hidden deep....

He asked "Do you know what's the sexiest thing about you?"

She answered "No...I don't know"

"It's that sorrow hidden deep inside your eyes!" he answered poignantly

A tear flowed down through the corner of her eyes....may be she was trying to push out that sorrow what he was talking about!

N[ever]

in old photographs

I remember those good times
when I look at those frozen smiles
in old photographs!

Until one day

He never spoke a word to me..
until one day, I had to say good bye
Tears in his eyes!

a lil confusion

I was a lil confused this morning
which mask
should I wear today?
the good gal one? the sad gal one?
or a sceptical one?
everyday it happens naturally
I wear my dress and then
Pull out a mask from under my sleeve
it happens naturally
it was different today
I forgot my face!
my natural face
my face, sans make-up
is long back lost!

I may...

I may not have muscles
but, I would never run out of strength

I may not breathe
but, I would never run out of life

I may run out of money
but, I would never run out of wealth

I may be blindfolded
but, I would never run out of vision

I may never get an opportunity
but, I would never run out of hope

I may not have power
but, I would never run out of courage

I may not be freaking happy
but I would never run out of a smile

I may not sleep
but, I would not let loose my dreams

I may not have followers
but, I know I'm on the lead

I may look clumsy
but, I know my destination

I may be weak
but, I know how to recoup

I may fall down
but, I would surely rise up again

I may not be mighty
but, I believe in an Almighty

This Valentine's day.....

Love gifts and red roses pour
Sharing romantic kisses galore...
Animated people roaming in pairs
Acting mushy, most maddening and queer

February 14, worst day of the year
I would just want a bottle of beer
Go to the town hall dressed like a clown
Spend the day there; drink, till I am down

I see guys act brave in turquoise blue
Girls in pink without a clue
The truth is hidden, I can't speak
I would wear black for the whole week.

All the dumb ass girls get laid,
They later cry betrayed
Dim-witted boys puncture their pockets
Later are seen tearing their jackets

It's all the card seller's trick
Pink hearts and ornaments make me sick
Candle light dinners and love songs
Are things that later go wrong

This Valentines day, go to hell
Or just enjoy the fart and the smell
You better chew and eat the grass
Before, you kiss the Cupid's ass

For all those who want to enjoy life every bit
Escape the cupids arrow before it hits
Be joyous, merry and single,
Always ready to amazingly mingle

Still feeling romantic? Flush it
Coz, love is just $#!+, $#!+
So this is my opinion... what else do I say...
Love lorn a$$... Screw Valentine's Day!

psst: muse is an email fwd!

On a winter morning

On a winter morning
If fog is fortune
I am helpless
I can neither trap it nor hold it
seasons change
there is always another foggy winter coming

In the silence of the night ...

In the silence of the night
I hear those shrills of our fight
and my mind starts to wander,
I begin to reflect and ponder
On those nasty memories
On those etching worries
It begins to pain,
Then tears flood my eyes again
making my pillow wet
In the silence of the night
Once again,
my heart chooses to remember
what my mind wishes to forget!

your pic in my album!

I came across your pic in my album today,
and flipped the page before I glance at your face
Quickly looked away!
Gasping, I waited, braced myself

A ball started rolling in my throat
grabbing upon my heart, the pain started
the same pain that had haunted me
years back...when you went away
the hurt was very intense then
everything was over soon

Time blunted the anger I thought
But today I felt the wound deep in
When I came across your pic in my album today
And I quickly looked away!

Someday I will try and love again,
Don't know whether I will
I'll just guard my heart for now
and let my contuse heal

He - my Companion

He is with me
Yet....I am alone.....
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.

He is loneliness

hungry!

After a sumptuous meal…..
Blurp!

My soul still hungry!

psst...the pic is the dinner that I had in a restuarant named "Memories of China" Delhi two years back

Smile!

once in a while
we have to smile
otherwise life is a bore
for we dunno what is in store
so rules are to be broken
words are to be spoken
life is to explore
those secrets in galore
flying up high
to touch the sky
once in a way lose control
the reason may be a woman's kohl
what if it was a moonlit navigation?
will it not be an exotic temptation?
in those green slippery rock patches
gleam that the slivery sand catches
against those, the serenading blue waves
later in the wind those passionate raves
without such treks
Life would be a wreck

Alone!

As the evening transforms into night
Your merciless silhouette starts eating my shadow
Under the orange sky
I lay motionless
Arrested in the tangerine veil
Looking at the murky bare firmament
Like a thread less marionette
My tear drops reflecting your face
Alone in the multitude
Hearing those barren lands laughing at me!

an evergreen date!

Breathless journey into the jungles
alluring green and brown beauty
I wanna fall into a trance
where there is no clue to break the spell
foliage cracklings stuck to the bare skin
heartbeats soaring to reach the tips.
There beneath tall trees
I would melt, merge, meander
no path, no line
and the gust brushes my hair.
There music in the gushing water
Makes me sizzle n quiver
Finding its way through the curves, cracks n crevices
I thought I knew the path to this green bliss….
but I dunno how I forgot it now?

psst....the photograph shows Madras Christian College, Tambaram early in the morning at 6, path to the pavillion, frozen green in my canon...the words as usual my rants!

Life is a Journey!

Her silence has become comfortable
Not having to speak is easy
Parting builds split vectors
Parallel life
Folks though bonded
Live in different universes
Knowing everything
But not realizing the cold!

where the passion-flower grows!!

There is a way in the jungle
A murky way…a thorny way
Difficult, dark and scary
Leading to mystical old banyan tree

A colossal tree.. 100 years old
And in the trunk… there is a cave
Consuming is the creepy cave
I wanna take you there

Holding your hands
A tentative endeavor
As our feelings overflow
It is where the passion-flower grows

Walking down the cave
Never ending wet eerie darkness
Searching for a streak of light
Losing my path with you

Trapped to entwine
To an ecstasy that can be embraced
Finding the climber
In which the passion-flower grows

To feel our mind exploding
In the heavy scented air
To experience the shudder
As we are conquered unaware

Fainting in its fragrance
A little touch of heaven
Where imagination flows
Freezing our dreams to live forever in love

Diaries...

Her Diary

Once in my life time
I liked someone I never knew
He is tough yet pleasing
His virtuous smile fetches sunbeams
Voice so manly and looks penetrating,
Readily makes me cover my face
A blush blooms out,
When my whole world seemed crumbling
The knight of my dreams walked into my drab walls like a rainbow
Today seems more colorful than yesterday
Comrade hands always stretches for me
A never forsaking promise he gives


His Diary

She is delicate yet spirited
Her naive smile drives me crazy
She unhesitatingly gives me butterfly kisses
Her hands grasping mine
Her eyes exquisite hazel brown
Are reminiscent of the cherubs
Deep, piercing, loving gaze
Her golden, honey wheat hair
blazes resplendently in the sun
She is trouncy n pouncy…
Life bursting with sunshine,
Spring is what she brings…
Heart longs for her cuddle
Kindling intoxication…..Her thoughts take me to ecstasy…