in the groove

back in the groove
back to my roots,

feeling a little shrewd
after i got a little screwd

for after every dusk is dawn
for as after every failure is the uprising

for after every week end is the week day
for every week day is back to the groove

back to business, back to energy
back to life, back to soberness

i stopped myself for blaming the weekends
for i just figured out that, it's just me

the more i want to stay me every weekend
the more this world pushes me to the edge

i wont be able to say if my sub consciouls builds it up for me
or if i am destined to be in and out of grooves

substantial rhetoric of my peace on self
i give peace out of myself now

for i learn the ways of the world anywhich ways,
give unto thee that you take un-from

everyone said the same thing in their own words,
i give unto after i take unfrom,

my consciouss, my sub, my super, all bow down to you
for you will always be my inspiration to the beyond...!

semi virtual smiles

it is so hard to tell,
in this consoling realm of virutuality

i wish for conveyance in all swings
as they are meant, but fit with wings

dawn or dusk, or all that in between
my mind keeps on tapping this realm

even though i am no longer in the world of relativity
but what if this virutal mode is the only way to relate

will i falter, will i fade
will i better, accept the jade

very eccentric in your domain,
virtuality gave me anohter name.

a reason to smile, with nothing to blame
now is it? that i understand your fame.

from the vastness of the past
to the glory that is to last

bring me to the present
your ever so pacing days

i need to last a day to see another
to see another is to bid another

for bidding addieu is a fresh sign
as Change is the middle name, the first being "I Accept" !

Essential

to this eternal face of innocence i render my guild of emotions, thoughts, feelings, serenity, soul. A moment of bliss for complete madness ever after is agreeable to me now.

i have come to terms with life emanating from your very elegance, your cute looks, your locks, your divinity in those deep deep eyes...seems like i m not so better off after all knowing you not around. and these terms are dictating me now. should i listen or should i not...what dilemma...i can die waiting, and when i do, take me in your arms just one time...just one time..will you do that!

tender as a fresh flower, fragile as a butter-fly, i am all but a fool every time i lay-by, lay-by your side, watching your innocent face, and as you breathe life in and out of me, every single breath, you leave me better off now. sighing but still not getting enough of you. every time i touch your lips, i never want to be parted again from the tenderness, lock locked and so comfortable in your radiant vivid presence, we can start a fire!

Spectator

miself has been devoid of the sensible lucrative affirmations of courtship for the pleasure of freedom from oppression, not an excuse, but what opulence. Call it self inflicted insurgence on my dopamine s, for freedom of expression reigns.


Devoid of stimulation or aware of simulation...righteousness of emergence or body's constitutional requirements...anyways i have to evolve. But realization-ally , we will evolve...to a greater you, to a better me, to a patient patent of simplicity- personified us. I stand again there where i stood always...regression destroyed, aggression kept subtle, my impression of your inspiration is becoming a distinct analogy of all my impressions of kind put together. Where have you been all this long my sens-ation!

So bewildered by my muse of simplicity that every single aspect of you becomes enthralling. call it a simple life or simpler existence or simplest exuberance of your thoughts,former or latter or even later, my adoration for you seems to going to get greater...my rickety sense perception may not always keep up to your magnifience, but it is just miself and the lord of inception. Had to stop to start, had to start to stay at heart.

For the love of hope left in this world, i am hopeful now, for the want of your affection, i am alive again now.

My Morning Blues

My Morning Blues
Happiness or Sadness! What's your day going to be like today! Are you the one who is going to decide it...maybe...provided if you had a good nights sleep without any nightmares

no nightmares...provided you hadn't read the news the previous day or seen any war pictures or the regular attrocities between the hav's and the hav-not's

come sadness, if you have decided to be sad today, thought for no avail to the world, but only to you woes of being such an imbecile, a mute spectator to the world around you without any power to change or influence forget anyone's life, not even your own.

come hapiness..."ignorance is bliss"...some old sayings suck...you have to be not living in this world for to be blissful this way. Be blissful in a way to say "I don't care"..come happiness, come bliss, have a pleasant day. but is that what you want.

If it was so easy, how come the greatest have took off in search of happiness and still there seems to be this daunting quest that has a varied perspective from your considerations in life. How do you want to be happy!

I don't want to come happiness consciously because i know the day ahead doesn't have any dangers to come, or any poverty to come, or any malicious conspiracies to come, no enemies to dread, no love to live up to, no heavy expectations of your contributions for the day, as such you are going to fade by the end of the day...so who are you kidding? and i fade like there is no tomorrow....so come happiness tomorrow...well dont know than...!

I don't want to come sadness, as sunrise is optimistic, so what is so optimistic about the rise if you are in Antartica...the sun is shining 6 months a year, do you mean you are optimistic all the way....how i wish i was there.

Come sadness, i need to explain my irrational approach towards the people i live and work along, tell them why i need some time before i can take this mundane excuse of a life along with them presuming it to be a smooth ride..."This is life man" "live it, love it, every moment"...yeah sure...if only i knew which moment is pleasing to me and which is to you.

Come space, subtle space, you seem to understand the workings of the world, please tell me oh fellow man, amongst so much confusion and chaos of the morning, how do i bestow peace upon miself just to last the day! For all that i know, this sure is not an addiction to chaos, as i don't seem to understand and like it, for chaos any ways is not understandable, but the commotion is mystifying.

come happiness or sadness now, i have decided to push my luck one more day! only with the hope that time, moments if agreeable to me, go by with divinity knocking in my perceptions, Guide at hand, Avail...Avail.....

Latitudinal Multitudes

What is latitudinal multitudes?
it is just a way of saying let's add on verticals in life. or in other words, lets keep topping our life with experiences from other people, friends, relatives, colleagues, or just the man next door.

just like icing on cake, my latitudinal multitudes will be an inspiration for me to learn things from people of various multitudinous attitudes, latitudes and gratitudes.

a journey i start from within to the without in a quest to not stay without forever ;O)

music, peace & love