Touch

You blow like a chill wind over me,

Moving soft over the surface,

Did you touch?

The waters of love and innocence,

While I lie and spread myself beneath,

Buried under,

The chill breeze,

Some pieces of feelings,

Flashes of lonely nights,

Darkness,

Pain,

Tears,

You,
me,
I...

Dead Painting or Dead me?

 

You still are a painting,
Into which i look every morning,
Hanging on the wall, fixed!
But...one day..you smiled at me,
I waited every single day for that smile,
Gazing through and staring into u,
I waited years..., tirelessly waiting,

for that nameless feeling...undefined,
I never knew that  u never smiled at me,

That was a smiling face painted in the canvas!

Decay

You would never see,

Till I paint it before your eyes,

The ocean of love,

Hidden in my silence!

You would never hear,

Till I whisper in your ears,

The innocent stories of love,

Secretly consuming me!

You would never know,

Till you choose to witness,

The miracle in my heart,

That is you!

Ne plus ultra!

I ascended thousand years to reach you,

With wings of pain and hunger,

For I found my heart at the pinnacle,

But at the touch of my distant whispers - “love”,

The crowns liquefied in a second,

My heart gushing down along with the streams,

Of the melting tips of longing mountains,

Neither heart nor mountains or “I” exist anymore,

The trio faded into madness and fear,

Infinite pieces of me, you and hope,
Broken by the glasses of culture and time,
The history of "Reason's" climax in ruins!

Love at Dusk

The layers of immeasurable sweetness mount,
As the beastly desires consume our bodies,
On this solid, flat, square, wooden bed – Fixed!
The saccharine fumes escape into the air,
Burning my imaginings of love's existence,
The holocaust of platonic spirits!

So Her Split Spirit Sings…

I Create,
The farther oceans,
Whose shores are torn,
Into pieces – Infinite!
I am the parched land – stripped,
Spreading along black margins,
Of the endless waters,
Unspoken!

The thirsty crevices scream,
Swollen with empty cries,
The echoes are washed away,
By the frozen waves of silent sea!

I drink the still venom,
From the black streams of lust,
Those are eternally breathless,
The anxious “horror” – Mysterious!

I whisper to the dead crystals,
The humble songs of love,
To my sole reflections,
The image of my split “self” – ripped,
Flashed on the glassy floors,
Splashing unholy blood in my eyes!

I discern you,
As I masturbate,
The infinite ego’s of mine,
Making love to each other,
Dwelling like floating corpses,
Over this hidden ocean,
Shrinking in my “other” mind!

So I choose,
For the reason “love”,
To stitch the torn bedspread,
With yarns of my deep songs,
Making the floor ready,
For the abandoned tears,
To flow on the desert lands,
Of lonely shores,
- The divine orgasm...
  In my silent mind!

I Long for Pain, In Pain !

Tonight,

Feels so dim, airy and resolved.

I gaze into my faint mind,

I look through and beyond,

Breathing in the pages of past,

I travel,

By memories – Immortal,

This fragile moment, 

Leads me into floating trance, 

Which comforts and covers,

My naked thoughts,

Those are shivering in cold of the day,

So I waited,

Till this hour of recluse,

During which I knock,  

The doors of my juvenescence,

-          Erratically hidden,

 Now, I seek to enter,

        Into the space of torment,

        To drink nostalgic pain,

        Yes! I am thirsty,

        I crave and crawl,

        For that quenching drop,

        Of ache and sorrow,

        This wakes up my drowsy thoughts,

        Those are vanishing in the air,

        Buried underneath soils of “comfort”,

        Lord, bless me with suffering,

        So that I can rise again,

        And fly,

        Beyond desires and joys,

        Into the spaces of ecstatic twinge,

        To waver and wander,

        In the heaviness of bright anguish,

        I soar into Morning through mourning,

        With ejected “grief”,

        And empty heart,

        So, I long for darkness again,

        Tears Tonight!

