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A Step To Rediscovering Myself...Nouveaute!Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.comBlogger410125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-58751410273799935262010-06-22T20:18:00.001+05:302010-06-22T20:18:55.876+05:30Moved To Wordpress :)<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(175, 180, 169); "><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 7px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 7px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Hello Friends!</span></p><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">I have officially moved my blog to Wordpress!! I hope you will drop by at my new blog </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><a href="http://adorablesashu.wordpress.com">I, Me, Myself...</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"> Thanks a lot for the time and constant support here! Indebted to everyone of you! Thanks a lot :)</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Love,</span></div><div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Sashu!</span></div></span>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-6197377249238501932010-06-13T10:25:00.003+05:302010-06-21T11:36:45.961+05:30Who do I choose to be - Radha or Meera?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/TB8BKSrjd-I/AAAAAAAABbE/GWRuuJxFmPA/s1600/radha_krishna.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/TB8BKSrjd-I/AAAAAAAABbE/GWRuuJxFmPA/s200/radha_krishna.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485104147485390818" /></a><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/TB8BJnUW58I/AAAAAAAABa8/qNLhL8pZXvg/s200/meera_and_krishna_os13.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485104135845373890" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/TB8A2Ps0zHI/AAAAAAAABas/z7fFSwAH9mY/s1600/radha_krishna.jpg"></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><h3 class="smller"><br /></h3><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Who does the earth</div><div style="text-align: left;">Find me to be;</div><div style="text-align: left;">Sown inside the person</div><div style="text-align: left;">I am-</div><div style="text-align: left;">Chaste Meera or</div><div style="text-align: left;">His Radha?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The world sang of</div><div style="text-align: left;">Radha Kishen,</div><div style="text-align: left;">And I basked in the glory</div><div style="text-align: left;">Of the love</div><div style="text-align: left;">That never had any tint</div><div style="text-align: left;">Of a blemish</div><div style="text-align: left;">Visible.</div><div style="text-align: left;">But beneath the powdered</div><div style="text-align: left;">Dreams, I knew,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Radha bled.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Her soul belonged to him,</div><div style="text-align: left;">But wife-</div><div style="text-align: left;">She adorned another's</div><div style="text-align: left;">Title to herself.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Meera, most often</div><div style="text-align: left;">Was forgotten.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Her music spoke of</div><div style="text-align: left;">Love.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Viscous, it poured out</div><div style="text-align: left;">Leaving one</div><div style="text-align: left;">Hollow, deep.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Forever unrequitted,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Her love remained.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Like those empty words</div><div style="text-align: left;">Of mine,</div><div style="text-align: left;">You never tried to-</div><div style="text-align: left;">Let be.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Radha or Meera? I had to</div><div style="text-align: left;">Choose.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I wondered why,</div><div style="text-align: left;">And I wondered why not.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I could be Meera for</div><div style="text-align: left;">Him. But his Radha, I could</div><div style="text-align: left;">Never.</div><div style="text-align: left;">For, the choice</div><div style="text-align: left;">Never was mine.</div><div style="text-align: left;">It had already been made.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Always been made</div></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-50106697174328105412010-06-09T20:31:00.007+05:302010-06-21T11:40:37.384+05:30...love bites<div style="text-align: center; font-family:courier new;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">What is it in love</span></span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">That can neither let be,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Nor let go?</span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Why is it that my tears</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Never fail to lather</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">At your feet</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">And yet, the ache</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Mellows with a word</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Or a touch, faint.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">In the moment after the next,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">The smile breaks</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">And the heart rests</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">In a placid silence.