I really-really-really wanna take you home,
Tonight - tonight - yes, tonight.
You would feel relaxed when you spend the night,
With me in my bed - in my bed.

I really-really-really make a promise to you this evening,
Tonight be unlike any other you'd ever see.
You would feel the joy when you spread your pretty smile,
Watching me sink in my bed - in my coffin.

First I'd kiss into your mind a termination signal,
A signal which is mine.
I promise it'd be painless and clean altogether,
Death comes sooner.

The blanket over us will be our gravestone,
Tonight, yes, you try dying.
Try dying tonight in peace and love,
With me, in my bed - my escape.

I promise to take you away to a realm,
Tonight you'll enjoy dying.
Die kissing the lips of immortality,
With me in my bed - my abode.

Burning Depths!
An Elevator Climbs Down!
Digging Your Misdeeds!
Takes You To Hell!
When You Take The Easy Route!
The Wrong One!
Logically Choosing Sins!
Attractive Entrance!!
To The Elevator To Hell!!

Come oh near,
Don't you fear,
Oh my dear,
You need mine,
Definitely,
A Kiss On The Lips.

Lips or lips your choice,
I'll do your bidding,
Just need to hear your voice,
I'll do your lips,
Definitely,
A Kiss On The Lips.

****** lips are more delicious,
To me the other lips are salty,
It's your wish to let me savor them sweet,
Or to try it on the lips which're salty.

Your dialogues are like the Calculus,
I don't get it why dx/dy has to be solved.
I still don't get it when you say 'it's just okay'.

Your behavior is horrible like Rubik's Cube,
I don't get it why it has to be disturbed at all.
I still don't get it when you kiss me through tears.

Your decision-making is as fluid as the Water,
I don't get it why it fumes as if nascent sometimes.
I still don't get it when you sink into my arms confused.

Why do I need to begin with you?
That's probably because I don't think of anything but you my love.

And for the same reason,
I end this poem with you my darling.

We are the contemptibles,
We don't mingle with you ever.
We're kept outside the walls,
We don't enter your house unless cleaning.

You call us the contemptibles,
You don't love any of us usually.
You keep us outside your walls,
You don't enter our house unless cleansing.

All of them consider us the contemptibles,
They don't worry about us usually.
All they think about is them,
That is all about us.

I thank you for coming into my life,
The barren brazen life has bloomed,
Now don't ever let me find you gone,
This life is no longer lonely like the Pacific,
The ship of my life had been stuck so badly,
There were no waves of happiness for long,
Loving you I am reintroduced to happiness.

Every Morning I Reach The Basin,
For Washing My Face & To Brush,
The Mirror Beyond The Tap Scares Me,
The Mirror Scares Me.

I See An Old Man Gazing At Me,
With Marks Of A Troubled Life,
The Reflection Meeting My Eye Scares Me,
The Mirror Scares Me..

I Don't Fret, No I Don't Fear Him,
For I Know He's Me Only Just Too Tired,
The Reflection Does No Good - Scares Me,
The Mirror Scares Me...

Dedicated to the Mirage,
Of a golden future,
With a silver person,
Usually referred to as Marriage.

In a Marriage,
Two souls seem to meet.
It is not so easy,
For two souls to meet.

I've seen a Marriage,
Which survives only due to the child.
That child grows up pledging,
Bachelorhood all his life.

Finally known Myself;
I am a soldier of time,
Only the conquest of life,
Aboard the ship to Hell.

Finally known the World;
They all aren't players,
Only the cargo here,
Aboard the ship to Hell..

Finally known You;
You weren't the Angel,
Only a mirage of one,
Aboard the ship to Hell...

For I'm one among the few;
Who struggle this way,
Only the best ones survive,
Aboard the ship to Hell....

Because the World is preferential;
To winners & not strugglers,
Only the winners'd thrive,
Aboard the ship to Hell.....

And You were just like them all;
To me gave a sweet deception,
Only to leave me alone here,
Aboard the ship to Hell......

But in the end all of the World joins me;
To the trip of time in the ship to hell,
Only after serving their sentence,
Aboard the ship to Hell.......

Dear fellow Indian,
I don't mean to be a stalker,
Not that I didn't find any other Indian,
But it's simply so rare.

Though I know this is more of a rhyme,
Than a good piece of poetry,
Not that I don't have any other way,
But I find this way of greeting appropriate.

