Not Anymore… : Part 1

Not Anymore...

She departs away

Mind fades on its way

Where am I?

Can’t I sing

nor do I ping

On her life, a melody

that overset my mood’s

moody face, everywhere..

as long as we’re

living for us to gather..

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…that word

..that word tells its meaning

as I’m curiously sitting

next to the timeless sea

with white pages and a plea

owned by an old man

written in his 80’s

using some idle words.

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Couplet Of Love

A mirror reflects his beauty

that portrays her eerily

melody of a silvery line

written by an insane

sailor of a love’s ship

lives in her heart’s dip

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Anti- Historic Man

“He’s a mystery behind him! Everybody says so; I haven’t ever met him directly, although I also believe in what others believe.”

“I’d a photograph that I’ve taken together with him last year at Marais. I missed it somehow a month before…. He hugged me before he left. That made an uttermost peace in him that still shines since that day…..”

“He is a criminal with a loyal mind! The conspiracies he’s made to kill the rules of society are unbeatable… He’s done everything alone and that’s one of his rules of living in an hypocratic society”

“C’mon! Never keep on asking queries regarding him. He’s a white street-dog who always follows him. Of course, he knows that he’s a supreme power in him that nobody among have. Neither you nor I know it. But he is so special, indeed!”

“You could indubitably feel it while talking to him! I met him once so coincidentally while I was heading back to home after spending my wallet for some weekend’s FUN. He was on his bicycle, singing Gibson’s Only in My Dreams of 80’s. A black dog was also following him. I was a little drunk, too. I suppose, he noted me at a distance itself under the street light’s gleam. He stopped his bicycle right in front of me and asked to sit on the carrier so that he could drop me at my home which is merely 3 kms apart. I tried to depart for not revealing out my sanity; I shouted at him from the kick of what I’d. Eventually, he made me under his control through his singing. He rode the bicycle with my fatty ass on the back. Slowly, I’d given partial attention to him; that short-conversation changed everything. The way he talks… It kept me as an avid listener on the carrier behind him,  professing complete silence to know what he’d been telling… It changed me; it changed my life; I’m more happy than what I was. He is the man: miracle man with those mysterical attitude.”

“Don’t worry! You’re not gonna find him from anywhere out here soon. He’s insane; in case if you find him, keep on asking whatever questions you’ve in mind and be a brave heart to be one of his beloved follower. Even if you can’t, you’ll definitely become…. That’s him; a living God…”

“Okay! Don’t believe him. People simply praise for the good terms and conditions they’ve with this man. For me, he’s an immortal man with a lot of happiness and energy in him; it makes others happy as well. I don’t believe in anything more or less other than this about him.”

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Twin Flame

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Silence

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Smiles

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Laughs

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Faith

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Love

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Passion

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Emotions

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Feelings

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All together

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For a flame

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That burns

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At every moment

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In Us

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Up In The Sky

A fly on the wheel
travels for a gleam
that seams our sky
PS 1: Hey folks! I’m on my very first distant solo trip from my homeland (Kochi, India) to New Delhi, the capital city of India. There are certain major and minor intentions to be carried out during this journey and I believe everything would work out in such a way. I would update the details of my trip and the forthcoming experiences I’ll have at the new places here, whenever the time-factor permits me. Have a good weekend to all of you. *smiles*
PS 2: Updating this short-post from the train while travelling…