DECLINED LOVE LETTERS

I still have doubt of why do you cry,did you think I ask some thing harsh, if I 

did, I feel regret of it,its something because of you, your thoughts make me highly, tempting 

.Also its tough for me that you are not near me and the intense feelings are 

killing me.I felt I need you all the times,can you send me your love birds now!

Dont you know am so much curious of you, such a way

I love you, its deferent and and bit voguish, which I enjoyed

ever.I would be strict because its good that we don't forget each

other and we say we want one another.You are the one who 

pretending to be lacking desires and lust because of me.I can

give you anything you need,because it is the part of life too.Think I am with you, with you only..

think I am with you, same as before

we must to quit something for our Love,

time must be a big give up to achieve

the goals of Love 

Its well to know about you. Dont think am harsh or rude,

or ever you had not know that am puntual when I start 

to work.I would love that you dont spare your good times

of today by sleeping or to give your dreams of blizzard.

I need you certain to reality by reading or writing until I 

return to your World 

I JOT MY BARE VERSES

‘Here I jot my bare verses for a worldly awareness while the universe is surrounded by an ailment called religion. I would yell louder than a hell could sound for a world which I belong and suffering to innovate a new episode for the future of universe. I had a dream that the world is getting free from its shackles of customs and rituals and men introducing their self-brain to the world to overcome the hurdles of life other than religious way’.

THOUGHTS

VOICE OF A BIRD

THE WINTER

SCENE OF REVENGE

    Part 1

An envious journey to destroy an unacceptable love was terrible; which wildly poured the melancholy that Osborne apparently knew.

Thoughts crawled one other; they ripped his passionate soul and blind his eyes, then with hate and curse — were strident echoes to life, no laughter, no pleasures serenaded, but all was quiet and quiet as a gloomy dark and despair that gave venom for him to revenge.

 The damp air was blowing from west; dewdrops covered the ardent hill slopes, and the darkness obedient to the bright Moon. The atmosphere looked wet and cold, the green of the forest was unclear, and all was silent: except the murmurings of the two lovers; beside the crags, where the radiant moon shadowed the secretly hiding mischievous Osborne’s envy frame and by madness that he held his fists tightly with rampant aggression and grudge.

Slowly he moved, to the place where fare-looked Waldo and dauntless Nancy sat; and hide underneath a huge rock piece. He saw them embracing with extreme affection. Aggression

Overwhelmed with uttermost pressure and cold demoralized his altering brain; he knew since his arrival for that occult plan of destruction was only loss, which was Nancy, to whom he has still Love, even love is unrequited, but a narrow ray of hope still remained in his dismayed heart, though folly was all in his self-determinations and slowly his mind said ‘to kill Waldo and abduct Nancy’.

'I found the beautiful shade in Earth,as a writer under the shelter of Literature,which the sense giving exercise of all kind'

SEEN A PAIR OF PEACEFUL LIPS

Now the evening came,the stars all chime
Musical, Musical,the guitarist passed by—
The greeny moors of the country dale
And tuned his magical device
with rustic thoughts all wandered around
The fields of new hope.

O musical,the guitarist attuned..
While all the pains dissolving away
While all the pains dissolving away
Heard are peaceful melodies
And seen a pair of peaceful lips
Before he left..

A BOOK REVIEWED

Arthur Telling gives a brilliant philosophy through his work 'the steps’, which I read it presently. I like the theme of the book with his views against the pseudoscientific- culture of the present world. The author brilliantly smashing up against the present religious norms and the unreasonable acts of the humans by making up an idol which is falsely respected and believing to be the current protector of a natural DISORDER—yet false faces can do nothing in this world. In his view, he agrees there is a sea change for the universe, which we will see when a new world starts; there will be a change, which happens in the future. This transformation is neither a God or an external force nor an act of a godly force, but it happens in the physical, natural and chemical way. I really appreciate sir for your perception, for writing a book with far above the human thoughts. In addition, technically he speaks about the advanced methods using human consciousness and reality in this modern world to run against the cataclysm in which the world is going to face. The language is a bit pacey and quite innovative element for the new era.

NATURE'S SLEEP

The current shade of the crepuscule is so radiant than ever before. The sun has to go back and the Nature is going to miss her phenomenal globe until tomorrow. The clouds are so dusky in the twilight skies. The transparent curtain of mine is glowing in brown radiance all along its tapestries. I am wondering about Nature and her post changes, which are going to occupy our silence. Nature is the birthplace of all organisms from whose essence we enjoy. It is a place to ponder self and seek the curiosity in all the forms of it. I have to turn for the dark hours when the sun is going to leave from its horizon, then since I cannot see the green of the Earth, and the plants will get their sleep and the animals too. The nature is going for partial sleep by the end of the dusk.

'A PEN AHEAD THE THOUGHT IS A BEAUTY ABOVE THE THORN'