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Inevitable Love-No End

"Frequency is lowering,
The pitch of voice which guides me is dwindling,
Tears are lingering,
Fears are frightening,
Things are saddening,
Appropriate description is 'worsening',

My inner mind wants to find who's kind and one of a kind,
My eyes are becoming numb and blind,
Without seeing you,Without weeping for you,
Brackish water is profusely drooping,
Vagaries are arriving,

Memories are departing with lack of something called-'Love',
With lack of something called 'love', {Love has no age}
With lack of something called Vow (of love),

The only "You",
The real "You",

My smile has forgot its introduction,
Your memories,moments,thoughts are like suction,
I think, Oh know ! I guess I'm in a cop station,
Filing a complaint on relation,

This poem marks as a symbol for "Love's Failure" 's fashion,
Situations are becoming formal, I guess I 'm not really normal,

I am not able to gain stability like atoms,
There is a phantom who demands ransom for seeking you in my deeps,
In the deeps of my heart searching for you,
The only "You",
The Real "You",

This will mark the end of living,
And beginning of survival for me, starving,

The blue sky above me is getting darkened, getting com-busted,
To produce thunder which will make my heart plunder,
The moments you were beside me, physically,
the moments you were aside me, mentally,
The moments when I felt your presence was mine, spiritually,

Scientifically, theoretically, I was in love with "you" spontaneously
Incidentally,it happened,

Accurate description is cursed me,
Your words were like sweet euphonies,
Which struck my heart like symphonies,
Your my heart's most gorgeous attachment-al affection,
You just left me with no clue bound, "Is this an exemplification?",

For something called- Love failure my allure,
I am not able to discover the "Real Me",
The one I used to be,The one I felt was the "Real He" and that's obviously-Me,
I just want to flee to a world unknown,
I am floating tremendously in desperation in a mixture of frustration, impulsion, To see the world I have known when I was hugging you tightly,

Every minute till infinity,
Please , lets be "Intersecting lines" not "Parallel Lines",
We may be bound by distance, age, time, but  none of it really matters,
If you sit with me latter in the rusty park every morning,
My love for you can win anything in this world even-if Almighty reject our perspective,
We are to be bonded by Fate my beauty angel, love ranger, My last euphony which rhymed like a "symphony"...

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Every Euphony Is a Symphony

" Lines which make your heart giggle and others tickle,
Threads which bond much of the muchier -Our real relation,
Bridges which help characteristic emotions cross,
Polymers which strengthen the vagaries as well as our courage,
Raw emotions starving to come out from our inner heart,
Strings which unite to cooperate and symbolize exceptional, unique symphonies,
Symphonies which make our ears starve for it,
Euphonies which roar to propagate destiny,
Instruments which unleash our unravelled thoughts,
Monuments get less in the freshness and seducing nature of it,
Things even if out of range,
They're wings which help us to repress them,
Diffusion-specialists I suppose,I know,
They spread your fame across the vast blue marble,
And make you forget all your physical and mental trouble,
Aches, they symbolize ;not exactly they momentarily maximize,
Voices of soul they wanna propagate or say communicate,
To tell you the where the elixir of life is,
In this thing called life, the elixir remains hidden in a box,
If you want to unleash the forbidden secrets out of the box,
You have to fight with many other derogatory connotations, interruptions, distractions... what not,
Oh! dear, The box has nothing but a small note which flabbergasts fate, of course,
It says: Once Upon a time.Anything can be achieved with an elixir called Love,
Confused? Right? Just hold tight,
Because I am gonna take you to a ride of fright night where,
Your own "Destiny" awaits for you,
Just go discover, uncover, recover..lets just explore the real 'You' "

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Material Or Induced-Happiness

" Expectations, aspirations, consolations, relations,

Distractions, interruptions, ratification, gratifications, 

Every minute, Every moment, Every second; don't spare a femto second,

Every month, Every year, Every fear, Come on! Hop on ! dear,

Just live every inch as state of joyful exuberance,

I don't care if you have cheromania or cherophobia,

You! My dear homosapien, to achieve memories and deceive vagaries,

You shouldn't burn the mid-night oil by studying eudemonics,

It is your attitude which matters, and oh! also inner heart or else your state will alter,

Just slumber in your infinite-sized bed and get lost in your thoughts,

Pondering about your jocundity and fecundity  in your dreams and gallons of streams(thoughts),

Macarism can't help anyone because it annihilates your character, 

(Are you really reading the poem spectator ? Because my fate lies in your hands and your fate in mine)