This Cleverly Clawed Society,
These Painted Persuasive People,
With Their Apparently Sweet Talks,
They're All Eating Us Alive!

This Hyper Humane Society,
These Perpetually Punishing People,
With Their Evidently Sugary Eyes,
They're All Feasting Us Alive!!

This Sweetly Sociable Society,
These Poorly Pigmented People,
With Their Heavily Sharpened Teeth,
They're All Gorging Us Alive!!!

What I Forgot...

I Can't Actually Recall That,
But I'd Again Try To Pull It Outta My Hat.

I Barely Remember It,
But A Smile Comes To My Face,
Whenever I Get Any Faint Hint.

Her Face Flashes In Memory,
As I Try To Recall Her Face,
In My Moments Of Loneliness,
Of Inexplicable Emptiness.

Her Sweet Voice Rings In My Ears,
As I Get Bored By Stuff,
In The While I Pass Through Clears,
Of The Forests Feeling Lonely,
Trying To Divert My Mind & Attention.

The More I Try To Hate Her,
The Less I Succeed.
The More I Try To Erase Her,
The Less I Succeed.
The More I Try To Forget Her,
The Less I Succeed.

As I Get Along With The Void She Created,
I Realize Her Value - Miss Her More.
Any Other Cuter Girls Whom I've Dated,
I Can't Find Her Exact Successor.
And As I Spend My Days In Solitude,
I Long Again To Kiss Her,
I Wish She'd Know That I Miss Her.

I Forgot How To Get Along,
People Often Translate Me Wrong.
I Forgot How To Actually Smile,
I Find The Society Standing At A Mile.
I Forgot How To Be Happy Alone,
Not That I've Never Been That Way Before.
I Forgot How To Properly Kiss A Girl,
Was It By The Lips Straight Or Given A Twirl.

What I Didn't Forget Is To Write,
And To Read.
I Didn't Forget To Go To The Burial Site,
And To Lament.
What I Should Keep In Mind Is The Reality,
And Focus On It.
I Shouldn't Repent Over The Breakup's Gravity,
And Overcome It.
I Should Abandon This Surly Look On My Rigid Face.

A Small Smile Comes To My Lips,
As I Put Away Her Memory Forcibly.
She Sure Is A Beautiful Memory,
A Memory I Love To Revisit All The Days.
Though This Isn't The Life,
The Accompaniment I Desired.
I Still Don't Try In This Existence,
To Find A Replacement.
I Still Love Her I Feel,
Oh! Forget It - I Escape.

I broke up with my gal,
She was my first love.
Even though I tried,
It all ripped apart,
Tearing in front of my eyes!

I escaped my shadow,
Of guilt and loneliness,
By inviting her to curse me.

She said, "You'll repent this,"
I replied, "Who's gonna care about it,"
She started, "You may take it lightly, but one day you're gonna fall off the hill -"
I interjected, "I'm just not gonna take it baby - chill!"
She smiled weakly, "I know that you would love again,"
I said, "No doubt about it, the world is cuter,"
She uttered her curse, "But you won't be satisfied ever!"
I invited few more curses, "Go on, come on - continue your curses!"
She went on, "You'd pay for my tears with your blood!"
I taunted, "Okay! More - just go on baby,"
"You'd die feeling lonely in this whole wide world!"
I jeered, "Whoa! That scares me to death!"
She continued, "You just can't die so easily,"
I jeered again, "Hey that's not like a curse, you can't curse so sweetly,"
She blasted to end it, "Just wait & pray for death to come early!"

True she was,
My life goes on like her curses,
How true they were!

In That Moonlit Night Standing In The Abaft,
Watching The Towed Flaccid Wooden Raft,
I Thought That I Saw An Angel Resting,
Lying Exhausted There In That Craft.

I Call The Girl Out Unbeknownst Of Her Kind Name,
"Hey Young Lady!!" To Which She Didn't Much Respond,
She Looked Up Towards Me Once In Anguish & Collapsed,
I See Desperation In Her Amber Eyes & Resolve To Help Her.

The Crewmen Had Now Been Doing The Paddles After Resting,
I Summon My Captain & Ask, "Do You See That Girl In The Raft?"
The Captain Now Smiles To Say, "Commodore, Better Get Married,"
I Look Just Clueless To Which He Simply Replies, "There Is No Girl."

