Wait…….
Wait .
Mother waits, neonate grins
Flowers wait, the bees spin,
Dew drops wait, pristine dawn,
Groom waits, bridal lawn,
What is life, but a string of endless waits?
Beetle waits, spiders claw,
Innocence waits, corrupt guffaw,
Widow waits, bygone way,
A grey beard waits, judgment day,
What is life, but a Sting of endless waits?
Bliss and dolor, the cross of Lorraine
Like the leaf and the thorn, on a thicket vein
Each cant stand one another
One is imperfect without the other
I stand await to ask you straight,
What is life, if there is nothing to wait?
Sunil Varma….
WORDS
Words
As words fade………..intentions, dazzle my eyes.
As words sear………..convictions, sting my nostrils.
As words intoxicate…adulation, assault my senses
As words thunder……abomination, split my eardrums.
“Words words words …..”
As words slowly drip,and their meaning slither my back.
These tiny winged words,perched on my lobes
urgent relentless whispers
“Words Words Words ….”
What are they but grimy patina,on a gleaming surface
scrub hard
and you will yourself feel. . .
the chaste emotion laced with hard nut shell. . . “
Sunil Varma
Love…Can we define it…….
Love…Can we define it…….
A deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness.
Would that be it… A single sentence to define the complex emotion that we call love. i often wonder if there is anything sui generus about it. Is it as comlpex as we are all made to beleive, or is the exhilaration just a reaction to what we beleive we should be feeling, based on our chemera about the whole thing.
A scientific explanation of the entire thing is a set of chemical reactions inside our human body which are triggered bacause of an external stimuli. Though the learned men of science have been able to explain these compleax organic reactions they have been unable to draw the equation that determines what triggers these reactions?
(go through the link there is a funny explanation of the same)
After going through few other sites which were of the similar type i started to wonder “hey is it that mechanical, if it is why do we look for it like a holy grail and always are disspointed that we have never found it.
In the few years i have been on this planet i have met a lot of people who claimed they have found the love of their life. I feel happy for them at that moment even though i find the same people looking for a new love a few years later. Now that confuses me for i was made to beleive Love is one time phenomena. So…..what is it…..how do i identify that what i am feeling is love.
Or is it worth all the trouble, should i be thinking at all?
Tiny Droplets Shine and Jostle
Tiny droplets shine and Jostle….
Tiny droplets shine and jostle, Windy night
Whishpersoft, as the light flickers, to tease .
a smile, from the tumult of your eyes, like the smell
of clove, in a strepitous bazaar.
Tiny droplets shine and jostle, Aureate dawn
recreant darkness, as the flowers bloom, to steal .
a smile, from your saturnine heart, like the scarlet blush
of nymph, in a sequestered hallway.
Tiny droplets shine and jostle, Clarion noon
drowsy mute, as the bee buzz, to squeeze .
a smile, from your sanguine soul, like the anxious wait
of bride, in a tranquil aisle.
Tiny droplet shine and jostle, mawkish dusk
marching seas, as the birds nest, to nudge .
a smile, from your crimson lips, like the yearning song
of canary, in a hermetic wood.
Tiny droplets shine and Jostle, windy night
Whishpersoft .
……..sunil