Thursday, April 16, 2015

LOVED & NUMB


I Let her, I let her sing in an Indian ecstasy
I let her softly smile with those daisy lips
Where glad beams did sprout to own the best of rosy
Romance, and by joy, my dawn and the day she kept.

Time was swift and yet swift time has the shrill for Love
To deserve not by match of minds,
At last loved and numb..

SLEEP KEEPS FUNERAL SONG


Invoking her,mild Sleep
And the bright spot of rest
And all those passed are pale
And frost as death in silence
How soft that state that charms
sweet Death like sleep when calls
And memory in a numb corner stills
O' sleep,let me take,far,for a vaccation

THE SOLEMN MUZIC

'The solemn music is tuning in the bard's mind,he trying to chisel with
Aesthetic art.Wishing the wind could scatter his ideas unto different directions.When he lost the dearest maid, he felt along the way he did under the wings of knowledge. He found shelter and slept beneath the shade of ancient books.The shelter the had when he was mad enough to prove the world. summer gave him warmth,yet warm and hottest memories he found and waited further on

Arrived the day:

 When autumn wind lets his Timidness​  fall, new hopes will sprout in may till September'

FOR THIS PEN AHEAD THE THOUGHT


Alike an peaceful heaven
Words are wandering among woods
Forest,Forest, mind-ward awake
Varying my thunder cloud- mind
Silently day-dreaming and writing
With myriad hopes ahead
How precious these words awake
Away from the worldly worries
Away from wrangled hours
For this pen ahead the thought!

FROTH OF SUCCESS: STORY OF A COMEDIAN ESCAPE

FIRST PART


The froth of success sparkled from the Campaign bottles. He reached his height of success that night and became a millionaire with his comedy stand up shows. He was remarked by his sarcastic appearance in the stage which attracted millions of people around the world. In the night of triumph, he reached there, he was kindly invited to Lord Matrix’s mansion and the lord gave him a party with wine, womenfolk, champagnes and musical flutes all around. Such a marvelous night for Edward Parker, the famous comedian of England, his eyes were cheerful, he was mad in humor, sharing his majestic wits with Magnolia and her servants. Lord’s relatives and friends forgathered in the Manson and sat in dining room. Voice of trumpets and chats intensified the halls. The Mansion was tinseled with radiant bulbs and the pleasure went playful in all the faces gathered.   Not a serious man there held a serious tongue; everywhere was witty. They exchanged their concerns to Parker and celebrated with him as if they are with their super hero. Magnolia had been dating him since a year and no one knows about this. They kept it secret. Magnolia is the renowned model and an eye- opener, compeer to Edmund. Girls gathered around the pair, heeding the sort of fun Edmund was talking with her and tried to enamor his attention. Magnolia was a renowned, respectful friend of the celebrated comedian and Lord Matrix had beautiful dreams about Parker being his son in law.
Lord and his wife poured champagne and drunk with extreme happiness. He didn't even asked his daughter about her mind.
‘Call Parker, say him Lord is calling to sit with him’
 He sent his men to call Parker to inform his desire.
They reached the table where Parker sat with Magnolia and informed them
 ‘Lord is calling, he wants to share some time with you’ they said to him
‘Lord is mad to call me now’ he mocked them
‘Tell him am coming later, tell them’ Men laughed at Parker seeing he was in a compromised position and the girls around them laughed louder
‘This is such an amusing night isn't Magnolia?  Uh ha’ he had a scream at the men
When they informed to Lord about the matter, Lord laughed and he turned out sarcastically and called her daughter Daisy to join the comedian.
‘Daisy, go inform him like am saying now, am going to give you a letter to that genius’
‘Daddy— what is a letter needs to invite him to dance with you; I would go and tell him, but what is a letter you mean’
Lord laughed and said
‘Suspense’
He sent her without unveiling its romantic smell and giving the letter written with his ball pen.
 She caught up with Parker. On seeing the Lord’s daughter Parker surprised looking at her kohl filled dark eyes and sharp face and a slender body. When she approached the room other girls are envy of her and turned side pretending like they didn't see her. She spoke him

‘Hello Mr. Parker, sorry to interrupt, I know you are in holiday mood, Daddy gave a letter to inform you’ everyone astonished, what a letter? What a letter this night? Curiosity ran two and forth.
Is it letter written to lock me here, am really happy to see Lord’s sweet daughter, sweet as the moon, any way open’ When he said these words women japed each other.

Daisy pulled out the letter and gave to Parker and Parker read it sardonically
Again curiosity raftered the rooms since while Magnolia was seen so pensive— about concerning what is going next
The letter was this much:

‘Are you ready to marry my daughter, funny man Parker?
In a flick of time Parker jest out started to laugh louder and said her
‘O, Percy — cheesy, Daisy— is it your correct name” he imitated her female voice and informed her stuttered

‘Daisy….’ she said wondered at Parker

‘What do you say, Daisy’ Parker inquired her

‘My Goddess, nothing Mr. Parker’ she said blush fully hiding her thoughts

Daisy looked nervous on hearing his father’s rude wish and didn't inform him about her affair with Pony Darwin— the sexiest man of madly rumors and son of an army officer. But Daisy loved the comedian so much. She had only good words about the comedian’s shows in Kent, last year yet she already gave a word to Darwin. She couldn't tell her opinion to her father because Darwin’ father was in enmity with the Lord.

‘Mr. Parker, I have a thought, am in love with an army officer’s son called pony, I know my father gets mad in hearing this, can you help me’? She implored

To be continued..

EMOTIONS COLD

“Here is the World, where the emotions cold, the desire become unreal, fancy leads the role, thoughts wake words to speak of the loss, wor...