True He Was As She Had Simply Disappeared,
I Started Thinking Of My Sleep Needs That Day,
I Looked Around Again In A Hope To Find The Girl,
I Had Compromised My Routine As The Commodore.

Then I Immediately Realized It Was My Wild Phantasm,
Now This Was Just A Plain Illusion Of A Tired Sailor's Mind,
No Mermaids Could Have Ever Existed In Reality & Were Fake,
I Turned Towards The Deck To Go Back To My Bunk For Sleeping.

As I Climbed Down The Stairs To Enter My Room Amazed & Dazed,
I Saw Her Standing And Waiting For Me By The Side Of My Bunk,
I Accepted That Delusion Of My Mind & Started To Lie Down,
She Said, "I'm As Real As Your Thoughts, Don't Fear Me."

She & I-Me & Her, Had The Best Time That Night,
In The Morning She Was Gone & Was Just Gone,
Disappeared Into Thin Air While I Was Asleep,
Each Day I So Dearly Long For Her To Return.

I Saw A Nightmare The Other Day,
I Saw A Night Spent In A Cave,
Food Is What I Just Like All Others Crave.

You Can't Stop Shivering Anytime,
You Try Sitting Closer The Fire,
You Arrest Your Hands To Heat Them Up.

As You Look At The Grim Sky Of Night,
A Tear Trickles Down Your Eyes,
And You Quickly Wipe It Off Lest It Freezes.

They Start Talking About Blame,
They Put The Blame On The Mother,
Then You Try Not To Scream At Them.

For It Might Well Be The Earth's Bane,
It's Her Revenge Returning Every Torture,
Why Put The Blame On Her You Ask Them.

"The Earth Has Its Cycle Of Cold," They Say,
"Wasn't It Us Who Made Her Bound To Do So?" I Demand,
They Stay Quiet - Speechless To Say Anything Knowing What I Hinted.

Then I Wake Up Disturbed By A School Van,
I Try Not To Think Of My Nightmare,
But As I Peered At The Van From Behind The Curtains - The Nightmare Seems So Smokily Near.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
This Poem I Write For You,
I Hope You Recognize The Angle.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Your Smile Revealed Them,
I Hope To Witness Them For Real.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Those Were Diamonds I Saw,
I Hope That I Own Them All In A Deal.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Shiny Teeth In A Still I Observed,
I Hope To Be So Lucky To Meet An Archangel.

Oh Pearl-Toothed Girl!
Buying That Smile Is Not My Wish,
I Hope You Trade Your Smile For My Words & My Heart.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
And I must rise from the frightening ghoulish depths of darkness,
Right in the face of the sun & prevail.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
As I rise from darkness I will outperform many and conquer the difficulties arising,
Out of competitive spirit & succeed in the face of glory with each difficulty easing.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
As I defy class-boundaries and become the king of my own small world,
Away from this mean society & in the calm peace of loneliness.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
And you must not present me with another obstacle in the path I choose myself,
Sweet revenge for the taking after the 7 Seconds that you consumed.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
And my anger is calm enough to not err again in life whatever I may choose,
Disciplined it shall be as I break your ritual of carelessly punishing people for their sins.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
I accept all the negatives that I ever have had and work to nullify them,
I chose this path for me where I stand against the blizzard of in this hostile snowy world.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
I accept all my weaknesses too as I started my life anew sometime ago as the second life,
In revelry I'm not going to lose your track either & let you take over my life in your hands again.

Listen O Time!
I must perform regally again,
I must perform regally again,
I must perform regally again...

I don't resemble an angel,
But I definitely look like a demon.
I don't resemble an angel,
But I definitely look like a demon.
Perhaps you mistook me for the Archangel,
But I'm a definitely a staunch demon searching for an angel.

I'm definitely not the archangel,
I'm but surely the devil.
I'm definitely not the archangel,
I'm but surely the devil.
Perhaps I fooled you by camouflaging an Angel,
But I fell from grace long ago when you were not even born.

You expect me to be what you desire,
Because that's something none of you could be.

You expect me to do what you desire,
Because that's considered highly in the society.

You expect me to speak what you desire,
Because that's untrue & comfortable hearing.

You expect me to silently watch what you desire,
Because that's how you want your race horse to focus.

