Whenever..

Whenever I say you are not.. You creep in some how n say I am,
I freak a smile on my face..  Since I know you are.. A glam,

Alright all I intend to do such is to see or realise a gussail face,
But why couldn't be a reverse from there.. A smiling just in case,

Any way all telepathetic.. Damn even the dictionary doesn't acknowledge,
Such eternal relationship.. Let go yaar.. Time n God shall decide collage,

If such exists.. I mean I have got an eye that remains in search of you,
But I won't peep into others avenues I am not remote controlled ctv of few,

I am me.. Who sees hears talks n likes to be an own,
Respecting relating trusting to who believe.. I mean am I known...

. . . . . . .  To you. . . . . . . 

237..

237 I guess are the marks or the numbers that an alliance may get to succeed,
To get on in that world to keep the word spoken with a will to proceed,

All that may be happening on that day that actually is another normal,
And courtesy teens n youngs.. Doers of sorts being supportive n informal,

And this is not surprise.. A surprise in store as this actually is in eyes,
Of beholders n believers.. Can happen these say.. With all ties,

With common through mind body heart words n soul,
Liker of deeds over false feeds.. 237 I believe remains the first goal...

. . . . . . . . . . . 2 3 7. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 

Irrational irritated..

Logjamed with strong disagreements a few went on to be irritated,
And on loggerheads with all.. Rhythmic rhythms in these got precipitated,

In an irrational n irritating ways.. Thus always with conceived minds,
So full with hates.. Dislikes.. Arrogance and predetermined finds,

That actually said nothing yet historically always these did blow histrionics,
With false hoarse hearsays.. Unauthentic yet with hegemonic tonics,

Maybe to energise themselves to unleash yet another bout of annoyance,
Completely unaware or pretended tobe such these project a buoyance,

That actually doesn't exist at all.. All that exists are irritated irrational,
To live n to exist all I need are inner strength n sense tobe rational...

. . . . . . . . . Amen. . . ☺. . . . . . . .

Took these..

Everyone took these in contest that were in fact of no substance,
All took upon them.. Me.. How me alone all said with instance,

Well I said nothing.. I did nothing wrong.. All I did was to watch,
A marvel hilarious.. Just to lift up my mood..  That went scorch,

In the burns.. Fumes.. Heats n jealousies of a few.. Who I don't know,
Why and for what.. But I got cooked within with moments on go,

On go or on paranoid hold.. I guess on hold.. Since none let these go,
And enjoy n have an open hearted laugh.. My fault I guess in being slow,

To act.. But what could I.. All I got were cold blares n shivers,
No warmth.. No zinda dilli.. No open attitude.. No believers,

So finally as always I had to dig me out in open and with beliefs,
Positive ofcourse.. But Dear friends..  I am not equal to you..  So Be on relief,

Any way.. Let me be for a while.. Let me rinse me in my life,
With my worries as usual.. Happiness if there is no strife,

But there is..

Whoofs.. All I did was to watch Jaane Bhi Do... But I shall watch this again,
Why shouldn't I.. And I am not harming any.. Neither am I inflicting pain,

On any.. Any way.. I here again sit by me.. With Me and for me.. All alone,
I nurse my pains on own.. I within me gather courage to rip upon,

My own traumas.. And then my instincts to survive n then to put a smile,
On face.. As if.. Since I believe in.. Jaane de yaar.. Yet I hold me here for a while...

. . . Just to put and paste a ☺. . . . . .

Fair..

Fair I say.. If I find me as butt of their jokes n rude funs,
I take these all without a pinch of salt.. Say their intended puns,

Well I have a lot many desires n on top.. The desire to have sex,
With an equally desirer With mutual consent.. No attempt to perplex,

Neither to confuse any.. Just being to own correct n fair,
I mean what is sex n in what way one gets attracted to sexy affair,

I always say sex is always in mind n to indulge into I need stimulation,
Yeah the mental stimulation n such gets reflected thru being of equation,

And holder of views n mindset.. That is open n of desires,
And these get manifested through many ways.. Joyous n sapphired,

I mean I express me quite clearly in my own unique crystal way,
In mind I stimulate sex this way.. Ready to get into a fold to have my say,

Or whisper into ears of.. My own.. And that's it I keep in my mind,
And here exactly I become restrainer of my desires.. I hide me behind,

A face that is satisfied.. I know I am not..  But I keep such owing to fears,
And I know these all are true fears.. Anyway I curtail a desire crystaled clear,

And owing to some blind accusations that had been put in my ways,
By my own a lot many.. Laws n in Laws.. Alright I say.. Have ur says,

To divide n rule.. What else.. Any way..

I in a way let it know to some open minded n of sexual quest,
That's it's not about being a man or a woman.. Its about having a jest,

Or a desire.. That always comes into mind thus stimulates mind,
Get indulge n get fucking damn.. Curtail n be of face wrinkled grind,

Not yet.. But many years later effects of these unfulfilled desires do get reflect,
On face.. In behaviour.. In everything.. So amidst choices what to select..

. . . . . . . . To have what. . . ☺. . . . .

God knows..

Well only the God knows.. I do not as to what's gonna be in for me,
Lines or rekhas on my hand can tell what.. I can't foresee,

And I at times feel strange in seeing a few prediction based upon lines,
Over the palms.. About the unknown.. God's domain not mine,

Anyway the more I say a thing about these so-called monks,
The more classified info givers these may become n without honks,

Thus I try living as ordinary n simple human with some skills,
Me knows nothing about unknown I swear.. I shrill..

. . . Or rather make a calm appeal. . .

Out there..

Out there I felt was some one who wanted to vent up,
His profound anger.. So he did unleased all that was with hiccups,

Actually with no hiccups.. And the listener out there was some deaf,
Or pretended to.. Else who can survive suffocating.. Whe(i) ff,

That some had accumulated with in over the ages n years,
Compounding these further as interest of him without any fears,

I really wanted to ask.. In what way have I done to you any wrong,
No answers.. But all egos of one intolerant.. Who even hates songs,

Ah!!! I somehow could understand such unhealed diabetic trait,
Of him.. I said let such dud IT be of you.. Be angered without a bait,

For forever.. God has given you so much n shall give you more,
I was wronged I know.. But still I said let go.. My destiny in galore,

And of me n me alone... I never shall let these profound anger,
Be an integral part of me.. No no.. I can't live with such danger,

Of not able to live with open n acceptable heart,
As if nothing had happened.. Just a tears n hug.. That's all n no dirt,

As believer of life as really good song.. Sung unsung.. But a song,
Playing it on.. Being with it.. Where is the time for me to do wrong...

. . . . . . . . . ☺😊😊☺. . . . . . . . .