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  • Thursday, March 3, 2011
  • ari


  • clinging onto the reasons , for my survival,
     when i noticed that i wasn't left with any,
     the bank did run out of reason ,
    for  twas the best robbery of the season.

     oh! here i have one, there , one more!
    no it is the mirage of  the same for adventures , galore..
    have forgotten to love, neither do I  let anyone come near
     for twas the best robbery of the season, that i often sneer.


     everynight ! the same old story..
     now i laugh, i laugh to my heart's content,
     i dont try to reason the same, cry a little later,
     ahh ! yes! twas ! twas!now  i have my hollow emotions to cater.


    :)) for all I wanted was a glass of wine.

  • Wednesday, March 2, 2011
  • ari



  • My eyes were numb , I thought I would go to sleep,sleep in the arms of the Arms,
    I was tired, tired ! ,that I was tried a thousand times.
    Oh! Yes ,tried in the court of the outlaws.
    The lullaby hmmed ..yes it hummed .. all I wanted was a glass of wine”..

    The synergy of  the wine and the hushaby saved me from being oblivious ,
    Oh! Yes I remember the “oblivion’s  curse” ..  what was it ? apart from the wine,incarnadine ?
    Yes ! yes! I threw away the goblet ,when  your heart was shattered into pieces.
    The ballet, indeed ! The wine tasted alkaline  ,
    For all I wanted was a glass of wine.

    Ahh ! the music did soar !  
    Oh! Did it? Or did the tigers  whine?
    High ~ a bit too high did it soar,
    Intoxicated  was I  that I wanted him ,so much more.
    Just a glass of wine , here again I pour!










    shall name it not..

  • Saturday, February 26, 2011
  • ari







  •  Not a third time, ahh yes!  Well, No,
    As the bride was seated on the unbridled horse
    The typhoon engulfed the  fires  which smoldered,
    When the swords kissed ,the  warriors were unperturbed !

    A world devoid of emotions, a  planet that had gone astray,
    Where guns and knives sympathize to liaison the “if” with the “will”.
    Not a leaf moved, Silence hovered around to see,as it spotted
    A  soldier ,Alive! in its battlefield ,was abandoned by his dead comrades ,to bleed.

    The woman trembled with fear , as she  screened herself  behind the rocks
    Silence , drifted ,as if it was the king  of  time,
    She was thirsty , she needed water  to save the herb of nine”.
    The skirmish did end  for the War was left to be fought,
    for the number of numbers fought, were always prime.

    THE RHYME on THE RHYTHM of "Ari"

  • Saturday, February 19, 2011
  • 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 !

  • Friday, February 18, 2011
  • ari
  • 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

  • Saturday, February 12, 2011
  • ari


  • 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.