You expect me to be resilient letting you do what you desire,
Because that's favorable to all your ambitions to be our emperor.

As I Wrote My First Examination's Answers,
My Hands Shook From The Sudden Drop In Temperature.
I Wondered Wearing Daredevil Half Sleeves,
My Stunts Took Too Much From My Performance.

As I Wrote My Answers To All The Questions,
My Mind Was Then Persuaded Away From The Cold.
I Wondered Whether It Was Some Other Deeds,
My Brain Had Been Fooled By Exam Conscience.

As I Wrote The Second-Last Of My Answers,
It Was Time-Over For The Exam & All Others Started Filing Out.
I Wondered Gazing Down At My Wrist Watch's Hands,
Whether They Would Give Me Some Extra Time By Medical Case.

As I Looked Up And Sought Few Extra Minutes,
The Kind Invigilator - My H.O.D. Said It Was Fine & Agreed.
Then She Told Me To Follow Her A Few Rooms,
Into The Dimmer Exam Control Room I Followed Her All The Way.

I Was Immediately Asked By The H.O.D. to take any seat,
I Looked Around To Notice A Chair Less ***** & Decided To Be Seated.
Then I wrote and I Just Wrote Till My Answer Was Over.
And Ultimately Came Out Of The Mechanical Block Smiling Triumphantly.

I'm not a professional killer,
But I own a gun largely unused,
For I use my hands to shoot them.

I'm not a professional hunter,
But the game found my gun rather big,
For mine was the first gun she saw up close..

I'm not a professional poet,
But I shoot some bullets from my gun,
For you to reread and call them poems...

I was alone when I was growing up as a kid,
With only you being by my side always,
Even when my parents were away.
I was alone when I grew up a teenager,
You were still there right behind me,
Just like a personal bodyguard.
I am still alone when I am at 21,
Still with me you stand mostly,
Clung to me as my pet.
I will be alone when I get old,
Will only you be by my side,
Even when I finally die?

Because you were, you are & you will be,
As long as the sun shines smartly in the sky,
You'd follow me as a permanent companion.
I won't matter wherever I might be,
You're natural and independent.
It won't matter whoever it might be,
You're real and permanent.
If I deserve your company then let it be,
You're my shadow only.
You always were,
You always are,
You always will be.

In the pale sunlight of the morning,
I miss your divine glow.
In the shining sunlight of the noon,
I miss your angelic shadow.
In the sinking sunlight of the evening,
I miss you and only you.

In the harsh winds of the society,
I miss your strong care.
In the large outside world unknown,
I miss your natural love.
In the massive tree of a billion people,
I miss you and only you.

In the beautiful meadows,
I miss your voice.
In the scenic mountains,
I miss your company.
In the picturesque seas,
I miss you and only you.

Okay guys, this is going to be a romantic poem as I was in a fresh mood after I woke up. I dreamed about my ideal girl and in this poem I'm going to describe her.

The Kohl In Her Eyes
The Bangles In Her Wrists
The Anklets In Her Legs
Are All Golden

The Sweetness Of Her Choice
The Mellowness Of Her Voice
The Callowness Of Her Rejoice
Are All Elven

The Divinity In Her Face
The Uniformity In Her Grace
The Words In Her Praise
Are All Woven

Okay guys, this is going to be a romantic poem as I was in a fresh mood after I woke up. I dreamed about my ideal girl and in this poem I'm going to describe her.

The Kohl In Her Eyes
The Bangles In Her Wrists
The Anklets In Her Legs
Are All Golden

The Sweetness Of Her Choice
The Mellowness Of Her Voice
The Callowness Of Her Rejoice
Are All Elven

The Divinity In Her Face
The Uniformity In Her Grace
The Words In Her Praise
Are All Woven

But in no way does this poem means to indicate otherwise about my stand about the institution of marriage. I still remain of the opinion that marriage is not for me. This is just a poem. Peace. :-)

Probably that accident had its toll,
I neither completely forgot nor do I remember it all.
Vague memories pop-up in my mind,
I neither entirely forgot her kiss nor do I remember it all.
Old friends call me an experienced hunter,
I neither was ever one they call 'hunter' nor do I wish to be at all.

