xor eax, eax

Change the world or go home !!

why what i chose….

July28

With a such a good weather out there and a fantastic busy day at work I was looking for a muse and this Surbhie gave me… A bollywood filmy masala… I took her post and responded to each para with a para… And this came into being.. :D i know it aint anything so brilliant but since i wrote this and shared with her… I thought i ll share it here too

This I dedicate to Surbhie … It is from the boy as protagonist :D though the story I twisted and changed :D

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Yes thats why they say
Never fall in love but RISE
Years waiting blink shy
Just a glance from her to die

Yes that seed sown
Yes that love grown
Sharp and crisp cuts me deep
And I oh so love to moan

And I see you every now and then
You are my missing ME
And I dont know when I lost you
Why was this suppposed to be?

I even tried to kill me
I tried my every bit
Finally settled for nothing
love stories are not true is it?

I tried my hell to cry
The sound got killed inside
I wish I were a girl
and wet my pillow with pride

I told you i dont love you
coz that was the thing to do
i knew you ld never leave me
If you knew what i was going thru

I made all arrangements
To make you hate me more
To erase me from your life
As if i was never there before

I confide it with my friends
spreading the news around
I found a new girl they say
So you feel nomore that bound

I know how much you cared
I know you still do
For this love hath me so long
Your faith, charm, voodoo

I think of you so oft
I oh so pray if it could work
And when I feel that whisper
In memoirs of you i lurk

For a chance to eye you once
I find out where all you go
And when I see you there
Sneakily my attentions you draw

But then I am reminded
Of my darker will
To leave you in the dark
As I go for my last drill

And when you came to meet me
To return that doughnut i gave
Oh so much darling you tempted me
How could I dig up my grave?

I was tempted to tell you
I hold you oh so close
but instead I yelled in pain of death
Will that explain why what I chose?

Oozing…

July8

O desire that bleeds my pen
O crafty smile that ceases often
Zapped in thy confines of love
I may for eternity be…. So…
Nail me deep… Cut me sharp!!
Gift me a scar, with blood all over….

OOZING to the death’s door!!!

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A dark silly write for the silly word prompt(thats what they call it :D ) – Oozing at Acrostic Only run by Amias & Savannah

spun-delighted journey…

July3

When every breath
Is a separation of soul
Every move;
A muscle fatigue
And you feel the darkness
Before the night-fall
Numbed senses
Just make you crawl

Switched mute
With a twitched back
Thoughts halt
Get put on a rack
And all you can dream
With a pinching groan
Is this a devil
That I called upon

Agitated, alone,
Tested and slain
Definitely
This a bad bargain
Like a dead rabbit
On the floor I lie
Hurt. Hunted.
About to die…

As the clock ticks
And thoughts collide
Auguries inaugurate
A half-muted cry!
Strain-dipped…..
Precisely – STILL
Slave…..
To your lumbago’s will

A wish of a free
Prisoned in pain
“Cauterize me”
I plea again!


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Having to bedrest all evening, this is an attempt to capture the spun-delighted fun to spondylitis like over-run….. the backache that is….

a morning encounter…

June30

The earth delights to feel your bare feet
As the winds long to play with your hair..
Get ready for your morning stroll mate
You ‘ve been blessed with your heaven’s share!!

Some cling to the box promising Bio-Sleep
Discarding the chill of the shadowed woods.
Well……. what is more celestial, divine
Than everything above your head
Or… anything under your foot!

The fragrant breath of the soil and trees,
Under the silken opalescent dream of the sky.
Among the green spirits of the dewy grass,
Symphonic with the buzz of a fly.

A walk in the woods spectacular green,
Where a hundred flowers bloom.
A gentle blush from the tree leaves,
That sashays; celebrates, like a groom.

Hear the streams bless your existence;
Their music is never to die.
Let the pouring drops wash your soul;
When the clouds sing you a lullaby.

And when you close your eyes for a while;
To breathe that fleeting bit.
How BLESSED in abundance will you feel
To just hold hands with her and sit.

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An attempt to capture the urge for an early morning saunter  :)

Earth Song…

June29

Every blade of grass,
All the little weeds;
Rub and hug each other,
Twiddle and twirl in breeze.
Hush and swish secrets,
Silently slash it free,
Outfield in joy, breathe Attar.
Now welcome their tomorrow,
Gang up for the birth of a flower.

