Thursday, October 20, 2011

Corp Web

 Spider Man

 And so,
 I read his message again and again:
 I doubt my comprehension
 I doubt his writing skills
 I love it.
 It is the only I have 
 in so many days.

Each time, more keenly,
Each time, checking the unsaid,
Each time undoing my resolution

And so I reviewed my vow
again and again

I do not want to lose focus
I do not want to get affected.
Yet I want to get closer.

Thought I needed someone since long.
One day I shall devote myself-
To his affection.
Ironically, recession, inflation, privatization spread connived about the climax.

He could be a tiger.
He is one during our pillow talks.
I feel great about this disposition,
His conversation bowls me over-
Especially when he is courteous;
Especially, when he is esoteric;
Especially, when he educates me.

Times have transformed things.
Transition has led to metamorphosis.
Hysterically, I wonder
If I, ever had a crush on the filmy Spider man!

A few spiders I have know personally,
Nah! Not that man!

Spiders get trapped not in mine
But in the “Corp -webs”-
They like to believe that it’s theirs.
But it is complicated.

Tiger and spiders are a strange mix.

Iron Woman

I love apples.
But, I doubt my own integrity.
Adulteration has affected beauty
Beauty-Which I could possess.
Grandmothers never had extras.
We go to parlor for lavish spas!

For calcium, we have special Horlicks.
It tastes yum!

Confession I too was driven by
Confessional verses and so
was my mother - motivated.
To prove my mettle;
I was kept from metals in the kitchen
But I have always had pens.

When fancying an iron woman
Spider man hears
I am on way to finding myself and
I guess so are you?

I understand you are busy
And so I am.

Life in a fast lane:
We have tried fast food.
 For that matter, fast intimacy too!
 It has been damn befuddling!
 Essentially an existentialist limbo...
 A cry or whimper!
 I read his message again
 Only to understand- I need more
 But I can not expect it for sure.
 I love it.
 So I read it again-
 "Very busy,
 Sorry could not make it this time,can not write much either.
 Your thoughts awfully cast a spell on me.
 Sure would see you' sometime".

I understand there is love.
But love is challenged.
When can an iron woman feed spiders?
She plays with metal.
She looks fit and firm.

But she has got to know-
Mere reservation won’t help her.
No doubt Metro ride is pink and a consolation.

She has to be more patient than ever before.
if not the home sciences-
then she better get herself an education 

Iron is good for health.
but to rest is to rust.

And his message is music-
My mind can not forget.


Sunday, October 16, 2011

Selfish Hymns

And o low-
There comes the darkest hour too.
Just in the last minute.
Caught by frenzy,
I sing woe begone.
Where shall I hide myself?
I pray to you god,
To forgive me for my vanity
And keep me from it further Ahead is road-
Long and strong;
I have got to walk through the fog.
To reach the destination,
Meant for me,
I have got to believe in myself.
O god, please be around-
In form of friends, guides and me.
If I am alone,
Then be a part of darkness.
If I am lost in the crowd,
Then please shine high,
As sun and moon;
Entice me towards you.
Just shower your blessing on me.
This is the time I need you the most.
This is the time,
You have to be with me.
For me, you are hope!
Hope embodies you.
Stay with me in this moment...
My dreams and I need you the most.
We are your thought.
You created us and,
We walk on your path,
We need you now the most...
Standing at the crossroads.

Friday, October 14, 2011

à bientôt

Johari window's unknown zone

That quadrant excites me.
It is a mystery call.
Will I learn an occult science or,

Just do sth absolutely hysterical,
Is a million dollar question for me.

Whenever life becomes the smoothest,
I want a new adventure.
The adventure dehydrates me -
Its planning & structure are a mirage.
I still take a leap of faith.

Each time like Tennyson,
I think.
Each time unlike him,
I am alone.
I have an army of my own thoughts.
Hence no excuse,
I tell myself.

Lyrics such as Bon Jouvi's :
Wherever you are...
Consoles my pessimism.

Like the shepherd in the Alchemist-
I want to follow signs.
Omen is difficult to follow-
Yet,sometimes the  intuition is worth a million prosaic calculation.

Is this my adventure?
Will I lose every thing,
Will I gain weight?
Let it be!

I hope not to disappoint too much those,
To whom it matters.

I beg to love me same
Even tomorrow.

And I  know -
It is  just the time,
When everything feels so right and so uncertain at  the same time.

I am here and doing it!

Wish to keep writing...

Monday, October 10, 2011

She left a note

Morning cup of fresh dew fills my breath,even before the coffee brews.
I guess m happy sipping the effect through my addictive thinking, 
she was there last night.
It felt nice, 
the note near the pillow she left is nicer.
She said that back on the same page 3 u shall see me again,if your imagination tests ur patience then catch me at the movie release this Friday. Do not be envy if the hero kisses me. Just as u imagined me last night, you imagine the movie and think of u as mine...

A filmstar spoke to her aficionado

Sunday, October 9, 2011

The Sinuous

Time goes by so slowly,slowly,slowly...
I adore Madona.
I admire Richard Gere.
I look at Steve Jobs with awe.
Je'adore Kiran Bedi.
I believe in Oscar Wilde.
I like many such iconoclasts.

What do I do?
O Milton , Just wait and watch !
Turning 27 feels graceful!
I manage to look 23.
I sound 26.
I act 14.
Still a rebel...
Still harbor diaphanous dreams of glory,
I feel like a river.

My sea feels like miles away!
In my restive hour,
I think imaginatively :
Just to relax,
I rest at man made reservoirs.
Sometimes they look like sea.

Does a sea exist?
I wait for 'Godot'!
Time goes by so slowly,slowly,slowly....