Mirror Eye

Flooding agony gushes beyond my tears,

Through the silent voices and still memories,

Of fleeing present and perished past,

I fade away like vapor on the mirror,

On which I see myself evaporating,

To dissolve in your eyes,

As I look through,

I cease from disappearing,

Discovering my existence,

In every layer of nostalgic breathe,

I appear,

On the mirror of life,

Life that gushes beyond tears,

Through streams of sore reflections,

I define myself!

The Love Smoke ~

 Silky Fire ooze softly from deepest outlets,

 Warmly ignite every mysterious breath – secretly,

 Sprinkles and whispers,

 Of ceaseless imaginings – so innocent,

 Untouched and unspoken,

 To fly with wings of the cotton flames,

 Light and float,

 On still nostalgic surfaces,

 Burning over the carpet fields of time,

 Emitting crystal smokes of love – Divine!

 Through the translucency, I see…

 The tender membranes tear and bleed,

 Stretched beyond life and reason,

 As the virgin wind pierce barriers of “Reality”,

 The flames of desire flow eternally,

 Into the deepest inlets - hidden!

Crucify Me With Chopped Breasts ...

Crucify me with chopped breasts,

Peel off my youthful feminine skins,

Hang me to death; hang me to the trees of fertility,

For Am cursed with femininity –

Thousand jezebels stand in wait - Masturbating,

On the Day of Judgment,

With pots of stored blood and tears on their heads,

To break it on the messiah’s pure feet –

Castrate the early virgins soon, before they mature,

For no daughter can reproduce in pain and lust,

The mutilated widows are hidden,

Under the dark blankets, in the masculine darkness –

Blessed is the city that’s ruled by bisexual bastards,

The emasculated paradise on earth,

Infinite screams of women- ness buried,

Beneath the soils of “human” sex –

The Crush Box !

Crushed,

Into this square demon box called “culture”,

Smothering my vastness,

You compress the oceans to fit into that tiny box,

Lying motionlessly and lifelessly on your working desk,

And stuff the skies carelessly into such a distorted container,

That has no eyes and ears, forever a dead box,

Am being shrunken into incessant - ness of wound!

Crushed again,

When you disconnected me from my planet,

And thrown me into a condensed prison called “life”,

This never did let me breath time and verse,

So, I continually vomit the nauseating homesickness!

When you locked me in that darkness,

I screamed out for an escape, for a touch and a move,

The abrasions of fear bleeding in my eyes!

Crushed forever,

When am buried alive underneath the human “love”,

That rolls like a dice – Uncertain,

Uncertainty led to horrifying nightmares,

So, I waited…. am waiting….

For death to touch me,

And unlock my cursed existence from that paroxysm box,

So that I can fly away from the clutch of the human hand!

I Dissolve

Abstruse I found this moment,
While am slipping from a flying charm,
that sailed into infinite dimensions,
I lapsed into bitter reality,
Found the mirror reflections of “love”
Empty and nonexistent- it’s bleeding!
So, I closed my eyes to dream,
Of that celestial charm –Love,
I fly away from gravity,
Towards the Utopian sanctuary,
And, that’s where I belong,
It’s the real home and the real space,
Into which the dendrites of my nerve cells creep,
The paradise of power and life!
I fear to close my eyes,
Lest, I may shatter the divine vision,
I breathe and wait,
To let this lapse pass and death loom over!

The “I” hole…

An infinite space hangs doubtfully,
Between the poles of fathom and lost gazes,
Silent like the windswept skies – Starless…

Questions and reasons abscond insanely,
To sink in the pensive storm!
The unanswered scantiness…

The Earth remained still for a moment,
While the fragile abyss broke,
Into tears –

The light didn’t last for long…

You breeze in,
Aerating the shivery kindles
Of my lorn and torn existence,
I Blaze with love at your touch,
It’s the ecstatic moment,
The heavenly fraction of time,
Sweeping away my darkness!

I couldn’t freeze time,
It’s moving like the floating sea,
Whose waves wash away all dreams,
The treacherous “time” betrayed me,
The earth’s still revolving,
and you move…
-away from me; breezing out!