Happiness is nothing really sophisticated or complicated theory, SAID MY FRIEND

If you want to know the true perspective of HAPPINESS, then I pulled a query,

'Differentiate between poor and rich in one single phrase, with tons of rage'

You are standing on the stage but not in a cage , answer with veracity accompanied by velocity,

He, my friend, most dexterous one, stood calm and stoned his palm; just stood "Unanswered",

An eerie silence broke out, my friend standing there at the corner starving for the answer,

At that moment, I grotesquely had a tattered laugh seeing him starving for the answer or else he would complicatedly get cancer,

I took a deep breath and did respite for a while, digging the treasure (i.e answer) in my mind approximately it went for a mile,

Then I realized something I should have and that is to think with pure heart,

Or my vocal cords threatened me that they will not accurately start, (to tell my answer),

I pondered and finally found the answer which can even treat cancer and make the victim a dancer,

It was "love" which is the ultimate symphony and extreme difference between the both aspects,

My friend, who was of latest trend, stood bedazzled, nonplussed, baffled, fuddled,

The poor whom all rich call boor have stupendous cascade of elixir defined as - love,

The rich whom I call as bitch or ditch have this potion in minute amounts and they are in a world of money and I question: Will that paperback become a scrumptious hot-dog when put on a stove?,

Then, my friend gave me a hug and ended the ultimate 'tug'(of war),

~Just throw material smile and analyze 'love' as the main file, my river Nile of emotions!!!~

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-the Alchemy of Life-

"Caves to be discovered,                                                                                                                                                    

Graves to be frightened and flabbergasted,                                                                                                             

Things may change,no matter they may be out of range,                                                                                              

It is "love" which brought us here in this phase of life,                                                                                                 

Where extemporaneous poetry is my biggest suit,                                                                                                           

In this battle, we cannot figure: whom to love and whom not,

Because with incomplete information there may be hurdles in the knot,

passage of ritual is compulsory,It is hard I agree definitely,

Just think in the deeps of your heart, you will find an answer,

An answer awaits to be explored, not invented or probably discovered,

It is momentary truth in the nature of fellow individuals,

Every homosapien if belongs to the same species, then why love is equivalent to corruption,

Then why relation isn't gaining much healing from corruption,

Just walk in the fresh street and see the world around you,

You see an over-anxious father awaiting to be helped,

Awaiting there at the rusty, ancient bus station awaiting to be discovered,

Awaiting to be touched with the introduction of love,

Just see the world around you, you see an septuagenarian sitting there at the old bench,

Awaiting if someone could satisfy his drench,

Not that he has no legs or he is handicapped, he is a fellow individual,

He is none other but somebody weeping profusely for a token of love,

I am sure that he has been ignored by his family, But..

According to genetics, he is ignored by his blood-family,

But what tickles me is: Doesn't he have another stupendous family?

Talent to be poured in, Pure love to be added, Experiences to be memorized,

Mistakes to be guiders and commercialization to be misguide-rs,

Symphonies from the heart are ringing and tangling,

Opportunities are gleaming, really too shining,

Really enlightening, striking like thunder,hindrances I wonder,

Just see the stupendous ocean, dimunitive things are floating,

Just find the pearl you need and LEVITATE!!! (in the blue-vast sky)!

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Expectations-Missiles Yet Unknown

"My dream, my passion is something like old fashion,

My 'interaction' with 'provocation' in person was fearsome,

I was not really handsome and I didn't had some(to corrupt him),

Author, an accomplished one,

But a minute sound came round and round in origin of a tone,

The world told: You can't do it son,

I was the one with perception,

I didn't want perfection,

A book of mine to be seen in the old book store was my aspiration,

Sitting in the old rusty railway station,

I dreamed  of touching my book in my hands where my face touched the ecstatic expression,