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Yet, I know,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">The ache would resurface</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Painting itself a new hue.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">And even in the joy</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Of the night's passion,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Or the warmth of the embrace</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Of your repentance,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">It longs for the pain.</span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">My masochist soul</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Longs to bleed, to thrive</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Off your anger, your hate-</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">For without this pain,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">My love is commonplace;</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">And I am just another somebody.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Or should I say,</span></span></div><span style="font-family:courier new;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';">Just another nobody?</span></span></div></span>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-52080734458270242712010-05-09T10:00:00.002+05:302010-06-13T10:45:09.728+05:30Mother<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/S-ZF17QHbeI/AAAAAAAABak/bQ7xDe5HRy8/s1600/MotherBaby1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/S-ZF17QHbeI/AAAAAAAABak/bQ7xDe5HRy8/s320/MotherBaby1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469135590228717026" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">There, across the timeless space</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She stood on her own,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Behind a veiled door.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Her eyes, tired</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And her face, creased</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">With worry lines.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Her fingernails, dirty</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And her arms had burnt marks</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">That failed to fade.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She had that forlorn look</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">That could find no reason,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And her soiled clothes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Though still neatly pressed.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"><span style=";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal; font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Were drenched in sweat.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Across that flimsy veil,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She seemed miserable,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ever so.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I wondered if I ought to go</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Past the seamless space </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And save her soul.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I had no armor, no shield</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Yet, I knew I had to-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">So delved headlong,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Across the silken barrier </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">To find her.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Looked around, but in vain.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I found her not.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Maybe too late, I hope not,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I whispered to myself,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">With trembling syllables.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Just before I waded back</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">To the other end of living-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I saw her face.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Her eyes seemed tired,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Yet they twinkled </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In joy, that caught my breath</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">To summersault.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Those crease lines aged her</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ever so gracefully,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And never in ceaseless worry.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Her burnt skin smelled of milk</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">and butter, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Her finger nails were dipped </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In colors of life.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I saw her peek a glimpse</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Every half of a second</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Into the dim-lit room </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Right across the table.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I found her smile,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">As though nothing could have </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Been better, ever.