Whenever we meet,
the world seems to be too dull to talk about!

Whenever you look into my eyes,
I get shaken to the core!

Whenever you talk,
I feel like reading the book I have never gone thru.

Whenever you walk,
The memory lane opens up I am destined to walk down!

Whenever you smile,
I feel like stealing a kiss from your lips.

Ah poetry, my long lost sweetheart!
We will be in each other all along.

Mere physical proximity does not excite me,
As end of the day it  boils down to  mortality.
I want them to live deep inside my gene endlessly…
Coming together,
Humming together,
Laughing together,
Making love together,
-being insane and absurd on the ugly face of realism!

Being alone- I feel liberated from all the filthy desires,
the darkness, pessimism and obscurity,
and the built-in thirst to be conventional and  happy!

Wanting happiness intensely has been the mistake,
The more I let go the closer it comes,
End of the day I  had to take refuge of  the conspiracy theory,
As they say- everything is fair in war and love!!

The power lies in letting go,
Love, affection and all the belongings,
I need to let go to be able to possess and relish  them forever!

I can sense them at dark hours,
They start flying in the air,
Coming together,
Getting glued,
Doing miracles,
Going out of the way to make this happen.
And it only happens
on the shore of wholesome solitude~~

Pain could be useful,
It could break the shell,
The masks that we wear,
The camouflage that we hide ourselves with,
And the shallow relationship we get into.
Pain gives the strength to shine,
Only if we could hold on beyond our limits,
beyond all the godly things!!!

Tonight I am disassociating myself
from all the worldly belongings,
To be able to feel lighter and stronger!

Tonight I am letting go,
Not out of humility,
To be able to survive the pain!

Tonight I am getting into the dreamy shell,
To be able to get explicit clarity
on the journey called life,
Tonight I am transcending myself
from one to many ~~

We are on a look out for both- sweet & sour,
Wish we could change the getup every other hour.
Want a wife with all the beauty and loads of brain,
A muscular husband full of romanticism without bit of strain.
We want to measure the stature of the highest mountain,
The vast sea, colorful lake and the coolest fountain.
As human being we crave for the change,
For contrast like black and white of full rage.
We want both – this & that,
The loyal dog and also the wild cat!

It is the personal philosophy that drives everything,
Drives the shadow to fly high translating profound meaning.
It is the inner soul that keeps us on the right track,
Keeps the butterfly organizing happiness on the square rack.
It keeps balance between uneven forces,
Between lumpy cactus and gorgeous roses.