The PARADOX that you are to me.

You are my morning cup of tea
and that missing note in my melody.

You are the frame of my picture
and that tiny hole in the fixture.

You are the bloom on my scrubbed face
and that grey hair underneath the dark waves of grace.

You are the teeth that make my smile
and that very tooth that nibbles on my nail.

You are my dark fantasy
and that sharp bitter delicacy.

INTIMIDATION

25 NOVEMBER 2010

Looks like tiny pores on a blanket of mysterious blue,

Blinking helplessly as if stuck in place with glue.

Natures miracles they say...its true I say...

How can such a simple composition be a beauty?

10 things 'I' hate about You

Nasty sis -left;  pretty sis -right. Duh!

Pretty sister: Where did you come from ??? Planet LOSER?

Nasty sister: Oh yes as opposed to planet ‘Look at me! Look at me!”

(I rewind…play…rewind…play…frantically rewind…play…and ROFLMAO !!! )

Ever since I watched ’10 things I hate about you’, I succumbed to Hollywood. Julia Stiles surely did the job! I owe it to you Julia! Such a brilliantly hilarious yet casual yet intimate yet exhilarating yet senseless yet addictive movie shouldn’t be just watched, laughed and forgotten about unless it is timely played as one among the 10 mundane collections of movies on Sony Pix. It should inspire you and linger in your mind and body for a while.

ANGST of a Woman

WOMEN-difficult to understand,

aren't they?

Ha!very easy to give up,

much to our dismay!

What is so difficult

can you males explain?

when we women express

our minutest of pleasantaries and pain!

Weak one may think that we are,

and thats the advantageous disadvantage for you all!

But proud are we to prove that,

we are emotionally stable and never let our strength fall!

The day the POET in me was born!

2000 A.D. - It was the era of creative explosion in my life. It was raining Philosophy. I was so drenched in it that I became vulnerable to 'deep thinking'. Suddenly everything around me had an allegory attached to it.
A pencil and eraser would become an enemy and a friend respectively..(In case you dint figure that out, an enemy tries to make dark marks in your life while a friend is the one who perspires to erase them all...I KNOW...dont ask...) All of a sudden the 'chatterbox' in me went into hibernation mode and I switched myself to 'I see things differently' mode. That was when I chose WRITING as a medium. Writing wasn't 'catchy' enough for me. In order to make myself go through them again and again, I desperately tried to make them sound poetic. Seriously I was never a natural at that! Some times I was terrific and MOST of the times I ended up NOT conveying the message in the quest to make the words rhyme.

So my dear fellas...Here are a few 'bearable' ones I don't mind sharing with and tickling you ( I am sure this is soooo gonna happen).

MEMORIES OF MIDNIGHT...

 

As the shimmering rays awaken her in slow pace,

a smile adorns her delicate face...

oblivious of the events of her past night

and what she brought home before twilight.

As her eyes carefully open,

 reality stabs her like a weapon.

"Oh sweet Lord...I cant feel him besides me...

He is gone...just like that...

without a word...without a promise..."