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IS IT WORDS THAT YOU PLAY WITH?
- Thoughtful isn’t it? Treacherous and Sophisticated,
- Thoughts at Mind, Brainstorming, Drowning with words,
- Not Easy… N aah!! Not at all, writing is something more,
- More-most with the playful games of words, with words.
- Thrust of meanings, whole-over nerve compelled with words,
- Forming tranquility in your brain, Running behind forming sentences,
- Grammatically verbal, Seizing you in its ocean of meanings,
- Bringing you to Light, Bizarrely.
- Phrasing it to prelude sentences, of deep questions,
- You find no answers, Answers are beyond reach,
- till the extremes,Seems Like Searching,
- Unknown and still you feel undone,
- Blurred possessed with the fire of it, you find no answers.
Boundraies
- If you Talk with me, We become friends,
- If we become friends I may fall in Love,
- If I fall In love I may propose,
- If I propose you may deny,
- If you deny, I may propose again,
- If I propose again You may accept,
- If you accept we may be in a relationship,
- If we be in relationship we may know each other well,
- If you get to know me completely,
- You may find I’m not perfect,
- If you find that I’m not perfect,
- Maybe you will leave me,
- If you Leave me, I may get hurt,
- And I don’t want that to happen.
- So is why I’m afraid.
LIFE AS IT IS
- Palpitations of pulse Palpitably Pumping
- Pricking preciocous Pride of Present with your past.
- Hmm.. Riding the ride on your road to get Radicated..
- Rabelaisian racemiferous of rantipole life with raddle,
- walking abasiacally searching abele suffering from ablepsia,
- abraid but you are abouliated
- Zoon we are with Zoonomy sufferes by Zoonosis practicing Zoophagy,
- Zoopa with zoster like zugtrompete training ourselfs like zufolo,
- Quoz we have become in quotum in quotiety quotidian with thoughts quisquilious,
- Quiff is life don’t know when gets quietus of quidam,
- Ooh..yapness to yede like yelm with yoicks,
- yonderly younker becoming yale.
Delicate We are…
- Soft edged, of adapted relation..is delicate..
- Delicate is the thought of faith..it is..
- Delicate is the trust, once boiled..evaporated..
- Delicate is the heart..shattered with pieces..carving for trueness,
- Delicate is the Love..polluted with the pollution of greed..unfaithful,
- Delicate is Mind.. uncontrollable with emotions uncatogorised,
- Delicate is what? Can’t be described.
- LIFE is delicate…totally Justified.
Just Smile
- Take Your Time,
- Dont Hurry,
- Dont Worry,
- Be Slow,
- Dont be sorry,
- Of the Sorrow,
- When time is in your favor,
- When you learn something new,
- That is what
- that is the thing,
- The thing you Gain.
- Don’t carve for Much,
- It lets you to pain,
- But Dream your dream,
- Imagine your Imagination,
- See your future,
- With open Eyes,
- Pain and Sorrows,
- Torture and Cry,
- Are part of life,
- Just Go with it,
- And don’t be shy,
- Fly………. Its you who need to fly,
- Fly in the deep,
- River, Mountains
- Build a Bridge,
- Hope for Best,
- Play the Game,
- Pass the Test,
- Close your eyes,
- Pray for while,
- Why you cry,
- Let it be,
- Just Smile.
Life…Me.
- Endangered Species,
- Species We are,
- We share Feelings,
- Feelings we Share,
- I write Writings,
- Writings I write,
- I mumble words,
- Jumble the Thoughts,
- Thoughts I carry,
- Carry in Mind.
- ……Mind I preserve,
- Preserve The Thoughts,
- Sometimes I share,
- Share to you Friends,
- I share this Poem,
- Poem Of Mine,
- Floating words,
- Carving for Life,
- Life we carry,
- Endangered Life,
- Life that dies,
- Darkness that is,
- that is the dark,
- We lit the Light,
- Light we lit,
- We give a Shot,
- Shot in the Dark,
- We are roaming,
- Imaginary World,
- Imagination we Imagine,
- Fantasize,
- You are awakened,
- awakened you all are,
- You all are like me,
- I’m like you,
- Awaken in the night,
- carving for something,
- Friends I write,..
- the words that mind shatters
- all over my nerve…
- my nerve filled with blood of words.
- Words that are in the process,
- process of creation,
- that creates the process,
- process of sentence,
- process of rhythm,
- Process of Poem,
- I’m not a poet,Poet write poems,
- I’m not a writer,Writer Write Writings,
- I’m a Pain…and I write Feelings.
