LOVE

What are the odds that,what the Indian appearance in the Matrix Revolution said about love is true??He said," Its just another word".Well then,what would such bit-minded dumb-asses know about love?? I am not saying that I am an atheist and a firm believer or preacher.Its just feelings overwhelmed,with each of them unfolding a dilemma ,is it "ME" who thinks like that??Is it rational enough to not guarantee insanity ?? Or it can be let live the life its living within me..Yeah,yeah,yeah..I haven't been untouched..And as u would not expect,I am NOT a loser here.I'll throw an insight in words which exactly aren't symphonic,yet tell the truth.



Standing among the serene enchant of the ice-laden trees,
I was passing through bewildered,
Naught finding the remnants of the ever-fierce sun,
I chuckled to me,
It was my life’s manifestation..

Long ,long ,long I had lost her,
The sparkling of her eyes ,
Once shone my life,
Like the sun which shone to shackle the bitter cold,
Arising aspirations in the poor farmer,
Pacifying every face in the world,
Enhancing the stretch of life..again..

Today I stand abreast my doom,
Who knows ..who wins the Hide and Seek above,
Who knows when the sun shines in next,
For its destined ..
It not was her will to abscond..

Its human to try,
To comprehend the “why”,
Reasoning,”Is fate faster than love,
Will it guide me always??”

Will it never be compassionate,
For the love I made to her,
For the nights I yelped for her,
For the moments when she lay beside me,
And I sheltered her in my arms,
And curls of her locks,
Breathing in love, kissing me!!

‘Sometimes among the woods when we were passing by,
She asked me what will I do if she died??
I kissed her and clinched her close to feel my heart,
The thump was fast and I was all lost,
Enough to think if it was true,
Asked, “What would you do if it was you?”

The sun was shadowed by the wholesome dark clouds,
It poured and poured, our eyes albeit locked,
I read through her shy lenses,
It was me, only my reflection within,
The thunder struck, it roared -the satan,
She squeezed me ,I touched her soul,
And then I knew I never would want more…’

Now her sweet smile perturbs me,
Agitated I feel when the wolves cry loud in the woods,
The unresolved sniffles of hers still scream to my heart,
But memories cannot be followed,
For they always lead to the past,
Where the waves of hope surged so high,
Where the sun shone in the sparkles of her eyes,
It rained when tears rolled down her eyes,
When I had in my arms, my love, but passing by!!!

:Composed on (31-10-2008)