I just dont know why I am feeling so sad after such a fulfilling fun-filled evening. Maybe some things just refuse to stay long, and that applies to the bliss we sometimes have a taste of!

Please do appreciate my sincere efforts.

A wild secret heart!

Things I had so long defied

Understanding

Something fragmented throughout the whole

Of love sick songs

And half mad wits

In some place where every body reside

In this stance of broken frame

Thick and still and of complexes deep

They grow beards and utter words

You would have never imagined.

When in this vast web

Somebody sits in wait

Of a voice long heard and forgotten

But never awaited

Moving in and out of distress

Until you meet with an accident

And discover the ultimate trope

The romance of eternal hope!

Please do appreciate my sincere efforts.

Again.

It is this strange restlessness that possesses me

Like a ghost that refuses to get off

Or the bouts of loneliness that I suffer

On silent rainy evenings

Whenever I come by you

Or something that reminds me of you

Or by anything that kindles up that spirited presence;

That wraps me up throughout my busy day

Or when I get up confused from a deep sleep

And find emptiness beside me

I think of you, and you come and sit beside me

And we chat for hours together.

But you vanish if for a moment I get distracted

Never to visit again; till I see you

Some evening sipping tea by the roadside

Immersed in thoughts deep

That you say disturbs you within deep

I don’t call out, rather return home

And tidy the disarranged notes that have been lying around

Lest you visit me in a hurry and find me disheveled

In such moving minutes when I contemplate thoughtfully

On certain issues that somehow went wrong

I forget what I was writing or wanted to write about

Suddenly bouts of coughing and sneezing seizes me

And I find you sitting on the floor

By my chair arranging my notes

That had been lying around for days

Things I had intended to arrange before you paid a visit.

Please do appreciate my sincere efforts.

You, or without!

Moments of laughter

Turning to a twinkling star

Somewhere far off in my dreams

Some passer by peeping in

Off some burned loaf

Thrown into the trash

No less required, nor can I care much

Things and music and stuff

Of some I dream, and others care not

Smoke and steam off a burning ship

Far off into the Atlantic

Blooming and bellowing smoke to natures oblivion

A strange spectacle off-limits

A beauty to my eye

Mush on its way encountering me

Wet streets drenched in rain

Many homeless to catastrophe stricken

I cannot care more nor less

A life difficult without you

No easier together either

With you or without

I cannot care more!

Please do appreciate my sincere efforts.