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Are the clouds shinning in this crisp morning

even when the sun is not here to brighten me

and I know my clouds are in dull grey color


Is the life bestowed with beauty and endless joy

even when you are not here sitting besides me

and I know some moments are meant not to have you

either way

Hope is alive; smiling with every breath of mine

and clouds shines with solitary ray meant for ‘us’

making life to exhale certainty of its own existance


Within the certainty in billionth of a second

holds the truth of thousand unsaid warm promises

that your life has touched me somewhere

even when I know you always think……

I am just a Lie.


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I never imagined You!

I never imagined you

with lips in shades of blue

where spasmodic laughter

has lived zillion times


with those wrinkles circling your eyes

eyes that still hold the thrill of radiance

of early morning sunshine from pines

I never imagined you

with a heart of tickling heartbeats

that cloaks all joy of zillion daydreams

daydreams not of you, not of me, but of ‘us’


with those crimpled hands

that still holds all the secret promises

mesmerizing our eyes with golden twilight

I never imagined

those cheeks, blenched beneath freckles

as if love is curling-up in the softness

and then flying away into indigo clouds of night

But I imagined…………….

me in-front of you

lying there lifeless


I imagined

every tear

falling tenderly upon my heart

burning the flame

may be of love’s radiating brillance

And then ……………………..

I stopped imagining

Me without You


P.S. For the prompt “One Single Impression”. Poem is about the impression left by the imagination!

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How do I get love? I have it. I must drop my definitions of love. Love is not saying nice things to people or smiling or doing good deeds. Love is love. Don’t strive for love, be it.

All my life I have made it complicated, but it is so simple. I love when I love. And when I love, I am my self.

“All I want is to be loved” – Wanting to be loved, to be lovable, is not really a desire for how I want to be, but for how I want others to be.

~Hugh Prather

P.S. – Pics from my PG! ‘Clouds before Rain’. (Bangalore, 7:25 pm)

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I hate love now!

Sometime love can make you slave, even of yourself. It tangles you so much into unnecessary and absurd feelings that the words from other people tangentially goes through. It makes you emotionally weak. And specially when it is a matter of first (lost) love, some people simply like to dip into it forever and they don’t realise that it is a cagey mirage. They can’t see outside world where someone is eagerly waiting to hug and love them.  This all is sham to them.

Why people are so weak and can’t gather enough strength to overcome their feelings when they know that these feelings of lost, first love is spoiling the lives of four people. Sometimes I feel like to hate love!

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For You!

When I call you


you argue with me

telling me to give


When you know

I hate to give


always making me

to go down

and drag out

that meaning

when that meaning

crushes everything


When I tell you

lets make things


you scoop out everytime

making everything


telling me about your

fight to end complexity

for simplicity

And I tell you


can bring together


And when you see

dancing me

over your digged past

you always leave me

not knowing

my dance is just amiss

waiting for your steps

not knowing

my mysterious dance

is just an endeavor

to create simplicity

just to have You!!

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………..Sometime I think is it so difficult to give meaning to a relationship when it is there in your life. Why can’t the meaning just appear by the presence of a relationship? And how long one takes to give just a pinch of allude to a relationship?

………….Somtime I think, what if…..what if you would have thought like the way you always want. Sometime, I think what if …..you would have imagined me……me with you! Why is it so difficult to finish one-sided story when that story is linked at every moment to just one person.

………….Sometime I feel I am in some dream and with a feeling that my heart is saying your name only, doing things to give you a glow, our laugh that is filled with happiness. I fear what if……..what if, one day I will open my eyes finding myself all alone. But what a dream is……..that has no hope! But what a dream is….if it is fulfilled! I just pray that my eyes never open and if my dream has to end, let it end into another one.

………….Sometime I think…………………………….

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When sporadic thought springs-up

a wish lingers with it

for you to think my thought

I wonder……..What then……

if you would have known

my wish

my thought

-Just an innocent telepathy


When every dawn crosses darkness

a wish lingers with it

for you to become my first light

I wonder……..What then……

if you would have known

my wish

my light

-Just an innocent telepathy


When I lift heart towards heaven

a wish lingers with it

for us to wish with same shooting star

I wonder……..What then…..

if you would have known

my wish

my prayer

– Just an innocent telepathy

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Oh My Stranger……….

I always feel you

among detached faces

where unknown masks

don’t know why

carries puzzled warmth

with romanesque tremor

Oh My Stranger…………..

You are on my mind

Just that my imagination

is an enemy of my vision

Dreams are dreams

don’t know why

always confined within

realm of soothing feels

Oh My Stranger………

I have always known ‘you’

as a stranger would have

known another stranger

But don’t know why

Still then

I keep on wondering

“Do you think of me as a stranger too?”

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that iced mystic stirring cold night

that seashore of high and low tides

when I weaved a song for you…..


that song of void lyrics and melody

that continuous laugh of innocent apathy

when I again renamed silence to song……..


that silence of noises and screams

that another song I started in-middle

when I turned every meaning upside down…..


that slow fading of emotions into thoughts

that road of rusted footsteps to my destiny

when fear sprinkled into strength to standstill……

I still remember to make you forget

our shooting star wish….

– a wish to forget time ticks that melted our cold night

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You cannot say ‘no’ to the people you love, not often. That’s the secret. And when you do, it has to sound like ‘yes’. Or you have to make them say No. 

~Don Vito Corleone

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