Late Nights!

haughty eyelids fight each other
as melody scoops in towards them in
two directions
from the ears

and as they resist each other,
a battle begins
beneath
them-

cold gazing,
muscle wrenching,
nausea fighting and
heavy breathing -

between blood cells, there's bloodshed!

Nostalgia!

Colours on the high mountain of thought
seep into the roots through the surface of reality....

....and each time,

I turn
and return
to that part of me that knows
the turns and returns
of lonely togetherness
from each other
with each other!

In my garden....

there's a lil shrub that yields
green
clean
leaves;

there're bees that swarm next to it, near it,
though not on it,
in it they leave a hum
of a deep piano-ish dong that gets stuck in the supersonic confines of a closed room.

In my garden,
leaves bloom like flowers
and spaces sing along and echo -
between the highs and lows of silence.

To excitement!!

you rush in like fire ignited with balls of light
from some dark space inside me

and from there you spring up and release your temper
into each cell of my white head;

you make a storm of my wrinkleless face, churn my muscles, tamper with my heart, coagulate the blood in my north.

Excitement -
in shades of pink and scarlet and red and carmine and cherry and crimson -
you flavour my existence!

When you're here...

...I'll see my eyes reflecting you from the range in front of me
and like electric current you will create a U below my nose above my chin
and between the body and mind and you and me,
I'll see you in my envisioned space
through the eyes that reflect you from the range within me!

Between you and me lies the eternity of future
that I see in
each minute of my present!

For me!

Crossing millions of roads and then crossing
across
each one of those - one by one, step by step -
thats what I do to justify aptitude -
for myself...

and between each movement,
when there's a stopover -
I halt,
I breathe,
I fill
myself with life through oxygen....

but its the pause that has this amazing throughput -
from air to thought,
from thought to heart beat,
from heartbeat to breathlessness and
from breathlessness to air again...

and between each transition,
I sense,
I see,
I savour
myself in myself for myself!

PS -
After a long time, when I get time to jus be, I'm thrilled, feel at ease and I go -
gungunaati hai ye hawayein, gungunaata hai gagan,
ga raha haiiiiii ye saara aalammmm,
zooobie doooooobie parammmmm pummm!! :P

Of drowsiness and me!

Seeming lethargy in the room under a rainless sky like
a small cloud dry and waiting, hovering along
a largish ocean like a still blue, infected, formidable body embedded in
the land around it standing flat, brown, dusty and cemented and running through
millions of land bodies under
thousands of millions of legs moving hastily to somewhere like
an office or a phone booth or a school, grad, post grad or otherwise in order to make
enough to fend for comfortable living with a hall and a sofa and
some seamless lethargy under clear blue skies!

Discoveries

Corrosive textures reassure me. They kinda initiate me to real things.
There's nothing really unexpected about them.
They're crass, they're rough and they induce aversion.
But they don sit on the fence, watch you with those stony eyes and wait for you to blink.

Corrosive textures are plain, simple and nice!

Weary!

Sombre mood-Gleamy eyes-Fast food-Innocent whys

Hasty pace-Equanimous face-Cursive gaze-Kinky ways

Constant thoughts-Approving nods-Gentle Knocks

Between you and me,
there's a world that will not change...

So between you and me,
why should we? lets be the same?

PS - When 24hours seem too less, you're guilty of not making enough time for important things....but the fatigue kinda helps you forget the guilt also! :)

Truing Up!

Silent eyes beneath a silent sheath
grow pale as seasons season them.

In the yellow that covers the white sides,
sunflowers bloom
mangoes thrive
and
the mind moves, is moved and
stays
in the eternity of motion!