*rising temperature halts at a rythm,

where it loses it cold patterns,

d body surrenders to mere energy,

when it awaits d touch of its beloved.

*I lost my heart insyd ur soul,

somehow it didnt know any other plc 2 go,

do u know,any other place it resides,

coz d more,i feel it skipped a beat.

d more i see your heaving deep breath.

*I need some place inside this closet,

there is so much crowd outsyd,n a temple standing insyd,

I hv isolated myself frm all joints,

a part of u,a part of me will never die,

The compartmental train

*winds blowing into the coaches,

noises travelling to their seats,

stations announcing its destiny,

feets stepping in circular pattern,

hanging pedals swinging to run..

Oh what a ride,this life is swaying on-The compartmental train

*listen to the monsoon winds gliding through the clear skies,

carrying so many hopes and bliss inside,

a droplet of it will change your emotion,

survive this radiating sunshine throughout the summer,

it will stock up all your sweat and dusty brows,

once its down,you will hold it in totality wows.

light dazzling from the hands,

ticking noises adds to the silence,

everyone looks up for their state,

witnessing wrinkles lined up their temples,

many raising their eyebrows too,

such emotions you beget inside them.

when will you halt and standstill,

dont run so fast against everyones will - THE RAIL PLATFORM CLOCK

turns across the deserted streets,

fingers flipping those untouched sheets,

gathering all emotions from within,

i stumble on that depart we witnessed,

halting every single energy in me,

how i wish to turn towards that tree,

where my existence with u,i want to see.

scattered images inside the box,

strings etched with old rugged blood,

tuners rotated all directions,

oiled them for a few actions,

enchanting chords reborned there,

while a few strings stumbled in rare,

slow down,lie down,

Remember its just u n me.

I am your hand,your hand is the extension of my extravagant night-The rockstar.

Disappearance has been your new getaway,

Whilst I have no complaints against this roughness of time,

There are distances running behind your wheel to mine,

Come let's sit again in that shade,rewind and rhyme.

A long road,we shared within circles.

While it was bonded with returns,

You met me when I was new to myself.

That purity has reborn with your times,

The times that make my life feel alive.

You have made not a tavern but a temple out of me,

The hand has turned my heaped up heart into,

A lifetime evolving that has you forever,

You rekindle the passion for living again,

You preserve me,and mould me.

Of what you made out of it,

Is the one that stands for you ahead.

Reflections in you assures me our lifetime,

I will love you forever,make us shine and dime

*i was parched outside this pouring rain,

Trying to make myself a sail.

Then i float to the surface,

Which had the strongest tide.

And then i stepped on those pebbles,

The ones which rolled down from uphill.

They were once under your existence,

Hoping to revisit you with them

smokes emitted out of the ride,

immense rush happening inside,

a glimpse of you is all i wish for,

to make a tired soul come alive,

to exist once again i live for.....

The magical woman:-)

such silence has creeped inside for so many years,

that not a single knock has opened its doors,

today when my bare body lies for u,

the pieces of my soul is picked up by u.

Today,its completes d person im.

Not a creature,not a thing.

A wholesome element for deep within.

such broken images i carry on my mind,

while my heart sinks in immense depth,

it drenches my seeped in soul,

when it dusts off the memories of our times.

so many faces around me,

carrying neutral expressions of a traveller,

while my mind thinks only of u,

d soul connects directly to ur soul,

i carry d lit up life of a lover in a whole.

I see a shore in your eyes,

my eyes halt at the harbour,

So much of distances have travelled,

When i come to reside underneath the naked twilight,

My soul gets anchored to that final destination..

You carry that strength to hold a force like me.

words put back together for offering,

making the fingers meet in crossing.

shutting eyelids over the turmoil outside,

prayers lifting up the spirits aside.

many commuters travl alongside me,

while my heart wandrs in d woods,

so many stations,they ponder to stop.

for me,my body wants to reside.

in that succumb for U.

Sticking their rides back to back,

Rested fingers on the wheels,

Listening to stations who maketh the sound,

so many conversations,they lacking behind,

And then they all want their lives to.

be kind,relax,rewind..

Just journey oh man..just surrender to the travel inside

Empty places,vivid minds.

Broken images,vivacious heads.

Super busy movements,

Ul need rest again,

Search for thy soul,ul find somewhere.

Orelse u have your exterior world to shelter u,

Whose plastic will melt someday,

It might bruise d old memories too.

*

every single hope holds my breath up high,

don't know how they choke us,

crushing all our dreams into fragments,

while it becomes the twilight above,

It rises up with the dawn n dies before dusk,

*you slided your hand towards my travelling skin,

every single touch made me rebirth,

Our souls got mixed to know their existence,

but the forces bruised us to the extremes,

now our body smells of dried blood.

*the world will always remain the same,

No matter if the force within holds or not,

Sudden shift in the weather clouded everywhere,

It isn't raining,but I am totally drenched.

*tamed by our phase,we drift to surrender,

wind don't carry your smell anymore,

slashed by the ones who we belong,

skins which held the touch once,

Now the bruises reach up along.

*Disappearance has been your new getaway,

Whilst I have no complaints against this roughness of time,

There are distances running behind your wheel to mine,

Come let's sit again in that shade,rewind and rhyme.

*shrugging shoulders over matters so worse,

mocking smiles breeding out a curse,

dark shades hued inside brighter minds,

thoughts rooted deeply of many kinds,

Tell us,who makes these rules to live.

Treating us not a flesh,but boney ashes.