Awsome..

At times on those days whenever i tend to feel bitter on certain things that i know are not in control of me,

I tend to divert my attention  more and more towards one awesome.. who  understand the reason behind my glee,

my glee is simple and most of the times innocent and human and without any sense of caste creed and absolute greed,

i smile at others to get a smile in return.. that's all.. yet i know i come across the wrath of those whose whims i can't feed,

what can i do then.. be bitter and more bitter.. or divert my attention more and more towards one awesome,

i divert.. nevertheless.. i tend to recall those days that were romantic and i happened to have company of one lissome,

together we used to roam on city market roads.. peeping through the displaying windows so full with enticing rows,

and then silently putting smiles.. shall buy for you once i have enough money in my wallets till then i used to bow,

to my fancies but not the whims.. and in doing so i used to curtail my desires for all fancied things i could not buy,

and all because of short of funds and money and i still am such.. yet i have not lost that glee of me for awesome hi fi,

and i am not romanticizing my poor economic status as i know there is nothing romantic in being hapless poor,

and i got to knew from my experiences that being rich is perhaps the best virtue in life.. motivating and mover,

and whose motivations weigh more if i might be asked then i shall always say.. here the rich always matter more,

and i can tell you that its mostly the poor who keep motivating themselves in their own ways trying to be sure,

of our own existence in world so full of what not.. nevertheless i again divert my intents towards one awesome,

i switch on some music on my ordinary smart phone.. and here i so fancifully perceive that i have a company of one lissome....

 can say kee dil bahlane kay liye ghalib khayal accha hai.... ha ha ha ha...

 

halcyon..

since a last few days or say months i have been trying to write a poem.. who people call the real poetry with merits,

i could not.. since i know no words that are complex and too literary.. all i know are words that are simple n erotic,

i know i can ignite desires in those who since years been living life on corners.. With the desire of having one on lap,

but.. let its be their..how shall i be of any help to them in relieving their urges unless they are ???.. or me with bikni rap,

Me... me am not.. hence please excuse.. though you may have very large and great ideas of having grand pleasures, 

immense i mean.. get to know and get to find on your own how to appease your erotic fucking treasures,

though i shall keep trying to write that kind of poem who people call the real.. yet mine shall always be simple,

in words that first of all i can understand.. forget about letting these reals be tensed in knowing its quintuple pimple,

any way my idea of having fun in my own ways and without being complex n rigid is having sense to live at ease,

using my own simple and limited words again and again to reach at levels of poetic climax with erotic sense to appease,

my desires of course through my styles of writing and actually in real i don't want to be that crow who tried those steps,

were those dancing i don't know.. all i know that i am me and with my own persona n face with halcyon precepts...

                              About you.... 

illumine

with so many thoughts that do come into mind.. i at those times tend to change these thoughts into some pleasant,
i tend to think that with these negative vibes how shall i be able to live and for how long.. still i like to live life as one decent,

in life i know i have not found much of the mental reliefs n happiness but still amidst these i try searching for these,
may be imaginary but these do matter since these are priceless and i searched in my mind and did all to appease,

my tense nerves and what not.. and i know i have not disturbed any nor have i asked any for favor neither a couch to sit along,
i know i am a loner and most of the times alone.. and a lots of insecurities do creep up.. yet i shed these just to say i belong,

as a person to one illuminating with good things in life with in.. and here i again know these are my pleasant precepts, 
for someone i know exist somewhere.. well i know.. inventive and introspective.. and practically hmmn extrovert,

the one who likes to talk talk talk with friends on larger greater and magnum and infinite scales,
i dont know what better recipe that likes to know from friend.. let it be.. why should i bother for such trails,

anyway.. the stories in life differ hence my story also differs in all ways to stories of and in your life,
i like to live at ease with my own self esteem.. i trouble none nor i do give bad names that may put strife.....


                                        in their life...........