I burn and melt,
Like the faint wax,
That’s spread on the empty floor!
I feel like am evaporating,
My pain being condensed in the air,
into droplets – tears,
I rain on the hollow shadows!

You are an evanescent dream,
You just passed by,
But you touched me magically,
I may not see you now,
But, with every sweep of air,
I feel you,
I close my eyes…and you breeze in!

The Broken Song...

I hear a song,
Echoing from the prisons and alleyways,
That’s being hummed lowly,
Like a vagrant mothers lullaby,
To the innocent cheek that suck dry breasts,
It’s the song of “death”!

It moves like a venomous reptile,
Among filthy rags and rotten mud in the dark,
Whose shadow scares the decaying creatures,
Helpless with wounds of poverty,
Those hang on the streets and holes,
The tainted images from the creator’s hand!

I swipe this portrait with my song of love,
Spreading warmly over shivering bodies in cold,
A song that hovers calmly, healing the ruptures,
It flows luminously in the heart of death,
Whose waves whisper chants of “hope”,
Into the open ears of bony infant!

It’s a covenant song,
Of hunger, of pain and of love,
Tears exist between light and darkness,
I stand there like an angel with broken wings,
While I touch the cheek of that hungry little soul,
I sing my song forever!

Insane Doodles !

I scribbled on the sky,
Some random questions,
I whispered to the sea,
Some favorite dreams,
The sky pierced at my touch,
It did split open for me,
Poured out lovely rain,
Into the sea of my heart,
I stood at the shore,
The waves carried to me,
The dreams and answers,
Touching the tip of my toes!

The Modern Leaf!

The land isn’t raked,
Savage weeds grow capriciously,
Rugged texture of its leaves hurt,
It’s unvisited– the abject of the past,
Floating in the new born sooty mind!

Disconnected and closed,
Swallowing the streams of evolution,
It’s a masked promise land,
It Flows like the fragmentary river-“I”,
The sycophant puppet is buried beneath!

The shed dry leaves lie carelessly,
Just like the austerity of a modern whore,
They spread, overlap and speak,
On the pieces of broken soil,
Lay the leaves of broken “self”!

To see the whole world in a leaf,
Or, see the leaves scattered in the world?
To find my mind on that uncombed land,
Or, is the land spread on my mind?
My existence smells like an illusion!

This vision isn’t raked,
It’s blurred, rather capricious,
The modern “world” floating in each mind,
The ground on which I stand slides,
So, I fly like the dry leaves from ancient trees!

Irk

 

You write,
The lovely dreams,
On my spread heart,
You write beautifully,
The secret stories,
I feel it while you write,
I open my eyes to see,
But, you rub it away,
Even before I read!
I search insanely,
For the lost letters,
Frustrated and irksome,
Grow sharp claws of pain,
To tear and pierce,
Blood all over the place,
Split open my precipitated mind,
I gaze into it,
Find blank pages,
Fluttering calmly,
In silence and death!

You weave,
The garment of love,
Your body with mine,
Closely and genially,
I feel the warmth,
I wish to cover myself,
With that eternal robe,
But, you untie the threads,
Tear it anxiously,
Even before I wear,
Leaving me naked,
Cold,
Desperate,
I find the pieces torn,
Of rejected clothes,
Lying scattered on the floor!
My heart fails to beat,
My mind lost in nothingness,
Numb and in love,
I remember you…

Delete

She sinks.
drenching in the untimely rain
the silent disaster smiles at her
She’s cold and dark,
uncovered.
Drowning secretly within
the outcast virgin
stands still,
wet and absorbed,
she floods in me.

I feel suffocated,
buried beneath the absent soil
the unspoken stories and the unheard cries
are thrown into the ancient sea,
erased.
I conceive darkness
I am the spotless pregnant
The flooding womb wakes up
finds the doors shut,
I sink in you!

Pause...

