Decisions !

I realize the Reason for any failure is not timing
nor the luck or anything
It is just that you and me don't take right decisions
most of the time , yes the right decisions
Gaining and losing anything is just not the matter of time
but your and my decision
let us follow our heart and inner voice
They could never be wrong
How could they be ? when all it comes from is within
It echoes my need , may be momentary
Perhaps  forever or eternity
My need and your needs
Follow your intuitions , for you give birth to them .
And you and Me see our future through them .
Lets follow our heart one last time .  

Blind !

Who said you have a clear vision..?
remeber you were blind too ,
indeed everone is blind once in his lifetime ,
when in love.
Only a blind can enjoy the true beauty of his lover
Go blind !

Das Gluck - Verse

1

Your Absence is equalled to the
long walk on sun burnt earth
with out even a sigh of breeze !
2

Your view was pale and Vague through
my eyes.
but when the blobs touched my lips
I realized the clouds in my eyes had
melted into the June Monsoon
declaring the Intimacy I had for you

3

Have you seen Pearls on a String ?
My relation with you reminds me of that
A small thrust even could break it
But even it breaks it will only shower pearls ...
4

Use the whole blue skies
silver lines of this pouring rain ,
capture the whole air ..They fail to express how much
I want you
But I know how obvious is my heart's whisper
that How much I need you

5

I count every second and realize

I have not lived them

because your absence make them all die ..

6
when you are silent
your silence makes noise in my mind
Noise sharper than the clutter of swords
then it scribbles How I long to be with you

7

Moments , Happiness
Food or frolic
what ever is the gift wrapped
I tell its all vain with out you

8

Das Gluck stilled at 11.05 pm
Then It was a monsoon rain again
Pouring down heavily
Imprinting the given promises
And the promises remained still too
Unfolding the peak of Expectation .

Valentine's Day

LOve and Hate
I realize are like the two sides of a coin
But For the Day atleast
when you toss
May it be love !

Confessions of a loner

Life is no fun anymore ! No drinks , No passive smokes
Iam just caught , no vibes to rejuvenate the passion
seemingly a mirror my face reflects my mind
My world ends at the shut door
I hear no calling , no night creatures to be called too
Sex is a pill which lost its sugar coating , its bitter
I dont take it
buggages are stinky and shabby
And thoughts are tangets like a toilet corner
No plants and trees
And I breathe carbondioxide "

I recieved this letter from my friend , who used to be best friend ...
I didnt reply , coz all of us prefer to forget past !!

THE END OF A LOVE STORY

Scene : couple on the beach and the same old Roaring evening Sea

(sorry the word roaring cant be replaced with something delicate and tender to add more beauty to this beach scene . After all Iam gonna tell you how the love story ended.)

The girl Asked the guy clutching his hands, drawing it close to her bossom " How will I be able to see you if I lose my vision"
The guy , who was playing beech Volley with one hand using the roasted nuts , failing every time to bring the nuts close to his mouth , missed his next shot too when he heard her question.

He replied " Why you want to see me always , I dwell in your heart Baby " a smile of great relief spread on his face for he was content by giving a perfect reply .

But it lasted a few seconds only when she asked, releasing her hand and pushing him back at a time " So you are not worried about my vision ??"

Guy spread both his arms to hug her , but she made face at him , but coming more close to her feeling her sighs he said " honey , I meant to say I will become your vision "

With that finally he got to hug her too...

The camera was again focused on the sea ..the great sea was silent .
****

Ramla switched off the TV and Pinching her sleepy , tired Husband Hari asked "
Do you remember once you have said the same thing to me sitting and watching the sea like He said to her "

Hari grinned and seemed too helpless and said " Ramla , the love has just sprung in between them, on your TV show , that is why they are exchanging such dialogues "

" You mean to say the guy is fake like you Hari ?? No I dont think , that guy cant lie to her , cant fake emotions , I saw the real love in his eyes when he said those last lines " she replied aggressively.

He tried taming her by sitting close to her stretching his hands to catch her , disinterestedly she moved to the floor from the sofa and switched on the TV again.

Sitting stiff he babbled " When are these lovers gonna get married ?? So that finally Ramla will see their post marital episodes too "!! God please !
When he was busy praying for their marriage hoping for his peace too , Ramla was busy watching her next show .

RED ROSE

That Red rose
Still lasts unfaded
Fresh against the fallacy
of poisonous Love
Fresh with Perspiration blobs
like untouched dew
Was not a gratuitous gift
but a Birthday one
I grasped it , for it was
the first and last ,
when I recieved it
The rose , Red rose , was smelling love
gravitated me to you.
Perhaps .......
the Red roses on birthday cards
never fade !