when its lonesome
its alone
perhaps
i live in a cage
...
suno, kabhi jo hum sach mey mil he gaye to
mujhsey lag kar gale tum bahut ro leyna
...
it happens everyday, i die
and i relive, everyday
of black magic forests, clutter my being
everyday,
...
a life gone by.....suspectedly self sustaining
it ignited self.....self immolating
courageously it pass itself by..............
its another life....time.....
...
i tried to fathom my self in disguise..........
of a.....
little girly girl...
two pigtails... or a ponytail.... red satin ribbons
...
i wish you to have a life commited to yourself
me mine i all is engulfed in you.........commit
rounded off to a millionth number
memorize snuggling shimmering
...
why is that you and me
talk of after life............
beyond time...............
what do we aspire to find
...
river side go hand in hand with flowing water,
star light shine hand in hand with fireflies,
hand out to me some nector some rays, now.
hand out to me some flight some anchor, now.
...
one day before we were destined to embark on our final journey
promise that we will sit on deep blue rug
scarlett cushion under my head
a goblet filled of special martini
...
aha...! ! !
God casted a gold nugget.. in cosmos
two waves started be seen
turmoil...... of many many ever widening... waves.....
...
HAND IN GLOVE WE WERE LIKE TWO WORMS IN A PEA POD
WHEN WE WERE UP THERE
I CAME YOU CAME, I SAW YOU
YOU SAW ME
...
Hey, Honey, call me whenever
i want to hear you out, any time of the year
whenever you feel like calling me, telling me,
today, tomorrow, exactly nintyeight and eleven
...
Oh! so its you, discerning, as only you can be
persuasion, grit plain nude grit, perturbing, you
let sleeping lions sleep let bluebird be quiet
your esteem arises from organic force, your sin original.
...
my life was no. not was, for me its still..is..
got pain got hurt got cheated got some beautiful things too
but
now
...
...its the time piece in my heart
ticking away..... spending my dreams alone........! ! !
i decided long ago to confer upon
myself a decree of... living in and out alone........! ! ! .
...
so far so good
i am heading for my swan song
they see me..laughing
i seems a jolly good fellow
...
contractual habit we took oath for, what on earth can make you forget it
rental asked was prepaid in heavy sighs,
the grassland you showed to me
tha attic, that attic, you said was a hidding room
...
one day at a time, it was slow death
life when squeezed out
can never be reloaded
paste out of a tube like
...
me still wait to get use to the idea
of not in your memory
oh! ! please, let it grow
let it take roots
...
it happens most often
i grab a piece of today
and
i turn it into a charcoal
...
i like to live truthfully- my truths... keep people and yourself surprised....go on a tangent....)
, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Butterfly, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
when its lonesome
its alone
perhaps
i live in a cage
it was forced on me
by and by
it grew on me
i liked it
or not
encased
secure
but
caged
one day i chanced
upon life
metamorphosed
my cage
my case
in a shackle
no more my
anchor
i try
i cry
i moan
to breakfree
alone me
from lonliness.....................
the words made it deep with life and spin a stealthy epic.....really it is true to say this poet is away from mainstream and this (Worldly) life see....her words ''i grab a piece of today and i turn it into a charcoal sketch out a portrait on a clean slate of today i sketch self next day early morning a hummingbird fly past i see that a yesterday's piece of paper my self portrait..that was it turned..''