I pause,
The night seem like a dark wave,
Silence floats on the surface, but roaring beneath,
With conceived secret truths!
I feel composed,
Revolving around the inceptions,
I am the pregnant planet -The spherical womb,
Rolling like a ball into the space!
Colliding with emptiness, I broke,
The pieces fell on the floor,
Like the agonizing menstrual drops!
I shed,
Desires and tears – the inmost spheres,
In which I spin around narcotized,
I feel the subconscious ellipses,
Seductive like the curves of my hidden breast!
I perceive,
The circular time – fixed in my eyeballs,
To stare alluringly at “urge”,
Like the lustful look of a thirsty harlot,
It’s piercing and painful,
So I paused,
“Time” is a vamp!

Leaves of Gaia!

I creep along the naked cleavages of broken spreads,
Breathing the exhausted fumes fading out in the dark,
Barren thorns wound my juice less skins on the surface,
I bleed drops of death to moist the parched graveyard!

The earth revolves to shed seasons on heart’s derma,
To bury the hollow shadows, never to resurrect again,
Let it rain on the kaput for some lovely green reasons,
I can hear the floor’s pulse, spelling adolescent sprouts!

I exist within the pores and run through the veins of life,
To slide and mount edges of creator’s creation’s design,
I find myself in every nucleus of evolution’s pigments,
To stand lonely on the wrecked ground, yet, the only one!

Thrilling Throbs!

I open the eyes of my feel to perceive favorite extracts,
Those that awaken precious moods with flavors of you,
To shower the magical aroma within my heart’s spaces,
The thoughts that squeeze the darling essence of you!

I sense the overflowing pleasure at your reminiscence,
To hear those sweet soundings of cherished moments,
Whose waves touch the thrilling throbs beating for you,
Which are spread on my heart’s floor and mind’s shores!

You sync with every resonance of my mellifluous desires,
Every stroke of your nostalgic reflection strikes within me,
Love -unfetters my soul as am completely drenched in you,
You blow and flow in me, painting my loveliest seasons ever!

Pebbles - love

It’s such bliss to spray all those kernels –“love” on plain white papers of my spirits,
To shower those luscious seeds on each glassy layers of my conspicuous feelings,
Thoughts of you are scattered all over the place, even in the far away frozen zones,
So intense to get deep into my intimate space that’s spread vast over my universe!

Can see the magic sparks of your glimpses braided over my sweetest membranes,
Entwined and connected scrupulously to the soaring secrets of my treasured realms,
Can feel some thrilling thrusts pushing softly within the core of my dream’s stimulus,
And I breathe to collect these angelic pebbles shining on my darkest stretches of life!

That mesmerizing touch and those promising gazes of you tune my silent melodies,
I hear the silvery echoes flowing along the waves; of hearty breezes sweeping me,
Memories flash over the mirrors of love and pain, reflect sensations of your traces,
Each beat of your heart turn into pearls alive which drizzle into my warmest caskets!

I unwrap you from my fantasies and desires to hold you close to my deepest feels,
To let those fervent grasps of your very reminiscence embrace me for an eternity,
My soul flows into ocean of your charisma; absorbed in my every irresistible vein,
The pebbles of love evoke my finest lives; you - my sweetest pebble - so magnetic!

Twilight Veil

The angelic veil that’s spread on nature’s prettiness,
To float over the waves of fondling rustic streams,
To caress the senses with hues of raw and unripe,
Warm up the experience with gracious temperature!

Transparent cloaks of green and blue deeply overlap,
Passionately stretched over crystal sky and cheer soil,
To cuddle and kiss nature’s concealed exquisiteness,
Just to manifest the secret magic of twilight’s frame!

The precious capture revealed for the spirits delight,
To conceive heaven in the psyche’s intense womb,
The Picturesque drops rain on heart’s yearning floor,
The bosom clouds ride tenderly in mind’s atmosphere!

These beatific reflections unwrap soft fresh instincts,
Open the unseen doors to step into land of paradise,
To wake up the aesthetic facets those are fast asleep,
Raise the veil to expose heavenly ecstasy – Twilight!

