Sense the way i sense it

Unknown sudden desire,
raw, intense, insane
beyond control......
a flaming fire.

Locked in an inhuman embrace
burning in flames..
touch... impossible.
A human's real face,
in the ocean of fire.

Perspiring,
in an intoxicating hunger
trying to realize
whether killing or dying.

whirling bolides,
in an operatic night
creating an epic,
engulfing the divide,

lying lifeless in their
hyperventilating tranquility.

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Here goes my new one hope you like it....and those a few who don't understand it .........feel free to ask...have a nice reading...

.................................OXYMORON.................

A taste for death

an obssession with life,

This is a story of a dying man,

story of a life that truly shines....

With pleasure in pain,

he awaits his end,

he lives an eternity

in just a fraction of a second.

The story ends, seems abrupt

feels like i missed something.

but then these are words to be felt, not read

Coz can you or I, truly describe

the infinity of that fraction of a second.

 

 

 

 

 

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This is a sleeping man's conversation with ......sounds weird a man who is sleeping yet talking to a person, a human being or probably just a soul.......well whatever .......conclusion is that it's a conversation between a sleeping body and a body that is wide awake........read on......the conversation begins.......

Are you watching?

do if you are not,

my eyes are closed......

looks like i am sleeping,

hmm......love , life i am not.

I am meditating,

I am in a zone, a black hole.....

where there is no fire , no earth,

no wind, no water.......

and yes not even a trace of air,

but still life exists........

This begins my day.........

and it's beginning with your thoughts,

for me,

your name, your thoughts, your touch...

defines god.

 

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When everything leaves,

and there is nothing left to see,

believe, one will stay

a vaccum,

which will bring to life yet another day.

but that's not all,

waging a battle with the rising sun

there is the darkness,

always on the run,

chasing the sun.

life is not all about light

you need darkness too,

that darkness to survive.

Required,

establishing an equilibrium,

sounds inane but that's the truth

darkness and light

are partners in crime.

Still spiritualists go on glorifying the light

and crucifying the darkness

when will these great minds realize,

darkness is what beautifies the light.

 

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It's been a ver long time...............so i am sorry .....well on second thoughts ........who the hell cares there is more to life than blogging......neways it's a new poem as usual.......hope you like it......

deep down inside
hidden somewhere within the confines of my mind,
there are images visions and thoughts
the only trinity that exists which i can not define....
yearning to break these shackles
i wait for a miracle to happen.

i have visions of walking with the devil
 to enjoy my life with it's peril,
i have thoughts of playing with the darkness
 to see and feel the joys of light.
i look at an eagle gliding into regions undefined
 and wonder it is so much like our mind
unparalleled and infinite.

i know not what these images and thoughts will bring.
i know not what my visions mean
i try to put my wondering to rest
in pursue of it,
i strive to bring out my best.

a beautiful devil and a dangerous liasion
an eerie darkness bringing out the most beautiful of sights
a callous life, fearless in it's search of new horizon

the infinity of  my visions thought and images is yet to be defined
but now,
i can feel the light at the end of that region
burning bright.

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Just when i had started thinking,
that creativity was dying
and thoughts had stopped flowing,
I closed my eyes...and was confronted by visions,
visions that in words are impossible to describe.
but still i will try,

A baby boy learning to walk and
a baby girl trying to talk,
Unclear words and stammering speech
but still there is so much they teach.

A young girl playing in the rain,
an exasparated mother's effort to hold her back,
gone all in vain.

A different sight but still the same
an untamed horse on a windy plain,
challenging the gods ....fearless of pain.

and in all of it an awestruck 'I'
nothing but a mere witness to these purest of sights.

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With a twinkle in her eyes,

and a smile on her face,

she whispers into my ears......

"you are the ocean of my delight"

her words force me to write....

few thoughts fresh and new

expressed in words so true.

Like a child she queries "yours have intensity why not mine?"

but i do know .......deep down inside

she does realize,

that in her my intensity lies.

phew it ended here i didn't feel like prolonging it cause thoughts just gave way to stupid business laws text book.........

