Category Archives: love

After the end of all hopes

I always dote on to you throughout the samsara

Like a lonely star in the empty sky.

A leftover of memories after the annihilation of all stars

And they also bound to be converged like you and me.

After the end of all hopes

While a seagull takes a flight within the border!

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It’ll  quench fully automatically

 

 

You could buried the life alive

About to be happened

For this life!

Hence for an unknown reason

I had to born thrice

For a good slice!

Being born thrice

Means encounter adolescence

Also thrice!!

Thus a notable span of time

Have been blowing away

Only to get the fruition.

What is the age?

I asked the mirror instead of clock

While a heap of manly Mona Lisa’s sorrows

Being gathered at the back stage.

But yet life still blinks as the light of toilet

Nothing couldn’t interfere her

It’ll  quench fully automatically

Completely………..

 

 

 

14th March, 2017

 

 

One’s mysterious lonely stance

The road that had gone into my mind

And then lost into the mystery

I live with that thrill, utterly.

Yet I never grasp its unfathomable mystery

Yet sometimes through the melodies

Sometimes through the words

And again penetrate into the mind game

Called chess, what never ended up

With a simple lively hiccup

But wasn’t it enough?

Where there are scattered edges of melodies

That I once broke them into my orchestral dreams

Even the rhododendrons, magnifying glasses

That had swept by the scavengers unconsciously

Should I had to stopped, the chess mind think twice!

What I’ve left only for the manifestations!

That never rebounds as mystery!!

Lies, lies or lies all remained as fallacies once,

Hence, it hurts when it’s only sounds

That is why, I keep myself mute

In this remnants of time.

Embodied softness with the dark supple wings

Into the known periphery of mystery.

 

12th march, 2017

 

If I would be rich enough

 

Today I walked down a round around the city
Through the rhythm of Tao like a deep tube,
Gazing and enjoying the game of puppy
While I got back there’s a tinge of moonlit only.
And think twice about the future of the doggy hoods
That gave rise an idea, If I would be a rich enough
I’ll create a sanctuary for the street dogs
Where they can enjoy their instinctive drift
That has been shattered by the name of humanity!

20th November, 2016

 

Schumann with Luciana

 

 

 

 

I just wanted love and tented to be passionate

of Schumann’s works.

But what turned me into such hollow?

and threw you away in the urban heap,

along with the most precious memories.

Oh, that day regained all of these again

Into my brain!

Walked and searched throughout the alleys of burgeoning age

Where still some of your loosen hairs were floating at the air!

 

 

 

8th October, 2016

 

 

 

 

Chopin

 

 

Chopin is something where always true love exists

Blooming within the truth and lie.

All the songs that I heard till now

All bound to fall timely or untimely.

But then only Chopin remain

Withstands against the all odds,

And ask, will you go back to Renaissance?

Intend to destine to Baroque?

Or tend to moor into his Romantic!

Where Louisiana always spreads her hand out

And drags me to the woods.

The scatter notes of jazz

Turns out into the outright trivia.

Chopin, I can’t play your Nocturnes anymore

Perhaps, it is too late

To moor up in your Island!

 

 

6th October, 2016