"Butterfly"

An aromatic spirit has flew to me from the space,
It’s all scented with “past” that’s overpowering,
With wings of smile and tear, it flies around me,
In every flutter and feather, in each detailed-ness,
I see my life written and designed on the surface!

I wonder, I realize, and I discover that “feeling”,
It’s buried within me, rooted deeply; “Nostalgia”,
I see the images flashing with every wave of it,
It’s born in the space that existed in every cell,
In Every nucleus, it’s alive to fill the void-ness!

This past tenor enters my world, to conquer me,
As I submitted to it, my world is no longer mine,
Just to be an alien, to be a physical, and a mortal,
This world of fantasy rests in my every thought,
Am powerless to fly along with this, Am Human!

Am struggling to be lost, to be immersed forever,
Let the immortal take control and consume me,
To hold this sweetest reminiscence for an eternity,
Let this song be heard till I flow to merge and unite,
To float over this in my loneliest hours, detached!

It’s not human, it’s not physical, it’s just nostalgia,
That crushed me, broke in me, flooded my heart,
It’s a feeling, it’s a tear, it’s a breath, it’s a mate,
That conquered me, and am battling to reach this,
Not to be bonded and bounded, but to be dissolved!

Unlike human, this “feeling” cannot refuse me,
It flows to me whenever I feel it, flies to my heart,
May be I subjugated over, as I can feel it all around,
Right there in air, on my finger tips, in my thoughts,
Whenever I want, it just thrives and exists for me!

A nostalgic music that’s played on my loneliness,
A bond, a connect, a conquer, a battle and my “part”,
It’s an angelic aroma that overflowed my musings,
It’s a magic that flew to me and made me fly high,
A trance, a space, a feel, and a gift that perfected me!

Tears ...

The moment I was born, an element within erupted,
A fraction that’s at rest began to move, to co- exist,
Began to rip open, while released from mom’s womb,
Came alive with my first sense, first gaze, and first cry!

Dwelled in my every vein; moved in my protoplasm,
Mushroomed inside each time I resolved and ached,
Only to collide and explode like the once ago cosmos,
Can’t number these atoms like stars in the heavens!

Can feel it painful at times running through my throat,
It’s all alive, proliferating deeply to choke my breath,
Suffocating my very existence, reminding mom’s womb,
But, I know, it breathes within me, making me alive!

I resolve to unwrap the joy and pain, as long as I “am”,
I dare to face and feel, and then will I see and sense life,
The fragments grow old; grow intense, I do each second,
Till I die, let me say, these are my dense elements; “Tears!”

It's a Dream!

Touched by a secluded dream that’s so strikingly innocent,
Its crystal flashes squeeze away the bleeding heart fixedly,
Pure feelings are perfectly manifested in life’s flawed sleep,
This dream isn’t fabricated; Power within makes it factual!

It’s potent to step into the real world, real mind, and real me,
This chimera pulls me back into some fantasy lost forever,
I can finger and stroke the “time” when I close my eyes,
But, I knew that I had to return back home, the real home!

The fragmented reminiscences remind me of spent epoch,
It’s sharp; it’s quick and pierces through my craving heart,
And am wounded; ain’t absolute as this dream ceased “me”,
Tore me apart to shed real tears running on naked thoughts!

Calm

All drenched in silence,
Raining from reluctance,
Stillness rests in the skies,
Such an absolute inability!

All broke at thunder’s roar,
That scared infant dreams,
Panic struck to remind life,
Thoughts flood into mind!

Can I break time into pieces?
Each bit to tell life’s story,
It’s broken, it’s incapable!
And am eternal, I retain!

If all these joys be static,
And all the tales be sealed,
Then the image is painted,
Only to discover “Death”!

Let the skies rain upon life,
Let the thunders roar high,
And let “time” change all,
It flows and moves, yet, still!

Transition

Your presence made my psyche to open up itself,
Some transparency revealed all inner crisis of it,
To loosen my imprisoned thoughts and anxieties,
Pushed me to speak of Crush, love and religion!

