Holds me up
or down
a yard higher
Angelic she is
resting above my crown
Letting her sink
through my eyes
as I looked her
to ****
in depth
as we both drown
melting in each
through her descend
I ascend up
and gave
all my musculine vowel
to full her up
in each of feminine noun ...

At the 50 +
An old lot
coming from the monotonic ringing melody of Graham Bell's

gone the days of childhood , adolescence and to breath sighs !ah the kisses for her lips and eyes to watch as she walked on pedestrian , how often she moves her curvy hips ,

What's ahead !anytime anywhere , even this very  moment clocks could be locked always tightening the noose around , Death that only clips ,we're acting childish in our shells ,

In a trance kept lone , social gaining kilos of fats and accumulating distances  !  Ah though miles we're apart but isolated and in love , dancing  rhythmic on keys and board of Dell's ,

what's to hide how much we seek the harmony we lost in quest unreached as ever asking where the soul dwells ,

All exit reveals in each of thyself opened are the many hells

we are no more child but to act childish whenever in love , only  it tells ,

Cog - wheel of nature to steer

numbered the days
one ,two, three ... seven
and whatever it's far or near
The wheel always to steer

you're fragile and finite
but you're to suffer ,
At last life to transit
in very next sphere ,

Crudely bitter is the soil
raw and all happiness
a momentarily joy but
soaked in salty tears ,

All the days are same
as you carry yourself
being stagnant and rotten
stripping off the past O'dear

and beneath the polished
crust!gaping wounds in its core,
Charred soul is shredded ,
Whole across stretched the tears

and I carry all the pains
And mounting burdens to next .....
as it's always been existed
truly before end! So near !

Here I'm and love just  says
to live and beauty to raise
each of my breath to praise
the pulse to reach crescendo
higher goes the ripple
and louder is each throb
in need of you always
out there beyond
in length and breadth
The edge less creation of nature
of time and space ,
Till I'm breathless
each of word
And after more phrase
all is in love, your's praise

Here I'm and love just  says
to live and beauty to raise
each of my breath to praise
the pulse to reach crescendo
higher goes the ripple
and louder is each throb
in need of you always
out there beyond
in length and breadth
The edge less creation of nature
of time and space ,
Till I'm breathless
each of word
And after more phrase
all is in love, your's praise

I'm
only You
each of glow ,
Radiance
raised after burnt
every that's Scarred
and the cadence
self repeating
Asking !
Who I'm?
A bit little
tiny in sargam
I'm but
full in quiescence
screaming there
I go loud
in each silence
enchanting
in fire
moving in quantum
there's
to and fro
in halos
round in circles
though it seems
as I'm at random
but planted
timely
in chaotic mayhem
alive in you
springing
in each phantom
Shapeless
I was
and I be formless
that day
Of justice
and judgment
there be One face
in continuity
of love
I be You
All faces be turned
of One
in His Kingdom

Wish I have a story to narrate !
Straight, upto the mark ,
Blunt !that's to strike you fast ,
Not only the words ,
full of myth and psychic art ,
At its best !
Proximity to my heart ,
just A simple wish ,
May that one day !I will write ,
The words bursting ,
Naive and  cutting hard ,
Sun is there alone and Scarred ,
Death ! Is left only solace !
Empty the reads on tarrot card

A simple story to narrate !
Alas ! Should I ?  Create !
To save my last creed ! Though ,
I'm  being held captive barred
In subs books died un - matured ,
Imprisoned in self buried ,
More than a yard !
In deep of conscious ! There's none
Other than !that I miss You ,
I miss you ! I miss die-hard !