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My Divine Lady 

the moonlight smile that brightens every face,
unknowingly, renders me sleepless for days,

the whiskey sopped eyes, the shy gaze,
time and again they besot me,
leaving behind a romantic haze,

the honey filled voice lacing each word,
flows out in a slow rhythemic pace,
conducting the orchestra as my heart plays.

lady i confess, in these moments of craze,
ever since i have known your lovely ways,
this slave of your divine beauty, always prays,
someday in faraway dreamy place,
together we'll live and spend peaceful days,
watching our children play under the sun's rays.

I wish to fly

I wish to fly in the open sky,
to be a spirit floating unbound.
I wish to bask in sun's glory,
to create my own sweet little story.

I wish to fly to meet my lady love,
who peeks at nights from behind the smokey clouds.
I wish to be like the winds of the North,
which flow directinless and yet
no one dares asks them"where do you head for".

 A moment of pause

Deep breath....
a moment of pause

any last thoughts
your only chance boy,
so speak.

It was like falling from the heavens
to the depths of the oceans

a neverending fear of the impending
a unfinished moment in time
an incomprehensibility,
No pain can be greater than this pain I experience
No orgasm can bring a greater joy

I felt time, fastest and the slowest at the same instant
and then time stopped
Silence was the only noise i could hear
And then it too was gone.

I left behind the thought,
my mind no longer experienced the outside
It created a new unconflicting world of its own.
And in that world i foated around like a free bird
unaware unconcerned

Peaceful
Supreme.

The River of Life

The more i live,
the more i distance myself from my own soul....

The river is still flowing
but now it flows on a straighter course.
It's left behind its meandering ways,
the beautiful time of it's nascent days.

The time when it never could understand
the purpose of the boulders,
blocking its path and making it explore newer lands.

Older now,
its finding the answers
and it misses the boulders
who has have left an impression on it's shapeless soul.

But what it fears is not the present
but the future that approaches it slowly but surely.

Soon it will merge with conscience of the ocean,
and therefore it wonders
'did I really live this life
or shall I die without a trace.

Was I just a moment in time,
or was I that shapeless soul of my imagination
or was i nothing just a physical being
without a purpose or need to be?'

Life after Death 

The beauty of the orgasm,
of the ecstacy lies in the feeling of waitlessness,
in the mystery of the world between the real and the unreal,
between the concious and the unconcious.

When the world no longer makes sense,
life or death makes no difference
'cause the concious have given up and the unconcious is takin over.
It is at this point, standing on the edge,
the edge of a tall unknown building...
a momentary lapse of reason....and death.

But then the person dying knows not,
if he's dead or alive.

Many such deaths have come and gone by
and life look more beautiful the next day.
The sun still rises, but i see it in a newer glory.
The birds i never heard, sing a symphony just for me.
People around me suddenly start glowing,
i see them not as the physical but as a bundle of ever flowing thoughts.

So then i realize that u can view ur life in 2 ways...
either live ur life as the life after u are dead....
or live it as the life after u escaped death....

And u'll realize that death, as we percieve it doesn't exist.