Found some pieces of my torn “self” on the edge,
Swaying and bending to pick them from the ground,
Breathing and alive at night that seemed so floppy,
Striving to hold ‘em together, couldn’t fix and bind!

Those unalike fragments burst, to lie before me,
Felt the texture; so rough, vague and uneven,
Wondered at my unstable “self”, broken into pieces,
Exist here and there like the shed dry leaves!

You surely made it worth; to talk and take a walk,
To discover and realize the logic of life that’s void,
Once again to resolve my psyche that’s all ragged,
As I evolve, you became a part of my transition!

Am Sleepy...!

Gazing through wavering senses of subsistence,
Steadily fixed peeps stirred with some thought,
Reality seem oscillating between my mind and galaxies,
This very moment swings my dreams, some lullabies!
Doubt creeps in, is life a dream? Am I awake?
Ain’t moving! All’s freezed as time’s stretching forth,
Did eternity capture me and my earthly instincts?
Can feel some drowsy aura making me inactive,
Some tender breeze shutting my eyelids softly,
This angelic fragrance runs through my every vein,
Releasing my sense’s grips, to suspend into “dream”,
Am stooping! Am slipping! Am sliding! And am lost!

- Deep
Friday, March 26th, 2010.

The Unwanted

These tiny creatures are released onto the earth,
From the heavenly capture, so mysteriously angelic,
Planet wildly engulfs their lives! Generations and races,
Without an answer, to unknown questions,
Is it the flaw of the creation? To curse the innocence?
Is this bereaving existence, Pre-destined on the mind of creator?
Is there a divine judgment, for the result of “fate”?
Was hope ever been, Promised to humanity?

Some Carrot !

Would like some “Okay’s”,
Some poetry in my tea cup,
Some thoughts in my belly,
Some music on my couch,
Some tears on my texts,
Some hunger in my bag,
Some colors in my dreams,
I like when it’s senseless!

Error

Trying to locate the elapsed inspiration in past, that evoked this desire within me,
To construct a fascinating edifice whose heights may excite me in times of bitter,
Wondering at the way, my all “self” strove to build it, everyday and every second,
Competence that “hope” has given me, to nourish the spirit and also to keep it alive,
Every part of my thought and body struggled to keep the vision burning till the end,
Only dreaming away the dream, unaware of the perils that are dwelling just beside,
Those are swift enough and so immense to wither my absolute dream in a second,
And I call them dangerous, as they crushed my vision, collapsing it to the ground!

Thought that am armed strong to fight these perils to protect u, you- my only dream,
But, now I know, u r not armed, you are weak and prone to attacks that destroy life,
Even more wondered when I realized that these aren’t dwelling beside, but within u,
Even more traumatized when I found our enemy crashing out from your deep bosom,
I never knew that my foe is your guest, and I named that guest “Anger”, so erratic!
I doubt my skill now, is it deceiving? Or did it betray me? Letting the unwanted,
Creep into my Sweet dream, making my heaven, hell with its dreadful presence,
So, I wonder at its omnipresence, even in heaven, and I knew that it’s not banned!

You rejected me! As I couldn’t protect the dream, letting it collapse, my sheer inability,
You pushed me off, and there’s no space for me in your vast world, No place and am out!
But this rejection introduced me to a new world, opened new doors and paved new ways,
Returned back home, its new without your traces, fresh without your memories- my Home!
To resolve for my own “Self”, this disaster pulled me in, to explore my new discovery,
To build life from the ruins, construct my dreams again from the existing wreckage's,
You are an experience so sweet and so fragile, so delicate, yet deeply pierced my “Self”,
Still, you are not the past, Come! See my world, knock the door, and ‘am there to open!
- Deep

Charm

Natural and Native cultures luminous in the eyes,
Sincere and Simple smiles manifesting the origins,
Pure and Perfect is the clan; Charming existence,
Authentic is the spirit of ethnicity; Angelic Folk...!
- Deep, Jan 12th,'09

Green

The transmission of rustic fragrance so unknown,
The transformation of crystal twilight so untouched,
The transition of green hearts so undisturbed,
This emotive process in my static solitary heart!
- Deep, Dec 4th, '09

Home

These flawless laughs and country smiles induce innocent inspirations,
Let me bethink my childhood whoopees in rustic sands, so homely fair,
To glimpse the lovely colors of green closely through these village pets,
Let’s think new to see beauty in unnoticed, heart provoking, that’s new!