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It's been ages .....since i wrote something and finally when i did it was this weird stuff try makin' sense as i always say this time too to makes sense you have to sense.....the way i do.

THE BEGINNING

I  have seen and felt a life unseen.....

a life that has lead me to stand against the god's will.

From times immemorial, this battle has continued

and today i have lived that life.....that life after the funeral.

A few great minds told us that death brings the end

but tonight i have realized only death makes sense.

Twenty years have passed by, but now i know

today i have lived......cause today i see.....

a life taking womb, a reproducing tomb.

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I never actually thought that i would write these typical journal style stuff but ...........what to do .....i m.Last few days were pretty busy so i couldn't post nethng .anyways i m working on my new poem and i will be posting it very soon..........hope that is good enough news for you mehak....so don't keep asking the same question over and over again........and yes one more thing it won't be on you......sorry.

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hey .....don't break your head after it...just a question ok but yes do give your answers...just wanna know what will be the best answer.....give it a try.

If it's 0 degree outside, and it's supposed to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold will it be tomorrow?

 

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  ........been quite a few days and i guess this post is not quite worth the wait but still ...i like it..kinda close to the heart..rings very true so what to do.....neways like always here it goes.....

My mind is restless....and itching,

but never do i question my instincts.

craving for everything......intensifies,

it intensifies,

as i witness  moments passing,

behind my closed eyes.

Following my thoughts,

I trade sanity for insanity.....

i have a soul restless and itching...

but still never do i question my instincts.

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I have almost based my life on the thoughts behind these lines......lol....it's basically a loose translation of the idea of an indian poet Harivansh rai bachchan .......remember kitne iskay taare tute kitne iskay pyare chhute par bolo tutay taaro par kab ambar shok manata hai.....although i have kinda spoilt his work but still.....who the hell cares.i wanted to .....so i did it..........and trust me this is just the beginning.........so read on.....

we think we lost when most we gain;

we call  joys ended ere begun;

when stars fade out do they complain,

or glory in the rising sun?

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hey it's not a great piece of art or somethin......but something is hidden in it.and i would like to know that is there anybody who can guess.......what is it which is hidden......
so here it goes........

Slowly they unfold,
harmonizing the feelings i h'd tried to hold.
woken by thoughts i am yet again........
evolving they play with all my pain.

Tender ways have made inroads into territories unknown,
hysterical thoughts have been sedated by a presence.....alone.
Attrocity of words have taken me for a ride,

seven wonders have grouped to reveal
the presence i had tried to hide.

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Serious issues are there but one of the simplest things have been undone with ...writing crap ...true but tell u some i have a question for all of you......you look straight while walkin...or do u look down while walkin....post your answers because both are equally dangerous...try making sense out of this.....as i said.....sense it the way i sense it.

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.....ab kya kaha jaaye sanity might be beautiful lekin woh asar nahin aata hai khair koshish karkay dekhenge....filhaal to pagaalpan main hein maja hai...kyun.....

I walk, to explore the intensities unknown,

i toil to make them my own.

fury of the sun some day i'll flaunt,

abstraction  of an ocean is all i want.

Toying with insanity......... i walk,

yearning for divinity........ i walk.

    & nbsp;   &n bsp;   &nb sp;   &nbs p;     ;         

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truth
You whisper so sweetly
into my eager
ears.
I open my arms and let
you in.
I think you are taking away the pain,
yet the only
thing that you are doing
is delaying
the fierce,
vicious
monster from
erupting within

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Overload
stimulate my emotions-
make me,
mock me,
break me.
dripping with ecstasy,
diffusion with sorrow,
drowning in tears of blood.
I can't cry anymore.
I really hate to
love to
hate me.

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I wrote it a few months ago............here it goes

Ever since i started walking down the aisle,

 i have thought and wondered is it  my true face

....or is it just another passing phase,

or could it be the darkest side of my desire.......

4 lines keep watchinf for the continuation ............neways cya again some time dude

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Your thoughts give meaning to my words,

your presence gives meaning to my existence.

I don't know whether it makes sense to all of you but sense it the way i sense it .....you will understand what it means

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