Things to be said, Things to be laid,

Things to be achieved, Things to be relieved,

In life, the strongest phase of life, 

Your extemporaneous "you" helps for the welfare of you, 

Oh! Negativism is diffusing,

Oh! Love is fluctuating,

Oh! Intentions are becoming higher,

Oh! Expectations are literally slaying my head,

I can't sleep on my red bed I said,

My parents didn't do much,

My elders din't care such,

I was getting addicted to something to be avoided called-scotch,

Derogatory connotations began surrounding me,

Pulling me their side,Oh! I see,

I was weeping, not sleeping thinking about my future,

I thought that these expectations can make a suture,

I don't want to be the topper,

I don't want to become a "doctor",

I am not Michael Jackson,

But there's an exception,

Michael Jackson cannot become me,

I am the way I am, I am the way I was, 

I am the kid who sees the gleaming stars through the window,

I am the kid who always sits in the back row,

I am the kid who always dreamed to 'furrow', 

In my thoughts,

My so called wealthy and healthy thoughts,

My dreams which are my deepest desires, sire,

A book grabs my attention,

Its not the gravitation but my relation-THE TRUE RELATION,

It has some kind of attraction, aggravation towards me, you can see,

Let the expectations just blow away,

Just sow the seed of passion on your way,

This is the key, my goal key, the success key for anything..!!!"

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Its Inside Which Matters

"Something is to be discovered in you,

Nothing is to be added to you,

You are not a palatable dish but my life's greatest wish,

I will be in your soul for my whole,

Infinitesimally small,minute, diminutive, heart you have , my love,

I can't tell you reasons and not all this is treason,

Your my life's destiny as well as my greatest fantasy,

My life is yours and you are my destination,

Aggravation and provocation is to be expressed,

Just for you, Only for you,

Till Death and beyond,

Till space and infinity,

I don't blame "gravity",

I don't blame  "fate",

I encourage normal(force), my seducing love,

You are a magnet and I am your attraction,

You are my attraction and also my seduction,

I didn't know how to judge by what is inside,

I just saw your beauty through my gleaming eyes,

Wizard phosphorescence, sparkling seeing you,

This is the only reason I have abandoned you,

I miss you, miss you, my carcinogen,

Your the reason I am living,

Your my challenge I am facing,

You have detoxified me and I don't know what it is,

My body needs your presence to be seen,

Or else I will not be seen,

Promise you for infinite times,

I am seeing you from inside,

Just inside, insight, your my foresight,

I miss you,

Just miss you,

Am living just for you 

And my life is sophisticated and complicated,

I am becoming under-rated..

Help me for Heaven sake!!!!"

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Manifestation of Life

Life is sometimes too baffling,

Life is sometimes too frightening,

Life is sometimes too gleaming,

Where everyone is so struggling...

A thing called Life it is...

A thing called 'knife' it is... (2)

It is too sharp by which we DIE, DIE, DIE...

Life's sometimes too hopeless,

Where pure affection and benevolent love is worthless,

Life's a catastrophe where hindrances follow,

They are not less than what is called 'sorrow',

Life's a maze in your strongest phase,

Life's a big murder case where detectives chase,

Life's a big flood where desperations come with rage,

Life's a bloody cage where we are imprisoned for kidnapping Larry Page,

Life's a star where desires nurture from our heart,

A thing called Life it is...

A thing called 'Skype' it is... (2)

Where we connect with our dear ones,

Relations which are healthy ones,

Life's an earthquake where worries dominate,

Life's an adventure where we set our venture,

We are scavengers of heart,

It is when vagaries start,                                                                                                                                                           

So, Friends, ENJOY LIFE,                                                                                                                                                         

Just think it as your loving wife...!!!

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-baffling Question-

" There is something behind,

I pondered to rewind,

I thought and thought, fought and fought, and what not?

I plundered my own heart to start a new life,

I betrayed the 'Love' and forgot to bow,

And now I am here in this phase of life,

 What did I get out of my bank account.

 It shows I million dollars but the elixir of love is null/nought,

Zero amount of love and I was frustrated with this thing,

My phone gave me a ring and I began to weep profusely,

Like a river flowing,

Like a mouse starving,

Like death waiting,

I have got nothing in this world,

My dear ones, the ones I loved,

Did not come back again,

My heart had a rain,

In which everything was flooded,

Rain of darkness diffused in my deeps,

In my depths,

But I kept there waiting for a "Hope",

Who could give me a rope ,

 To pull me in and include me in,

Vagaries go and come, they are of course lame,

But they give you motivation and provocation,

Pondering about this, I went out of my house,

Thinking on getting a spouse,

Who was not greedy as a mouse,

I met an old-beard man sitting on a wheel chair at the grave,

I went near him and told him to be brave,

He was none other than my father, own father seeing my mom at the grave,

Seeing me, he gave a glow and just with a blow was out of the world,

Frustrated with this thing called life, I went to my account (bank),

And made all money and properties count,

Donated it to a trust with full of trust,

 This is the phase of life,

Where one ultimately reaches his\her's "Pursuit of Happiness",

With so much of belligerence..."