- Deep, Dec' 28th '09

Personifying Intense "Purity"

A fetus in its mother’s womb, takes its innocent origin, purely and tenderly exists in its own soothing world. It is calm in its ecstasy, untouched by vice noises of caste and creed, with virgin thoughts of divine peace, floating dizzily in secure waters of cozy feel, lost in luxurious trance of sleep, gladly blending forth into the comforting world of fantasy, drenched in nourishing fluids which emanate the fragrance of mamma’s cheer and bliss; close and friendly umbilical cord connects it to the eternal covenant of irresistible love. It’s breathtaking to realize the fact that we are a part of God’s ultimate creation which leads us towards, a sacred feeling of ”sense of belonging” to the heavenly realm.

Feel - Loss

Comatose that glossed over my senses to let my “love” slip out of my hand…
Which is the venom that perfumed my secure self with cold, impassive redolence…?
Laboring to preserve my lost treasures and chattels, with my drugged assumptions…
Is the “reality” poisoned by inner ache and stained by crimson sweat from deep within?

Exploring the profound aura of my existence, only to penetrate in to the shallow origins,
Vision of hope seems blurred with images of uncertainty entwined with echoing numbness,
Painful doubts arise in indignity to melt fumingly in the air to reach your nowhere existence,
Captured in shackles of hope and life, am swelling and throbbing to escape these deadly irons.

Solicitude sinks into anxiety creeping into every vein, the hopeless flying butterflies!
Immersed in those black waters, whose vigorous waves uprooted my dreams and desires?
Breathing the wind that blew off my calm ecstasies and quite whispers in sweet times of yore!
The drained eyes are gazing into hollowness of empty nothings, are they never gonna shut?

Baptized in solitude and resurrect amidst of anguish, only to discover myself in life’s nucleus,
This dense affair with eternal, promise my heart transparent inspirations and silvery instincts,
To see the sparks of bliss in cherished heavens and let my spirit soar to the creations’ terminal,
This dream unveils itself only to liberate my curbed birth, to fly high and reach you, like a dove!

-Deep
8th November ‘09.

Trance

The horizon seem less doubtful and hope flies to reconnect with the missing purity of innocence,
Every warm flash of past memories appear on the skies of twilight, evoking the past and the lost,
Time split away to be static as all moves freeze at a thought of broken inability to reconstruct life,
Solitary inspirations remain fixed, each fraction of time paralyzed to wake me up from life’s’ dream!

-Deep
16th feb', '09

Soak

To find life beneath the deepest ocean,
On the highest mountain,
In the driest desert and the coldest glacier,
And deep down in the crystal rocks,
Under the sediments and everywhere,
The whole earth to absorb “life”,
Every minute detail to reveal “life”,
It’s God who soaked the Earth in life !

But, let me see life throbbing deep pain,
Reflecting on the palm of a dusty hand,
Brooding silently in the filthy dark,
In the hearts that ache for hunger,
And in bosoms that concave with ire.
The broken sheds collapse as broken lives,
Soiled clothes! Burying souls beneath earth,
Its “Human” who need to soak life in “Love”!

-Deep ; 3rd March, '10

Pseudo

To stare at sense’s evolution, gazing the hush,
Twilight sphere’s driving me to breathe desire,
Desire to see through mind’s empty poignancy,
Reflected in psyche’s mirror, all life’s images,
Those glimpses of fragile joys and abiding tears,
Perceived perplexities doubt the time’s reality.
Only shaken by sudden sight of blurring truth,
Faint memories fixed behind vast insecure veil,
Secretly reveal missing past, so unfair and unsure,
All my pure “Self” suspended in thought’s core!

- Deep , March 6th,’10