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I walked in</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">To find out her secret joy-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For, in my eyes,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Nothing she had, could make </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Me smile her smile. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And then I saw-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Across the timeless backdrop</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A cherubic face, that shone.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Toothless, a smile</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Broke away-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And my heart skipped a beat.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I turned back to her-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">And I found her bask</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">In the aura of motherhood.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Humbled,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I drifted back to my world,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Wordlessly.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">There was nothing I could say</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Or be-</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For she was everything -</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span style=";font-family:";color:black;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She was a mother.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">- (C) Sashu</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center; line-height: normal;" align="center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">09 May 2010</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-34757726363936804462010-03-27T19:02:00.000+05:302010-03-27T19:05:25.186+05:30Ugly Nudity<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">How deep is that</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Plastic smile</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Of yours, I wonder.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Wouldn't it peel,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Right off your face,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">And then, dribble</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Unto nowhere,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Leaving you nude-</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Every crinkle on your face</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">mirroring the hatred,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The spite,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">That you nurture in your soul-</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">And in that ugly nudity,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Wouldn't your reflection</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Scare yourself?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">And then,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Where would you be?</span></div></span>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-27964483920017410872010-03-14T19:50:00.002+05:302010-03-14T19:57:29.524+05:30An Ode To A Friend<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I could not but be. I know. </i></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I may not awaken to </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Each dawn </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>With your memory- </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Yet, not a day </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Passes by, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>When, forgotten, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>You are. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I know, I could not but be. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>In every joy, I may not </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Wish to call out to you. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>But in every tear, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I miss you. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Devoid of your smile, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Your words, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I feel hollow. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I could not but be. I know. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I may not think of you </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>In a crowd. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>But in the solitude of me, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I find that space </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Bleeding, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Where only you, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>And you could be. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I know. I could not but be. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>In the selfishness </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Of a moment, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I let go, of you, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>And our yesterdays- </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>To clutch onto </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>The tomorrows, </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I dreamt of. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>I could not but be. I know. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>This stranger, I am </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Today, has lost a friend. