"I found a god,manly in my vast nature,where there is realms wealthy,where I seen the joy of the moving springs and the jumping fawn" - Nithin Purple

"I found a god,manly in my vast nature,where there is realms wealthy,where I seen the joy of the moving springs and the jumping fawn"

- Nithin Purple

I FOUND A GOD

I found a god,manly in my vast nature,where there is realms wealthy,the moving springs and the jumping fawn,look at the flow both have.Nature was created by nature itself, the way it recycles one another.If you look at that nature beyond you,you will get astonished the gravity and the chemistry linked one another.I found various hypothesis for its origin including the nature comes and it goes so is the living and destructive god, among my eyes

THE SELF EXHAUSTED ONE & THE WINTER

'Summer has grown
faster than thoughts
Like the day exhausted
with loss in our thoughts
Tired not the sun
The self exhausted one
With a fire himself burnt
 will show us the best
 Glance day by day
Until the winter gives
A boon to our hearts'

ON MY DEAR & DEAD FRIEND JEREMY

Jeremy would probably be the unluckiest guy in the diploma classes, but the survived one. It was very tough for him to understand lessons which instructor taught. He maintained his thoughts of immature quality. ‘Dubiety’ was often his soul –mate. Scarcely could he understand the conclusion of the chapters, which his classmates already gained. Something like a motor-or a device or an external factor like a clearer sky or a beautiful natural wind was essential for him to accelerate him. He went one loop to connect with the other, either in the case of theories or in the other side of practical exercises. In addition, the instructor ‘Manuel’ was always his nightmare and many of his classes seemed to him like he was running away with some fret and sat unwillingly in most of his time stinting in our gloomiest College.

WHEN THE WINTER CLOUDS ARE SEEN

The winter clouds are seen—neatly fog entering into my house atop,delivering me words of chillness and I have loneliness and my ever loved friend—solitude.Well I love having this dark room where I sat in the dim light of a lantern and write pleasantly.When Love is barren with self-proud I have only words left—pain carries me to make words of wisdom

ENGAGEMENT BELLS

    PART 1

It was in a hapless situation that I wrote about my Engagement, sadly though I wrote —a traditional fault that represented my family members.

It has ruled out my mood and made me interestingly unhappy. That incident left me lot of curiosity and queries. I didn't hear such like from any one of my friends’ experience yet. However, it can also hardly happen for one or two around us. Now let me unfold. Two months before my parents phoned me and informed something they found for me. I was sure they are trying to talk about a new girl. Mom gave her word to the girl’s family and they fixed the date of our meeting according to my leave.

 I felt anxious about going to a marriage-lock and was enjoying my bachelor life better than any one of my friends. Apart from that when I thought of an opportunity to go home after a long time, I imitated some happiness.

I seen her photo and excited with her marble like body, her face was a bit large with a few pimples all around. She was white and lean with an innocent round face and no one says she is bad for me. I board my flight on 12 March and happily reached India where my uncle and my dad came in a car to pick me to my home. Uncle was so much proud and happy to see me and he inquired me about the journey:

'Hi man how was the journey ’

'All right, uncle'

My father was so happy in seeing me after a long time and he said:

'Son, you are a bit improved now’

‘Last year I started eating food more, Dad’ I replied and laughed at him

Uncle drove me and father to home and he left. Dad and I entered through our stairs in the dark and he gave a door bell. We waited for a while for mamma to wake up. She came with her happy face and invited me. I shown her my new camera and gave her sweets and chocolates to eat. She could not eat it because it was late night and told me she will take it after brush her teeth in the morning. I hugged her and parents gone to their beds and slept.

I didn't shower and knew the water was so cold of rain last night the atmosphere was chilled enough and eagerly went to the dining room and ate fried chicken prepared my mom that morning. I had to adjust the time in my watch, before I sleep with a knowledge that am in a different zone to prepare for my Indian dreams—Indian girl and Indian food. Then again an Indian morning arrived after a year of time with a Friday wing. I knew I was happier than anyone in the house and I pulled out my curtain and seen monsoon clouds outside, the atmosphere was dark and rain pelted outside. I have intended to mind that am not going to do any sort of writing activities nor painting or reading in this short spell at home, but rather am preparing my body to gain some weight and did those kinds of arduous chest exercises. In India, variety of food would always turn me on and am a great fan of sour, spicy and salty group of food.

To be continued..

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

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!

Once Loved God

 Sing thou, muse that conquering my slender age

 Naked moments and flightless gloom

Dreams, ripened and lively own

From thee I fled unconstrained

when you hide from me

Solemnly then dwelt is my pathos  

When nights and days swept sullen

Below your heavens’- lodge my gained ecstasy

I met curiosity since I found the World and since then I could not use a filter upon me. I tried to talk what I saw the demonic things in Earth.Could any one cease it?

Physically and mentally for me, to hide from God was indeed a rescue from the Earthly worries. God could be a cause, which made me think so much beyond the reality and I admitted even I am pulled away from Godly thoughts, I found ecstasy in Earth to write and create Literature .

Urging Remedy: Only if Consiousness and perception are weapons you self created: