Just b-e-l-i-e-v-e!

The simple and selfless love, Has lost , At a bad cost, And you know , why,  my friend, You know this very well. But ... I want to have hope  for Peace and Love to be restored soon.

Your love is limited by your nature, then ; How can you , my dear friend , expect me to cross my limits?

My friend ! you talk of one thing and do another, And you preach Kabir, Its such a shame, Oh I shouldnt blame, Its a world ; A Brave Old World !  With Pretentious Face And so much of disgrace.

The marks of your feet Dear ,  are washed away  by ... don't you know? Poor thing! Someone who doesn't know his fault. Halt ! Dont rush, Illusions are in the air, Before the Final Judgement Let things be fairer.

Amidst the dryness of Waste Land Silence of flower  is so sweet and sombre That now sadness has become her eternal Beauty.

-  I love you , says da angel -  But I dont love you ! - You do! - No, I don't ... - My heart says you do, and it never lies..

I looked at the m o o n in night, And I was h a p p y for some reason, Perhaps it aroused l o v e in me. Romanticism! Alas! All is plaster not the reality, Which is hidden beneath - - -  Sand and Bricks - all a l o n e. Like the m o o n & s t a r s. Who's Soulmate then? Its not your fault my love! Its just a cruel f a c t - We all are eternally a l o n e.   

-  Lemme come inside you baby! -  Sorry ! I cant hide you today inside me ... -  Oh....okay... thanks!! ............ im going .... ......... ........ -   All I wanted to say was - Sometimes I need your shelter.. and I don't ask that does not mean I am Strong!

Sometimes we are tired of chat We try to make love on a hot summer day We dream of mountains Cold nights of honey n quilt And sometimes silent prayers To cover the guilt… Sometimes we are tired of making love We try to chat – all absurd that Sometimes praise or curse or chase All we do is to pass the tedious time Which slogs behind my night dress As the memory of that crime… Sometimes we are tired of chat No love-making , No chatting helps As if on the top of Alps We jump to suicide Jump into the dreadful silence…

Always wrapped with mysteries A gift that life is ,            I love,           I enjoy,           so alluring,           so tempting,           all beauty, Yet I can not freely play with it I don't mind... No ! I don't. Let people grab it, Let them play with it. After all they teach this way How precious it is, And they only will teach me To unwrap it.

I dont want to make any story in a poem. Its obscene ... and ridiculous I dont want any rhythm either To make fun of my thoughts... So here again I am  with what you call bullshit Feminism. But its different... Not about women But every human being... Lets now don't beg for freedom I have found out where the actual problem lay It lies inside your crippled soul Because we are never stopped to do anything by anyone except by our own will  So lets blame to our crippled will And not your parents , society , friends or lover Its just you who is stopping you... To achieve - what you call - MY DREAMS !

From whole Twilight series - I just loved last dialogue by Bella - "I am not a normal girl and I don't want a normal life."  That's why she chose Edward over Jakob , while she loved both because living with Edward would mean leading a different life.  Some tape in my mind repeats this dialogue again n again ... as if reminding me something which I have forgotten.  I... I just ... dunno ...  always feel out of the world ...  Remembering the poem by Frost - Two roads diverged in a yellow wood..... Its time to prepare myself.... for a combat with an outside world... but before that I will have to win the battle going inside my soul ...  P.S. - I wish they would have understood me... I don't need / expect shelter from them , all I want is their Faith in me... even if I am badly wrong , after all How I will be able to learn to walk if I wont stumble ? 

You are in your journey. You know your destination but don't know the right way to reach there. You begin... you stop.. ... again resume... you forget the way ... go back ... again begin....  but when you meet such people or who happen to come in your way and try to tell -- no go this way this is right ... or that way because that seems more proper ... you begin to lose you intuitive power to reach at destination . Or you tend to reach late at your destination. Now if I apply this to life's journey I feel we tend to opt for wrong or say long way to reach at our destination when we hear everyone's advice or we try to walk on the road of their experience.  ---> You should opt Science Maths ... (But I have inherent talent for photography) ----> Listen ! you cannot do intercaste marriage Ok . (God please!  if you believe in soul mates just answer my one question - Is it necessary that God must have created your soul mate in your caste) ---> Its not right ...

Morning 8 o'clock ----- " I m having this headache , my mood is off , everything is so irritating , i just hate to go out..I dont wish to celebrate today..."  (After sometime)  "... but I have promised her... she gets only a day to enjoy from her very busy schedule ... I can not disappoint her ... I have to go anyhow..." (on call - hey! listen I 'll come late , im nt feeling well ryt now...) (After few hours)  We were in movie hall ... watching Eclipse ... I were dumb if I wud miss this.... Its amazing...  n wats dis?? Gifts? she gave me my bday gifts?? Ohh..... im overwhelmed . I gave her treat... we took lunch... n went out... The weather was fine now n my mood .. well I was rocking :) (After having ice-creams , we strolled near a park...) Me ---- hey! I m not feeling like going inside the park.. its so crowdy ... you know wat sometimes I feel I hate people... as if I am a misanthropist.... lets... lets just stay here ... (on the ...