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>But the friend </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>That you have always been </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Would forever be. </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Sorry, I could not be more- </i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><i>Sorry, I could not but be. </i></span></span></div></span>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-15514401693545465652010-03-09T10:38:00.002+05:302010-03-09T11:04:08.081+05:30LanguorRhapsodical, this music<br />Of delving headlong<br />Into the hidden depths<br />Of you, and me-<br />Living through this state<br />Of entangled desires<br />Laced with molten dreams<br />Dripping-<br /><br />Plop!<br /><br />The ripples grow, seamless,<br />Dissolving us,<br />Into a million-pixel portrait.<br />And the music ebbs away<br />Pulled under-<br />As though choking,<br />Into a breathless rapture.<br /><br />And as we resurface once again,<br />Into the placid countenance<br />Of ourselves-<br />There seems no haste to chase<br />The glitter, or swoon to the melody.<br />Instead, we turn onto our own<br />Dipping away<br />Into the comfort of the self.<br /><br />Yet, in all languor,<br />This lazy love sustains itself.<br />And there is nothing<br />I wish for-<br />Than, this complacency,<br />Of knowing-<br />This is forever to last.Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-29422173793177216442010-01-12T23:43:00.002+05:302010-02-08T13:22:00.882+05:30DebtThere, beyond the days of yore<br />Lies an urn, of plastered mud<br />Smoking.<br />I hold my hands away<br />Reaching down<br />To feel the heat.<br />Plunging into pain has never been hard<br />For,the crippling childhood scar<br />Shielding from any molten hurt-<br />They spread all over<br />Fuming acidulous blisters.<br /><br />And then as the cyanotic blues<br />Strangle me to breathlessness<br />I peep into the urn,<br />And I see a reflection of hope-<br />And I gasp, and choke.<br />Tart odorous fumes annihilate<br />The venom of its own kind,<br />And I resurface,<br />Swallowing a mouthful<br />Of air.<br /><br />Living is often a debt-<br />Either to life, or to death.Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-57250998906293007192010-01-12T23:40:00.000+05:302010-01-12T23:43:03.116+05:30...smile :)<div align="center"><br />As though barefoot, </div><div align="center">Tiptoeing in, with</div><div align="center">A mystic silence, eerie;</div><div align="center">Waiting to burst forth</div><div align="center">Into a pink tickle,</div><div align="center">A blossom</div><div align="center">Of a blush.</div><div align="center">Creeping in</div><div align="center">Effortlessly</div><div align="center">Without no pretense</div><div align="center">And no intricacy,</div><div align="center">Easing away</div><div align="center">All the worries</div><div align="center">Until it broke away</div><div align="center">Into a cherubic smile...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">...sometimes, life is as simple as it could be!!<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-15831668069877230642010-01-10T19:25:00.003+05:302010-01-10T19:53:34.970+05:30If Not For You...!<div style="text-align: center;">In The Music Of You,<br />I Paint A Dream.<br /><br />As The Symphony Flows Over<br />Like a brook,<br />My brush throws in<br />A myriad of fresh colours.<br /><br />And Out Of Nowhere,<br />The reds and blacks and whites<br />Melt into a silhouette<br />Of You.<br /><br />As I Watch Your Eyes Draw In<br />The music of my brush -<br />I gasp.<br /><br />In Your Eyes I Find My Dream,<br />Dipped in hues I'd never known to exist.<br />If not for you,<br />My heart sings out aloud.<br /><br />If Not For You...!<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-37701027570832826282009-12-22T18:54:00.001+05:302009-12-22T18:56:28.857+05:30Insane Musings<div style="text-align: left;">After a while,<br /></div>I gulp down my uncertainties<br />To wield my quill, and strike a note.<br />Yes, strike a tune it does -<br />My muse always does sing out a scream<br />And choke me down, often.<br />Yet, born out of my soul, I cradle<br />the monster; holding it in.<br />I fear for its existence,<br />Lest you want harm to befall<br />And celebrate the joy of a demise.<br /><br />Maternal empathy longs to shout<br />And attack, to protect a sliver of my genes<br />But, every time I try to cuddle close<br />I find myself bitten hard.<br />A bleeding vaporous pain engulfs<br />And I hear shrieks of I-warned-you.<br />Yet, I cradle my tears<br />And kiss my muse soft,<br />Hoping it would quit resisting me<br />Praying you could decipher<br />Its thoughts, like I do,<br />And not tear its limbs apart<br />Screaming of insanity.<br /><br />Oh, my muse, my insane muse.<br />I fear its plight,<br />And once again I strangulate it<br />In the prison of my soul-<br />And wipe the parchment blank.Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-51883469985075244082009-07-14T07:41:00.005+05:302009-08-25T22:31:47.089+05:30So Long...!!