Stoical

Let me-
Let me let You know,
I would never get bored
of my
Insomniac nights,
Scattered words
or of my
Perpetual Solitude!
--
---
I am Stoic of being
a non citizen to Your
genitive planet...

What else?

V@@S...



P.S, This is just an ire, eccentrically analogue to my paranoiac belligerence.

Hate me, to payoff the poem!

Partake.

I was knowing,
"YoU" would come
one day;--
to claim those all,
we had shared ever;

A space from the room---
Two shelfs from the cupboard---
And the left side of the bed,
as the window being nearer---,,,

except few consequences
shared---;
within the Eyes...


Sigh!
The memories are so indivisible!
as---
You know, I know
they farm ardent to
the fleeting time
relative to
"YoU" , "I" and "Us"

Meera

The Serenity edified---

Capitulation sanctifying
her virginity gleamed
the Aureole...

Purity in her eyes
invoked the flutist nigher...

Quiescent she stayed---
And---
merged within her
Elysian Love
for ever...


V@@S

Radio...

Excruciations---
tuned up...

Yearnings---
beated out...

Agony---
amplified...

And---

A ripple ruffled through
the dampened self
to break
it's
Slumber...



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Rendezvous

Crusade smiles-
Timid eyes--
Muffled words---

Silence-
Promises--
Adieu---



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Reminisced...

Frayed
tint of emotions,
had ever imbued
---
Eyes forked---
Eying a mute clamour
against
multiple smoulderings...

And---
Again she borrowed,

"Two palms joined
to hold the prohibitions shed..."

"Four fingers aspired
to pat her misplaced hairs..."

And---

A false exuberance...


V@@S...(Is Dead And Resurrected...)

I N S A N E

If
every miasma
of loosing
"U"
holds the
essence of
my failure,

Reviling
eyes of
"Urs"
would then
exculpate
my paroxysm
to be called



I N S A N E




V@@S...

S O L I D I F I C A T I O N

Million deterrennces
negating my insanity
of
being "Urs"
and
of
not being too
left "Me" obsolete
within the
tomb
of my forlorned
necropolis...
Opaque,
wasn't it?
"U" said
one more drop...
"I"-(eyes) did...
Lids
filled in...
with a
beguiled



S O L I D I F I C A T I O N

Addiction...

At the forlorned pages

of an Unexpressed "U"

The words rusted

in silent murmurs...

Is hovering

still an addiction ???

I have forgot,

the last time

I aspired "U"

to ripple over

"Me" ...

L I P S

Pink

is it,

i get phenomenally allured by ???

"She" said---

One blink

transforms

the

Dew -into- Wine...

Blinked---

"i"

numb...
--
---
-----
Lost

(in)

Divine.


V@@S...

Dementia

Every congealed
obsessions of mine
may befuddle the same culpabilty
over "U"
that You had ever thrown to me of
being Insane...
Now "I"
wont efface the memories
to propagate...
And---
You have to believe that
it chooses the same medium
to hit "U",
as it does to "Me"

4:30 am

You laid your eyes,
i walked along that
precluded boulevard.
Mesmerised as if i am,
propelled into the hades,
predefined...
Aidoneus---
has a beauty of it's own !

A little girl offered me a
white bloom and disappeared
within it, some where...

An old lady with a baggage
of raiments, filthy, offered me
a gold coin and disappeared
stepping back...

A mother feeding her infant
grinned at me and veiled herself...

Now You eyed me again,
betokened i am to take me back.
The alarm rang
as usual---
One journey ended
and---
the next
Geology, Honours paper- III
at 9:30 am...

Yogi

The body being,

Gross---
Subtle---
and
Casual---
more often holds me
within my inertness
of being mine.

I see;
I am not, who i am.

Still "U" claim
me of being "Urs" !

I ll decay one day
in a lone wintery night.
My corpse, coffined tight
to breathlessness
will append myself to my
eternal existence.

What ever i had, with "U"
or the same "U" had, with me
will merge within the delusions
of Attachments.

And "U" ll find a
"Love",
being an essence
of those elysian elements,
that has transformed
this lustful self
into an identity
of a



Yogi...



V@@S...

Samadhi

When the senses are eliminated
The "I"ness prevails no more.

Till "I"was "I"
"I"was not "I"
And---
now
"You" are not "U"
rather "You";
the absoluteness
I have been yenning for.

