THE RHYME on THE RHYTHM of "Ari"

The bells toll for I hear the music

Neither they were meant to be, nor could they resist

The winds were crumpling the surface, not that it resisted it

For they were devoid of defiance, I hear it everyday ,every bit as I sit.

For the winds were meek

Tempted as I am , overconfident that I was

Confident that I have grown, why not

Modesty has always been an honest policy for the last week

Never did I retaliate, not a word did I waste.

Oh! Poor coffee your “muchness” didn’t taste

Friends were many ,so was one

Witches were many but wizards were left all alone.

Things went by things gone afar

Not that I wish to retrace not that I debar.

Everyone may love Raymond for people love Ari

My whims and fancies are sometimes so darn funny.

Thou’s love is apocalyptic !

Thou’s love is apocalyptic !

Did I say Thou’s love is  ,apocalyptic?

Reminiscence were they not, “why.”I asked , that I was skeptic!

When a baby battled a boxer , Alas! She fought when she was sick.

Sick of the battle , she yearned ,craved for , for thou’s love is apocalyptic!

He came back twice, and so again, “ I am here again,baby!” said a voice so clear

Why did you have to ? asked that poor unthinking heart, for he was as avaricious as a bear!

“I came back for you.. I am hurt..wounded, cure me!” begged he..

Oh! The apocalypso  felt so mighty indeed!

Why not! For thou’s love is apocalyptic!

Once upon a time, when babies couldn’t live apart a time,

Broke the distance, to live through the tides , as, for the last time they dine.

For the last time did the hearts swell , not again, never again , would she sigh.

Remember ,that I couldn’t have hated you better the reason being  thou’s love is apocalyptic!

Then came the wizard! Funny was he,

 who said a pen is always mightier than sword, you see!

He said, “Never give him a second chance, for if you regard a thing so “important” .”

Library, never was the place to study, dated as if rest of the things were irrelevant..    

Each of us broke each other many a times , for thou’s love isn’t apocalyptic!

it did rip my heart apart to see , that we did fall for each other,that we couldn't be "just friends"

Poor he! None told him  that I was dying infront of people’s eyes!

That day I knew perhaps it has come to an end..

I was saved from the fangs so vicious by God’s grace!

Perhaps I wasn’t worth the friendship  , that he tried, time and again !

VECTORS OF LOVE

Love NOo..,lets not disturb love, lets stop redefining  it time and again

Love that poor baby who tries to love , love insane.

Oh! Yes! I remember  falling  in “love” twice

When  I “liked” facebook’s  falling in chocolates,thrice.

*hehe*

His empty glances did stir me

His wild thoughts  inexplicably went through me, I could see.

My apathy towards the untoward wasn’t unusual

Oh! Crushes? Oh! Chocos were much simple!

Oh! Everytime you love, you plan not to love anymore

Aww, its plainful monsieur! I see its origin in its ore.

And everytime you part ,  you feel a part chopped

From that day onwards you promise to leave love undevoured .

Till one day , you love again.

‘ thou love ‘s razed, why love , nonetheless .’ asks  Love.

No, ts is ain’t no love

I am to see if I am better than before as a person to muse in.

the satire.

Perhaps when one holds everything in contempt , the very act takes the shape of revenge, as Ben Parker’s wife, Amy Parker would say , " it takes over." The superciliousness of “a revenge” doesnot quite come from the confidence which compels one to take “one” but from the condescension of an inexplicable motive , intangible to to one and all, that 'motive' doesnot comply to most of the things which run in strict accordance with the conventions. Rebuttal of such a convention triggers a gargantuan outburst of violent indignation. Expecting least from the “less”..such is the flamboyance of “anger” and you say the brazen attitude of “the blatant” is unfederal?!

the candid categories :)

"Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself. "

by leo tolstoy

Definitely being outspoken is not liked by many specially none assumes so much authority in our democratic country to “speak” or to express which definitely becomes an element of utmost resentment for how can one not understand that the world has a quater of zealots and a three quaters of the planet are filled with people like doubting thomas.Afterall none likes the “bare faced truth” unlike a “lie”. Truth is seldom “entertained” for it becomes a question like how can you stay so peaceful even after knowing the truth when the reverse should have been .... The same reason for which Howard Roak was railed against , for most of his deeds. No wonder we have a quasi federal system of constitution?! No, that applies to everything that the pseudointellectuals try to do where jealousy is manifested in the most imperceptible form and bounces from person to another but never really lost in the process, sounds like the first law of thermodynamics right?! Right you are monsieur! The preposterity of such an element continues to dumbfound many when you just keep on asking a question , “why” notwithstanding that there is no end to it.

the unrelenting, stop it if you can , for i can't , you can try! :D

Uncanny it is when you see people of your sorts swarming around and you thought that you were “one of a kind” , then you see that half of the world comprise the population of your sorts. I am not going into the details of how when and why were you forced to turn into the person that you exhibit normally. Trust me in a country where a pizza arrives faster than a cab or some other transport we really can’t afford the luxury to be different, neither can you be spendthrift with your words for they are valuable , keep them with you , some day you will have that one of a kind person appreciating and indulging in every act of yours and in your glacial words for I realized it better when I was discharged from the hospital in September that people value each one of us .. had a tremendous year ,2010 can’t forget the sequel and neither the pragmatic protagonist there and the experience gathered thereby which happens to be the final frontier for me as far as 7 semester is concerned..got placed as well .. what a way to end it all..
 au revoir.. to one and all ..