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify">Its been quite a while that I've been thinking of doing this - A Final Note, a Goodbye. I have reached a stage of life where I have lost the inspiration to write or read or do anything related to it. I have joined for my masters. And I want to make the best use of the opportunity. And since most of the networking and blogging sites are blocked at college, I wouldn't be frequent in this space anymore, I guess. I am sad, for losing touch with people who have been a part and parcel of my life, all through the past 2-3 years. Also it makes me sad that I am not the same person I used to be, too. I don't miss anything by not writing. I don't miss anything by not reading. I don't miss anything of this space today. I don't want to forget anyone from this virtual world. And I don't want to remember anyone from this world too. Guess I need to come into terms with this whole goodbye scenario! Well, I feel that its one of the good things. Makes one realize how attached one has been to someone or something :)<br /><br />I would like to thank each and everyone of you. Your comments have always been a constant encouragement for me to pen down my thoughts! Thank you, once again. Over and over again. Maybe I'll be back, maybe I won't. Either ways, I'd be happy. And I know, I'd fade away (or already must have) into the backdrop of some faint memory of your life, the virtual realm of it; to be wiped off, with time. But am glad, I have been there, be it for a mere moment! That's what makes living all this worthwhile :) Love to everyone! Prayers, always :) God bless!!<br /><br />Don't want to sign off with a Goodbye. So let me say So Long...Until we meet again!! :)</div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-30090878830129955322009-07-07T22:21:00.001+05:302009-07-07T22:21:29.198+05:30Orison<div style="text-align: center;"> During the period of ache<br />When the Trust falters,<br />Things turn Grey,<br />And there is bitterness profound,<br />Anger fumes its way unto oneself,<br />Charring all the Hope,<br />And every ounce of Faith.<br />Yet, You patiently ever so wait<br />Just until I've crossed the bridge<br />And as I acknowledge a faint note of relief<br />Your aura vaporizes<br />Into the untouched skin of consciousness.<br />And, wiped off, once again,<br />You bury thy self,<br />Deep.<br /><br />Why do I turn to You in pain?<br />And why do You come to me,<br />Always, and forever?<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-26613798910366313992009-06-26T09:12:00.004+05:302009-06-26T12:37:48.498+05:30Silent Regret<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">The pinprick of that pain</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Has left its trace.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Unheeded-</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">I'd hoped, it would fade away</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Unto the realm</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Of a painless existence,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Adorned, in a backdrop</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Of fresh hues</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Of life.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">But, I now know,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">It'd never be.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Priceless nostalgia now asks its price</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">And scruples drench</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">In the ink of silent regrets.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Today, as I wipe away thy name,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">From the tapestry of my life's worth,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">I feel the bland taste</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Churning my insides</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">And I twinge,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">In a muted agony.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">It matters not, that I am hurt.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">All that matters now,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Is that, I never did matter to thee.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">I wish I could smile, still -</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">For all those fond memories.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">But tainted, it lies -</span><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;">Like a bundle of unwoven dreams</span>.<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-85209825351350702012009-05-07T13:05:00.001+05:302009-05-13T00:29:31.436+05:30Dollop of Dreams<div style="text-align: center;">Gathered a dollop of your dreams<br />I did, without letting you know-<br />Not that you'd notice.<br />In the crowded lane of life's worth<br />I always adorned a tainted shade<br />Merging in, with the backdrop<br />Of a blemished sepia tone.<br /><br />The dreams splurged in glee<br />Rooting for you,<br />And ever so gentle, I fondled<br />The woollen softness, of you.<br />Never did you notice your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pensieve</span> light<br />And those bubbling <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">effervescences</span><br />Mattered not.<br /><br />I whispered to the wingless dreams<br />To float and glide.<br />And breath in, I did<br />My futile love song-<br />In faith that you'd be kept safe,<br />And knowing it true,<br />You'd never even notice it so.<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-50903146408948459882009-05-03T19:59:00.000+05:302009-05-03T20:00:15.457+05:30Those Birds...As the drops of heaven<br />Glistened<br />In moist splendour,<br />Off her sensous lips curved,<br />Dripping-<br /><br />He felt those birds fly off,<br />Disturbing.<br /><br />The dimness of the night<br />Betrayed nothing of him<br />As he whispered to the calm<br />The downtroddn melody<br />Of a hallucination-<br /><br />Damn those birds,<br />He muttered.<br /><br />Blinded by the lightening flash<br />of her smile,<br />He nudged in, closer.<br />Her lips drew him in,<br />surrendering to the feel<br />of passion.<br /><br />Those birds! Ouch! Let go Let go,<br />He cried out.<br /><br />Dribbled fresh, her blood fresh.