Yesteryears seem a distant memory,
I read a lesson after the event took place & changed my life.
Eager to move forward and see,
I read a lesson after each day passes away on the edge of the knife.
Kite I aspire to be flying free,
I read a lesson in future which is blurry but surely seems full of strife.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, I tell you a fact,
No, it needs no proof,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, I'll embrace you in drowning sun,
No, time won't be on a lightning run,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, you just need to try me,
No, don't you be uncertain,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, I'll take you to a dreamworld,
No, there won't be any trouble,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, you're going to enjoy it,
No, I won't make it harsh,
I'll definitely love you the best.

I'll love you the best,
Yes, you're going to forget the world,
No, you won't miss any of it,
I'll definitely love you the best.

But oh dear,
Who knows of it,
You always live so near,
Closest to my heart like the beat.

Don't ever tell the Goodbye.

I know it won't be easy,
So don't ever tell the Goodbye.

Don't ever tell the Goodbye.
We will let the time be lazy,
Just don't ever tell the Goodbye.
Don't ever tell the Goodbye.

**** the time we are away,
Just erase those memories.
And the distance between us,
I'll walk to you, so you will.

That time would come,
But don't ever tell the Goodbye.
Don't  let your lips part,
Part and open saying Goodbye.
We'll create it an art,
And won't ever tell the Goodbye.

This is just a poetic way of expressing what I guessed.

Because I had the best life
Because I had the best friends
Because I had the best parents
Because I had the best enemies
He seemed unhappy

Because I rejected that call of His
Because I outlived that day of His
Because I declined that offer of His
Because I survived that curse of His
He seems unhappy

Because I don't pray
Because I detest Him
Because I don't believe
Because I don't fear Him
He will again be the antagonist

I will be fully ready this time
I will let things be at peace again
I will let Him have His way this time
I will welcome her with my arms wide open
I won't escape death again

I often ponder
Of my being isolated
In this world of 7 billion

I often wander
Alone I often wander around
In this vast world

I often feel out of love
Of friends and those special ones
In this lovely world

I often feel I could fly
Out of this defensively closed society
In this wide world

I often get a feeling
Of sadness when I can't share happiness
In this jealous world

I often get an emotion
Of joy when I succeed in befriending someone
In this hostile world

In the end of the poem I come to the essence
Of this world as not being so mean as it appears
In this first thought

I re-read what I titled this poem as
And say out loud that
I'm Not Alone

Compromises

In the prosecution of celebrities,
And in their sentencing,
We Indians **often compromise as we get influenced by their hype,
And for them we harbor many soft-corners.

In the prosecution of high-society crooks,
And in their sentencing,
We Indians frequently compromise as we get influenced by their heights,
And allocate 5-star treatment to murderers..

In the prosecution of petty thieves,
And in their sentencing,
We Indians rarely compromise as we get influenced by their low status,
And quickly pronounce sentences...

In the prosecution of celebrated criminals,
And in their punishments,
We Indians often compromise as we get fascinated by their misdeeds,
And by their outrages....

In the execution of our daily works,
And in their performance,
We Indians seldom compromise as we often get boosted by their difficulty levels,
And put in that extra effort.....

In the protection of our loved ones,
And in their safety,
We Indians never compromise & protect them with all what we have,
And keep them safe......

In our own heartfelt ambitions,
And in their fulfilment,
We Indians nevermore compromise & strive heartily to succeed,
And rise above the world.......

Then why we Indians can't do,
What's regarded right,
In the society & in all the countries in this world,
And progress like never before........

Why we Indians can't stop,
What's regarded wrong,
In the society & immoral in humanity,
And let our land become a paradise again.........

Probably we Indians require a change,
May be you & I could help by bringing it,
In the social, local & national politics,
And see our country become the India of dreams..........

But this isn't a love letter! :-D

I met you by chance,
It's kind of a dance.
Amidst your couplets & my poetry,
I feel elated & relieved.
The difficulty in remembering your name,
Wasn't much given your scent.
The ease in remembering your face,
Was as much as looking at the mirror.
A friend like no other you are,
Who knows which Goddess you are.
You've come to me like a dream,
A dream I'd like to linger bit more.

Who knows how longer we would be,
But as long as friends we are, would be.
This is not possible going solo,
You'd have to accompany me.
But this is not at all a love-letter! :-P

Now comes this poem's end,
I hope you ignored its rhyming.
Talkative eyes tell a poem,
Yes none but you were on my mind.
But this is not at all a love-letter! ;-)