5 petals

so at last you decide decide a death of defeat. you must be holding a syringe, or standing in the edge, maybe holding a handful of pills, or scuffing the rope around your neck. murmuring a senseless intelligence forcing hard to interpret, making yourself believe that your are doing justice, a fear justice hoping the world will sympathy or may appreciate your intellects, intellects which guides you all through your life to present you with the last option suicide. oh! my wrong perception its not at all your intellects, other's intellects and bounds make you to CHOOSE, CHOOSE to live a life, a life less of life lead to loose life. you know why it happens because you cowardly compromise, compromise with the very concept. you are here for 75 years, before birth nobody knows you after death nobody will pay you. the pride, ego, self respect were never known to you at the time of birth and years later and will never bother you after death. the way of living is just a perception not a regu...

I love u for the day and all the days!! If u asks me, do I love anyone? I know time heals me and relation transform with it. But I love u and I will always love you through all ages. I am just sinking in the deep see. The water is chill, the lights murky, rest all slender…………….. U will feel just like hell, Soon the ears initiate pain, Then slowly the breath exhale, Twinge as the lungs swell. Lift the face up in numb, Nerves all stretched and stump, Move up as lifeless Plump, The corpse is now just a lump. Fish with big teeth now roam, In the lonely silence of doom, Biting and tearing the flesh apart, Bones will witness your bloodbath. The soul never dies……………. Anyway how is this new blog?? Please do comment on this…..

The stars in pitch black sky witness glaze, I lost in seductive garden's bouqute maze. She hug me squeezing her finger deep in my skin, Wishing my libido to penitrate acute in her groin. Kissing and sucking like a leech in craze, Inconspicuous femininity enjoying the crave. The mind was high in the sprit of infatuation, Feeling the thrust of subconscious imagination. We float in the raft of lust to the world of kama, Releasing the pristine sole to rejuvenate enigma. Synergy kick away with mutual consideration, Providing each other the taste of life's recretion. Scent of sweat identify the distinct trace, Finally it ends with pleasure drops of royal grace. Tired after the workout the mars prostrate, Apex orgasm of venus gradually terminate. I use methaphor in first 2 lines of each phase.

THE MORNING HUG The night it seems pitch dark; Except a thin lining of moon mark. The ground is warp with mist and fog; Far somewhere can be heard the howling dog. The wind was playing hide and seek; Whistling through the long and messy bamboo’s whisk. The shadows were seems mysteriously evil; Tur tur tur beetles sounds no less than devil. Believe it or not you have to trust; The only shelter was the marooned rusty hut. Located in the center of jungle with door shut; All you can find on it is the thick layers of dust. From thin air a beautiful angle appears; Wearing a pretty white gown looks amazingly fair. The jungle dance as birds chirrup in joy; As if the queen of queens is on its convoy. She steps on the stair and the candle glow; Everything submerges in golden dust as harmony flow. The blue eye prince came out of the dewpond; Soon their eyes bind them into a hypnotic bond. Lily of joy and rose of love blossom up; The hut too turns ...

This is the 1st ever writen poem by me. i wrote it in tenth class in mere 15 mins. A night when fall I am in the hall The day are cold I was bed rolled I dreamed very sweet With a little twist I saw I grew old And my mother she told Do u want to marry? I viewed with dary But she kept on repeted I kept on shifted At last she scold Ask me Whom you want to hold? Maren or Colen But none of them are known I say both of them are same With a little shame My mother herself choose I became a little goose I think it’s a joke But it was no less than stroke When she fix the date Marriage folk in the gate Now no door have left I have to make a mate I say ok I cried But the girl I married I liked (little later) she is simply perfect by the inner beauty she create (Now the sun rise) The night turn to morn My heart to torn She left me alone, alone, alone. for-> 'x' well on 01.08.06 i found it from my old scrap collections.

Life is playing tricks the cat's eye way, Swindle half white and half gray, You considered, after all its destine is the bay. But You are making pretences lying in the grave, Please look at the other end of the hell like cave, Unlock your wits and shout like brave. Remember Satan is dragging you by tail and horn, Cry hard and pick out the thorn, Pristine to conquer the crown. Stay Calm and leave like Tibetan monk, Meditate and guide your body in lank, Then you will discover life-tickling prank. Realize The soul is immortal, Like the phoenix ever renewal, Hold your will like a dictatorial. Let The love blot in your life, Like the sweet sound of fife, But beware marching on the edge of knife. Create A fire in which everything melt, Pick up the job you can dealt, And you will find yourself in the Orion’s belt.

Thinking about you, all the way How you will be? Will you recognize me? The childhood memories, Having lots of queries. The fights once fought royally, It never meant so cruelly, Still I cried upon those silly wound, And you too fall down on the ground. Subsequently the scolding we get, For which we never regret. And then the quick amity, By exchanging our toffee. Hahaha………….. Laughing all over the place again, As if same blood running through our vain, Friends envied form our quick gain. Remember our favorite place, top of the old rocks!! Where we exchange our lunch box, And then running around like fool, Isn’t it so cool!! I lean to the window and feel, Suddenly my fellow passenger appeal, Your station has arrive, I look around as I retrieve. Hastily I stand up, Recovering from the nick nap. As I was packing my bag, I scan the station through the window’s gap. I found you were no more the same, It seems life had played too many game. Still you are cherish, Eve...

Ever went for the evening walk The sun set Spectacular view of the golden blue sky Squirt of clouds Dealing of light between day and night The small market The small dirty child Splashing water in front of the shop To settle down the dirt A cup of tea Ahhhh……………. In the same old tea shop, the heartily taste Found an old enemy Gave a furious look Chat with some friends Jokes, taunting, pushing on each other Played a game of carom A general envious glance At the x-girl friend’s balcony Watching her old screwy dad watering the dead plants People playing cards Sip a cigarette passing onto others Cheering up on their victory Bingo!! Shop keepers giving up a profound prayer Lightening incense sticks Waving their hand Murmuring something to the god Bulb flick on randomly The whole market sinks under the fake limelight Shouting of the broker Memsabji sirf 4 rupaey ka Bought a packet of bread Saw the newly arrived lollipop, You seen at the recent advertisement Look aroun...

Print this page and go for a lovely moon walk Please tilt your head and look at the sky Just tell me what is catching your sight? Isn’t the sky is clear!! Ok tell me then => Airplanes Good and, => Cloud Ya good going and, => Stars, Ok great and, => UFO’s What?? => High voltage cable wires Shut up!! The moon dumbo……….. Can’t you see the beautiful moon? Ok let’s try to write something about it!! The moon is considered as the queen of night There are so much of write-ups on the moon, for the moon, that it is quiet sensitive and tough to come up with a good original composition. Still don’t worry at all, human mind is too smart. Ok ok I know I am talking about the human mind which I certainly don’t have so please forgive me if I came up with some old ideas which you have already read before. *********************************************************************************** A full moon night A Child Sitting on his fathers la...