I retrieve timidly,
last night
You stepped in,
lapped me up,
patted over my fore head
and whispered gently
at my ears.

"There is no I
even no You too",

What we see all
are parts of
The Truth
unexplored,
The trance in
eternal Bliss.


V@@S (Resurrected)...

School bag...

A rough note,
geometry box,
coverless books,
broken chalk pieces,
a little kite,
inkless refills,
a clay toy,
a cricket ball,
crumpled paper boats,
childhood innocence,
erased memories,
sleepless nights,
twenty four years...
---
I have prisoned those all
in that school bag,
i have lost on my way...


V@@S...

An Ode to the awful India after the Serial blasts.

What remained as a vestige
of the carnaged artlessness,
proclaimed a quoin in the
whodunit of the
Twilight zone.

---

White noise,
Red noise;
each tends to be parabolic
at one instant or the other

---

Few pauses---

---

Twitched heart beats
will grow calmer.
Yarrows will ensnare peace.
After each a demise,
we ll exist perpetually...


V@@S...

Pocket money

A nailpolish,
Red ribbon
and one ink pen
for my exam.

"Ruko na bhaiya
Han, ek kitkat chocolate bhi lana"

"Ja pagli, tu to abhi badi ho gayee hai"

---

The tenderness, prohibited
couldn't count
the parted miles.

---

I still recall those days
you had ained my
full pocket money



V@@S...

p.s - The irrationality within the paragraphs has been intensionally maintained and could not able to change few original statements too.

Erasures...

Infidelity
agonizes---
Memories
maraud---
Mystic erasures
dapple
blots to the
strayed crepuscules.
Glutinous Betrayals
reigns over
My
Sleep less nights
within the
Chapters Of Probabilities.


V@@S...

Three Candles

"We" have three candles to night
unlike four on the other days.
---
When night feels sleepy,
winter melts at the flame
and---
You get tired of staring
at my face,
from "Ur" eyes
I read,
what "U" need.
---
A little darkness,
that lets "U"
be mine
Inseparably...


V@@S...

Cheerios

Memories;
derelict, cloisters-,
the moment
we nutrify
the immiscibility
of the
uncommon essences
between
"Us".
---
Fiery
blood cells
sear pauses
in veins.
---
Lachrymal "Cheerios"
endures,
when
Love eludes
in
Infidelity.




V@@S...

Crepuscule

Quiescent dusk
tinged the window,
Carmined ---
ravaging the silence
restrained
before aeons.

Derelict, a body
secluded, lounged
over a known shoulder.

Alas---

Blues would have
never seemed
so faithful before.


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Obstinacy

Why it feels
so often, as if
"U" are here-
Dreamy eyes,
those untied hairs-
hiding "Ur" face
Slothfully on my lap,

Serene--
the breeze,
unveiling the
blooming innocence---

A glimpse drops...

And here,
memories incinerate
me within infinite obstinances.


V@@S...

Strayed

Dreams strayed,
Shattered---
Red, blue and black.
Time inherits the
"Trust"
And---
we only nutrify
the same.
Changes are too relative,
to both You and Me
So we strayed.
Now , no more
"U" , "Me" and "Us".
You are happy being "U"
and "Me",
what I am supposed to be.

Urn...

We used to have
uncommon choices.

ball pen-gel pen
rain-winter
red-blue.

My poems never battle
with her novels,
neither her present
with my past.

There, in the shrine
she meditates,
while I muse over
the clouds from the window.

Steeped in a promise,
common to my torpid palms
she croons from the Urns...
--
---
with a scud of whiffs
from the forlorned necropolis.


V@@S...

Aum...

A word uttered.
Waves diffused.
Spirit inhaled
a
Subtle Consciousness.
Life, repleted by the
Ethereal energy.
Now---
Thou self
got imbrued
with
Sanctification!


Pravaas...

Nonsense scientific syllables.

"You"


"Probability"
holds an explanation
for "You".
Each the time
a coin being tossed, I wish,
I wont have to repeat the same.
Biased, the result comes.
I have owed the failure closely
again.


"Me"


I was supposed to be Inorganic,
But how could Insanity
been better proved!


Relativity


Relativity remained as a
meaning less concept,
because Particles
never willed to chase light.
Now,
don't blame Time
and---
Einstein too.



V@@S...

Pitchless

Sullen flutist
lounges.
Ahh...
ripples a
false ebullience.
Love;Beguiled
intunes,
when
eyes skip over
memories.


V@@S...