<br />Her eyes wide in shocked horror,<br />And she moved away.<br />He held her wrist tight,<br />Pulling her into an embrace.<br /><br />Those birds again, he yelped in agony,<br />And he writhed, in seizured pain.<br /><br />Pulling herself up, she moved out<br />Far and away-<br />Turning back no more.<br />As he succumbed to the attack<br />Of those birds,<br />Ferocious-<br /><br />The birds of guilt,<br />Of fear,<br />Of himself,<br />And-<br /><br />The other her.Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-40790366824188705232009-04-16T20:49:00.000+05:302009-04-16T20:50:03.417+05:30Spite<div style="text-align: center;"> The snake sneaked in<br />Shuddering<br />A silken sigh.<br />I felt the vomit<br />Urging its way out<br />And I tried not to<br />Let it run amok<br />In a frenzied charm.<br /><br />The endless pangs<br />Of venom<br />Rioted in me;<br />As I saw your shadow<br />Fade away<br />Once again,<br />And all I knew-<br />I wanted to sting.<br /><br />The hatred thrill<br />Drowned the plastic smiles<br />Of everyday;<br />And the need to hit<br />Grew louder, wrenching,<br />Almost like a bleating goat.<br />And I tried to stiffle<br />My own scream.<br /><br />The betrayed soul<br />Longing to avenge itself.<br />Betrothed to destroy<br />I live, ever alert.<br />Hoping that maybe,<br />The shadow<br />Would materialise<br />Out of nowhere.<br /><br />And with not a drop of toxin,<br />But mere spite-<br />Venomous spite,<br />I'd find you wither,<br />And falter,<br />Breathing your last.<br />And then,<br />I shall find my smile.<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-28733987944334179512009-04-06T08:20:00.001+05:302009-04-06T08:20:44.667+05:30SongBird<div style="text-align: center;"> O' song bird of mine<br />Sing me a nascent tune today.<br />Let me dance and swirl along<br />Like a wisp of the hanging orb<br />Dripping into you.<br /><br />In the dainty desert solitude<br />I sculpt a dream dune<br />Of passion, buried.<br />In the heat of the moment,<br />I scoop a handful of sand<br />So gleaming gold.<br /><br />As the loneliness screeches<br />A shrill note,<br />I block my ears, lest I rupture<br />My eardrums, and remain deaf<br />To your symphony.<br /><br />O' song bird of mine<br />I hear your muted sonnets<br />Rustling.<br />As I awaken myself to your melody<br />I find the sand slipping away,<br />And I hear nothin, no more.<br /><br />I wonder,<br />Would you sing to me,<br />Once again?</div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-33538545655529341272009-04-03T16:46:00.000+05:302009-04-03T16:47:27.088+05:30My Futile Tune...!<div style="text-align: center;">I shall whisper to the winds<br />All about those times<br />When I longingly waited for you.<br />Day after day, I waited<br />Whispering a futile tune.<br />(You never came,<br />But, matter not, it does- now.)<br /><br />I shall rinse the rains with my soul<br />As I often did.<br />The rain always did taste salty,<br />Or was it just me?<br />The tears never welled<br />Nor did it pour out from my heart.<br />(You never understood,<br />Not that it matters- now.)<br /><br />The mahagony tree shall grow old<br />Ebbing the weakened pulse<br />Of mine.<br />I wish I knew the tree song<br />To sing out loud<br />To you- a lullaby soft.<br />(You never listened,<br />And, nothing matters- now.)<br /><br />I often stay back after dusk,<br />Under the shade,<br />And I whisper to the winds,<br />The lullaby soft-<br />But, you never would know.<br />Not even when you feel my tears<br />Fall upon your skin;<br />You fathom it to be the lissome rains,<br />Don't you?<br />(Not that it matters- now.)<br /><br />But still, I wish...!<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-64048924673195442312009-03-29T01:05:00.001+05:302009-03-29T01:05:46.089+05:30O Chrysalis...!<h3 class="smller"><br /></h3> <div style="text-align: center;"> O Chrysalis, never taint your wingless dreams,yet.<br />Never laugh out aloud before your voice finds base<br />And never haste to bloom forth, to be born infirm.<br /><br />Life could often take away, all that worth of you<br />And often, most often, you'd gain more than the loss.<br />Yet, in all uncertainty, I ask-<br />Why, ache for the phocomelic desires,<br />Thwarted much before it sprouted wings?<br />Or, were it antlers?<br /><br />Oh, mysterious perils and lopsided faith,<br />Why do I smile, always?<br /><br />Ah! Tampered Warnings!<br /><br />O Chrysalis, never drop your veil, out into the open.<br />Never shed your pupal scars, lest it wipe off your existence,<br />And no longer hide, when it is already too late.<br /><br />Life may play peek-a-boo, yet camouflage not.<br />And do not ever drape the skin of exoticism,<br />Lest the goodwill hunt turn sour,<br />And I find you nectar less, shriveled?<br />Or should I exaggerate<br />And cry murder, foul?<br /><br />Oh, defile thoughts and tarnished scruples,<br />Why do you make me twinge, always?<br /><br />Ah! Unadulterated Guilt.<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-3002071102624008242009-03-22T09:08:00.002+05:302009-03-22T16:50:34.804+05:30Habits<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/ScYe5S4cKpI/AAAAAAAABSY/FfjPh9r4a6E/s1600-h/379470_broken_mirror_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/ScYe5S4cKpI/AAAAAAAABSY/FfjPh9r4a6E/s400/379470_broken_mirror_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315970379827391122" border="0" /></a><br /><h3 class="smller"><br /></h3><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mirrored pain, dribbled unto you, nay?<br />From those closed crystal eyes,<br />Where you hold an expanse<br />Of unshelterled ache,<br />Across the ridge of your hook nose<br />Down to your parched lips,<br />Chapped and lifeless,<br />And finally dripping out<br />Unto my soul,<br />Cloaked, in a feathery quilt<br />Of pretenses.