

The blood hurdling things I may do

The breath taking scenary that I may embrace,

These are the things I never want to erase.

There was awaiting Realism of Failure
And on discovery I got Romance of Success

Intimate Affair of Words

Uncovering Ideas flooded with thoughts
As if nothing is important but this

Lost in the conversations
Dripping with and sinking into words

Talks were about the whole and not just parts
Making senses of substance just not seen

Recognizing everything I wanted to discover
I wonder why at times I wasn’t able to word it

Surpassing every season and reason alive
Discovered there is an awaiting accountability to begin

Studying the lines within my hands
Resetting the stuffs that make me feel sensations around

Yeah, something is letting me perform for myself
And here I am knitting those words of wisdom

There is a setting of noisy river
In the serene ocean

Implicit Trust

Getting out of no where

Making sense of nothingness
I sit and swing and

Breath in,

Breath out,

And ignore the wild wind as best I can.

Thoughts far from their demise,

Memories teared into a cup
But won't surrender to my loneliness So quickly.

Let it cut more deep.

Let it ferment and season me

Something is missing within

Which has made my eyes so soft,

My voice So tender

Oh, my need of God Absolutely Clear.

Foggy Emotions

It was so foggy out there
Like life nothing was clear

I see not what others seeThe fog used to blind me

Everything was so pale and distant
But there was a smile which was consistent

Unable to see what is near
Guess I was thrilled and yet no fear

Also there was a light satin cloud
Giving a feel of feminine proud

As if unfolding the morning affairs
Felt so warm, full of passion and care

You may find it little wacky
But for me it was a note played in a perfect harmony

I Wonder . . .

I wonder how the rainbow is made With only seven lovely colors
Guess life is in the process of few more shades

I wonder how the moon comes With so many shining stars
As if every night there are some fares

I wonder how the flowers bloom With so many colorful petals
Tell you there wont be any one thumb rule

I wonder how the wind blows With so many unexpected thoughts
Darn, being and wanting are two different things

I wonder how the rain comes with so many little raindrops
Well, there are not every things for which we need to give in return

I wonder how we belong to only us with so many hopes about eachother Ofcourse, bonds gradually develops

Whoz That.

This is something i wrote for my very dear friend Kunal. Meeting him when i entered the professional world, never kept the things just professional among us. Out of the atmosphere we had always been into, we spaced out our most enchanting n lovely relationship called friendship. Discussing all the ups n downs and new turns n twists in life, we still maintain the same consistent feelings for eachother. Feeling proud on the same. Never found him changing with other changing atmospheres around.

Besides his courtship, he do granted me with another friend for life, his soulmate. In them i see how god blesses his dear ones.

Smile rush out of my face, just with a thought of them. The each n every word in this particular composition describes the very character of his....I m blessed with him being my friend..!

Whoz there when there is a heart ache
Whoz there to hold hands at lifez every shake

Who doesn’t says ‘never talk to me again’
Who does says so and means lets just regain

Whoz there when wisdom fails us unasked
Whoz there for when stupidity prevails masked

Who gives delights which we cant measure
Who gives lots of joy and pleasure

Whoz there with us to gather all the shatters
Who gives us assurance that ‘it really doesn’t matter’

He is called a ‘Friend’

I will find at every End.

Lets Talk..!

An idea of turning back
Oops, sounded like water from the Tap

How about going for some confessions
Hehehe, but why to raise those dready sessions

Oh those lovely friendly fights
Forget it for still I can argue on my rights

Those innocent cries when I was alone
No worries, for I was just on my own

What to tell about those bicycle rides
Just know that it gave me lot many prides

Hey, those blitz that only fans the flames
Darn, its still burning with no sense of shames

And when I fly those kites with my friends
Common now… I only win, they use to pretend

Ice creams, chocolates and those cookies in the fares
Don’t you dare, for still I don’t share

Ah…those talks on love
I hate it , for I always missed that dove

Whatz, the best of my dress???
Well you don’t know only I use to impress

How about the craziness for the colour blue
Leave na, I know u will end up with not a single clue

Okay than, now I will just listen
Lets just talk about yourself but with a reason...!

Soul Mate

Still an Image
Want to touch that mirage

Standing at a lonely sea shore
Dream of someone whom I simply adore

To reach someone in submission
Who will not alter in alterations

Face with lot many smiles
With whom I can walk alone miles

Together will scratch each other’s destiny
With hands in hands, defining new ecstasy

Quetchs Surrounds

They say I don’t know
I say atleast I had a blow

They say I lack it
I kept saying will crack it some day

They said get along
I repeated I do belong

They said think over it
I argued I am covering it

They said its bad
I frowned saying don’t make me sad

They said only we can say
I potrayed things jst okay

Adverse

Diverse

Is it they,

Or I who is cursed

Peolple complaining

Got a Line

Innocence or in Guilt
I learnt silence from being talkative

Formerly or Latterly
I learnt tolerance after being intolerant

Not merely as an absence of noise
Will practice silence in expressing the most inexpressible

Yeah,
Because I reckoned
Well-timed silence hath more eloquence than speech

After these Oppressions
I will simply revolt

For erstwhile
I learnt kindness too from the happenings unkind

Avoiding mournful look in past,
Wisely improving present,
I leap towards shadowy future.

No great undertakings
But confidence would be the first requisite
And kindness in thinking will create the profoundness