The Breathing in

I could feel the numbness acting on my motor nerves

Envying her strength and her glorifying smile were my solution;

Beauty hiding behind her innocence on which nature would easily melt,

full moonlight, a campfire at 5⁰C and solitude on stone cold night;

all, nature provided to me.

An upright cigarette and lighter on table,

Optional pen and paper on other end

Envying her perfectionism; which nature couldn’t deny

Nature has always spoken inaudible actions;

Inaudible actions;

Blessing me moonlight overhead

Was nature’s only solution dear

Putting my nature transformed soul to pen through fingers;

Words breathed out  of her never ending myths as I breathe in her feel;

To which paper listened carefully

Yes! Breathing in her strength was my solution.

The Breathing in.

To all of which fire, moon and river seem to enjoy;

Because she was there,

And I could see everyone Breathing in

consequently; I could see moon lit up.


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MUSING OF HER PRESENCE

I met and wanted to be friend with you till the universe come to an end( I don’t know what I wrote in 1^st and 2^nd line, I tore the paper apart and remembered that I forgot to write this line, but it was something like that :D ; तलकाे चाहिँ त्यै हाे )

You’r the most interesting, amazing person, beautiful, peace loving, astonishing person I’ve ever met. You’r like the one proxima centuary; with one whom I’d like to age forever with. As they show new stages in every nanoseconds, for million years, I’d like to know about .  u’r one being with you 24/7. The distance btwn. U & me is 4.2 light years as is of btwn our solarsystem & proxima centuary  but the thoughts I see about u always seem to travel faster than the speed of light. Your eyes are the supernova explosion which are very rare to observe but are breathtaking to see. Everytime you smile! How can I describe that! Is like the birth of a star which always created me. You’r like the nucleus of atom with which I always wanted to be around no matter what it forms(Gold,Silver,Copper) but I wished ‘Technitium’ it formed. U’r hair so silk and well cut that it seems like a fine art of Picasso made into reality by a gardner experienced with millions of gardens. What could I say of these; for u are the infinite work of infinitum creators who worked so delicately together to create a masterpiece.

INTOXICATION

You might be wondering how I came up with “this” topic. The answer is simple, I have been a victim of the very word since days or perhaps months. I thought I’d rather describe in the form of my verses. Some of you might have experienced the same and it’s difficult to sense and then let it go: bewildering feelings.

I think there is no literature in the world which lacks or exclude the existence of love,

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whatever terrain or creed it may be. Many famous writers have tried to explain this feeling in their own ways like Shakespeare, Anton Chekov, G.B. Shaw, etc. Beside the fact they “they” have written the world’s best love stories, I think they have failed to explain this love precisely or universally. Is it that this thing called “love” be so expansive that it is beyond the understanding of human realm? 

Many a times when we are among peers we feel superior when we explain the quotes like “Imagination is greater than knowledge” better but let me tell you these quotes are merely the conclusion of the experience felt by the person who quoted it. So is the explanation of love as described by the famous or may be the axiom writing about love centum pristine.

I remember when I was in Grade XII, we were starting a new chapter called ‘about love’ by Anton Chekov. Before we initiated the chapter we started a conversation about the same and in meanwhile I was asked to present my opinion. My first explanation based on day to day sight and media entertainment about ‘love’ came instantly. And it was “love is like a deep ocean in which if you fall once you can’t return back.” And now I think that I was immature and that kind of explanation was obsolete or perhaps a juvenile one. It is said that man understands things better when he experiences the same. 

So……, what could be love? Human kind has tried to explain it since long time. Could it be a sharing of feelings? Liking each other despite of the resistance they possess? Making love? Feeling of one’s self esteem high as being on the top of everything? There could be many explanation as per the condition of so called ‘love’ we look. You must know that at last you’re to end up at same common thing i.e., attachment of two different/same thing so as to produce highly agreeable and ease feeling which could also ruin you if not cared properly and cherished properly. 

Let’s illustrate this in terms of mathematics. How do you solve an equation ‘x2-3x+2=0’.   Simple factorization! But what if coefficients of ‘x’ is changed? The answer may come different but sense remains same and also the process.

That is why you don’t have to ruminate into this feeling because the feeling of love is inevitable and you can’t terminate as it is natural. As you may known that a pregnant mother always loves her child no matter what! Whether the child is a girl or a boy! But the intellect like thing you can do is to transform this feeling into good thing. But deploring this feeling may make you coward.

So, if I have to recapitalize this into a phrase then what I would like to say is, there is no perfect explanation what love is or could be. Perhaps everyone has one and it is unique to them. Don’t try to search it in books, movies or facts because they will deceive you and amalgamate your unique definition.