<br /><br />The westerward winds blew hard,<br />And I clutched at my knight armour<br />Beneath which, I held safe<br />Your aching love.<br />The pins pricked at me,<br />And I felt the fluid ooze<br />Out of my windpipe,<br />Punctured.<br />Your eyes shut, I never tried to pry open<br />For, I do not want<br />A cascade of lavacious heat.<br /><br />Drop down the cloak,<br />Or shed the layers-<br />I try not.<br />The bare soul might just kill<br />For, hollow it becomes,<br />In the absence of the ache<br />That fills, in sheer love.<br />If those pins could ease their way out<br />My love would flow out, draining me<br />And I'd bleed<br />In the dearth of fresh pain.<br />I need your ache,<br />I sustain in its shadow.<br /><br />Some habits never die.<br />And when they do, they kill, nay?Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-70919382817111032552009-03-14T20:25:00.002+05:302009-03-22T16:49:19.623+05:30Song of Sweet Vengeance<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/ScYeroa-FNI/AAAAAAAABSQ/vK0dplLRiUU/s1600-h/karen%2Bmargulis%2Bwashed%2Bashore.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/ScYeroa-FNI/AAAAAAAABSQ/vK0dplLRiUU/s400/karen%2Bmargulis%2Bwashed%2Bashore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315970145091196114" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Washed ashore, I am.<br /><br />The lathered salty foam<br />Drapes my soul<br />Rugged and weary.<br />I breathe,<br />Pulling in gulps of air<br />From your punctured lungs<br />So full of Mockery.<br />And I rest<br />On your sands<br />Of Faithless Beginnings.<br /><br />Trust!<br />I hurt, and I lament.<br />For, I gave myself up<br />In faith, In Love-<br />To be drugged,<br />And tossed out of life<br />On a raft less ride<br />Across the seven seas.<br /><br />And I can hear the blood<br />Course through me<br />And I can feel the Beginning<br />Of an End.<br />And I laugh out-<br /><br />Don't you hear O' Dear,<br />The Song of Sweet Vengeance?<br /><br />Washed ashore, I am.</div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-56992400236013148322009-02-22T12:35:00.001+05:302009-03-22T16:48:41.567+05:30Poetic Percussion!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/ScYefGcpAfI/AAAAAAAABSI/ad55MpDdyEM/s1600-h/General+Percussion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m4S2qT15zJg/ScYefGcpAfI/AAAAAAAABSI/ad55MpDdyEM/s400/General+Percussion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315969929812967922" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> My Poetry never gushes out<br />Into the open.<br />It hides within the casket<br />Of Salted Sonnets<br />Spruced up, Savourless.<br />I prod it not<br />Lest it sink in deeper.<br />Nor do I coax it out<br />In fear.<br />Oh!<br />Repetitive Repulsion<br />Of a Repugnant Repartee,<br />I do not want to provoke<br />The words,<br />Lest they decide to clamour away<br />Raising the bells,<br />And forcing out<br />The air along the windpipe.<br />Ouch!<br />Choked Chortles<br />Of a Chandelier Chimera,<br />Snuggles into the cocoon<br />Of Aphrodite desires.<br />And,<br />In the dearth of poetry,<br />I try to find words<br />To drape into a veil<br />Of Priceless Pronouncements<br />Of a Peripatetic Psyche.<br />Ah!<br />Poetic Percussion!</div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-82671221951843236432009-02-19T23:51:00.001+05:302009-02-22T00:11:03.107+05:30Neither here, nor there.<div style="text-align: center;">I don't ask you to find me the topaz<br />Of the oceans worth<br />Or to bring me the scent<br />Of my today.<br />I ask not for the emerald<br />Of the sailor's trove<br />Or treasure, buried.<br />Nor do I ask for the lantern<br />Of the deck<br />That shines on,<br />Brighter than my eyes.<br />I ask you to come over<br />And kiss me with the touch<br />Of love,<br />And to take me with you<br />Where ever the winds and waves<br />Take you.<br />Don't just leave me<br />Neither here, nor there.</div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6716423390943850279.post-15835446682381125602009-02-14T19:03:00.004+05:302009-02-14T19:32:47.555+05:30Laughing Tendrils :)<div style="text-align: center;">I'd let my tresses down<br />On a will of its own,<br />Hoping, praying<br />It would fall, into a tendril<br />Framing the diamond of my face.<br />Just so that,<br />You would take notice<br />And your eyes would return<br />Over and over again<br />To capture<br />That wisp of hair<br />Falling free.<br /><br />So then, I could catch you unaware,<br />Smile my all-knowing smile,<br />And maybe, flutter my eyelashes,<br />A bit.<br />And more than ever,<br />I'd let you see-<br />I've known, and I do know.<br /><br />Yet, now, don't you think<br />It's time,<br />For voices to chime in?<br /><br />Maybe, there is fear, there is hesitation.<br />Or maybe, you don't really wish to.<br />I don't want to question you<br />Or my faith.<br /><br />So I'd gulp down the doubts<br />And look into your misty eye.<br />I'd find that tendril, loose<br />And gently, I'd tuck it away<br />Behind my earlobes, just so that<br />It'd kiss the nape of my neck,<br />Near that mole, your eyes often wander to.<br /><br />And, I'd find your smile<br />Catch at my throat.<br />And you'd let me see-<br />You have always known, and you still do.<br />And it matters not, if it remains unsaid.<br />For it can never remain unseen.<br />You see it,<br />And so do I.<br /><br />But, the tendril doesn't see it all, nay?<br />As our eyes acknowledge the unsaid,<br />It heels a dance on its own;<br />As though breathless<br />With our laughter.<br /></div>Sashu...http://www.blogger.com/profile/06671059585413076187noreply@blogger.com14