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Written for Acrostic Only prompt – EARTH SONG

Cry…

June29

Cut me deep; you did.
Rob me blind; you did.
Yet, a lot more to come!

Chanced your charms; you did.
Ruin romance; you did.
Yield yarned in a lie.

Chalk your talks; you did.
Reasons forsaken; you did.
Yet your very soul shall cry

CRY?? CRY?! CRY!!

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Recently a reader of mine shared that i am good with writes concerning romance and should now try the other side of the story i.e. the failed aspect of the same.. So here is a post in the form of an acrostic for Acrostic Only and for Amias who always motivates me with her kind words.. Thank you Amias!! Like I promised, I return to AO and here is my post :) Hope u like it.

In response…

June25

In response to Suchitra’s post

सूरते हाल बयाँ ज़िन्दगी का किया
पल भर मैं जीवन के हर पल को जिया |
लिखते तो सब हैं ए मेरे दोस्त,
पर आपके कलम ने जो शिरकत की
आसुओं के जाम को पीकर,
मानो जश्ने अमृत उगल दिया |

गुलामे – ज़िन्दगी होते हैं लोग
पर आपकी ज़िन्दानशि की उस बरकत को सलाम |
उस कलम की हरेक आडी तिरछी हरकत को सलाम,
हसरते ज़िन्दगी की हर उस हसरत को सलाम |


preranastrot…

June19

In response to Sparkle’s poetry

एक चिर परिचित काया से
तुमने मुझको मिलवाया |
उन भूली भटकी राहों पे
इक ऊँगली तुमने पकडाया |

फिर छोड़ चले क्यों अध्चिंह में
परिचय पूरा तो कर जाते |
विषय अधूरा शय विष बरपा
तुम्हे प्रेरणास्रोत हम कह पाते |

आये तुम इक अनजाने थे
अनजान तुम्हारा ख्वाब न था |
पहचान अगर पूरी न हुई
तू भी तड़पी मैं भी तड़पा !!

tete-a-tete – a story…

June10

Like freckles,like stains making a huge blot in circumventing egos, passion, companionship or the cuddle factor; it gets difficult to co-exist. It is ruthlessly unmanageable and then you turn boring. Have you? After a daily dose of phone calls, stories, jokes, takes and complains from the quasi-human contact around, it circumfrences the same circle to the start. Emoted or not, it has to beckon like a siren someday sooner or later. Do you have an escape? Well…. I don’t think so! You turn easily expendable. Your jokes, your actions, even your serious heartfelt concerns are by large always mistaken and discharge all social batteries involved. It gives birth to silence.

Silence where you enjoy the solitude whispers, taste the salts of solace and seek ramifications for sometime, only to breach it later.Silence sometime is motivating, mostly not. Its a mere self delusion people indulge in. You are easier to unplug… And when batteries charge you join the race of cacophony without much despair, desacralization. Back on!! Using silence to connect with the chaos of humanity is rather ambitious and painful sometimes. You are so resourceful, easy and lovely and adorable. Prolly you should be a lil more uncouth, lout than gentle and noone will notice it, not even you; even when you are in the periphery horizon of human interaction. And I hope it works for you and you be happy. An easy bedaub is you look for cellphone glues. Yes. Cellphone glues are costlier affair to manage but… and it asks a lil too much in return. It is very unreal and mostly short-lived. Immersion and focus is all you need not social charade.

So I guess its time to move on. Hate it. Love it. This is how it works. The sooner you learn it the better it is for you.” – she said, as she put her favourite doll with a toy cell phone in the closet and locked it.

She was growing up.

Cockroaches…

May11

Cornered there,
Outbid I feel;
Cabalist, you think I am?

Kamikaze u make me;
Riding the stormy sky.

Oak blight louse,
Addicted to you, I am.

Cameled to the Saharas
Haunted by illusions.

Echo all over, in my head.
“She thinks… I am one of her.”

COCKROACHES !!?? eeww ??!!??

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My second attempt to the prompt Cockroaches prompted at Acrostic Only run by sweet Amias.

This attempt relies on a totally different method. Dunno if you ll like it but the temptation of the idea was exciting to take on. Check the first attempt here.

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