Walking into an oblivion ...

Barefoot ....
And bleeding ...
Tattered.....
And torn ...
I walk into the oblivion ...
Towards the crimson horizon ...
Oblivious of the stares ...
Couldn't care for the looks ...
The whispers and sniggers ...
They don't matter ...
All that matters is ....
I am walking into the oblivion ...
All alone ....
The partner left behind ...
The one who promised left far behind .....
A lonesome picture ...
But, a woman of grit ...
And determination ....
I walk on ...
Thorns digging deep in my heels ..
Stones scraping my feet ...
Yet I move on ...
A tear or two shed here and there ....
For a love lost forever.

It was beautiful while it lasted ...
Walking into the oblivion ...
I spot the moon ....
Bright and beautiful ...
One which we saw always...
He from his abode ....
And me from mine.

Same moon ....
But just one person ...
A damsel...
Walking towards it.

A free bird ....

I want to sing like the birds sing, 
not worrying about who hears or what they think. ~ Rumi

I am a free bird ...
Roaming the skies ....
Flitting from branch to branch ....
Chirping ....
Singing the song of a lark.

I am a free bird ...
Do not cage me ...
i am born to be free....
No bondage ....
Just an adage ....
Steer clear ...
I love not thee anymore ....
I can peck ...
I can scratch ....
Nevertheless ....
I am a free bird anyway.

I have always followed my heart ....
Even when you entered my life ...
I followed my heart ....
I gave a damn about what others thought ....
i believed you ...
I gave you the command of my ship ...
You failed as a Captain ...
Your navigation skills a zilch ...
I saw no land in your reign ....
I see no land anywhere ..
Water water everywhere ...
But, not a drop to drink.

A free bird I am ....
With free thoughts ...
And, freedom of speech ...
You cannot cage me ....
Let me fly away.

Eden ....

My garden of Eden ...
Was trampled upon by you ....
You poured poison in my water canal ....
You ruined my tulips ...
you stamped upon my lillies ...
You plucked the petals from my roses ...
How can I spare you?

Nah.... you deserve no mercy .....
Painful existence is to be yours for life ...
Each moment ...
Each scar reminding you of me ...
And my garden of Eden you trampled upon.

So much venom ...
So much pain ....
The heartache to endure ...
How can you escape ...
Your fate ...
Is in my hands.

My garden of Eden will rise again ....
From your flesh and blood ..
I shall irrigate and fertilize it ....
My garden of Eden ....
Your death Bed.

My mind tells me to give up, my heart won’t let me.

What to do ?

My mind tells me to give up, my heart won’t let me.

Mind over matter ...
Heart over matter ....
Confusion .....

Flowers from the heart of a true lover .... A love story never told before ...

This is the story of a man and a woman who loved each other truly ...

The story of pure love .....

She loved flowers ...

His garden glows with these flowers and the creation of God and love .....

She worshipped him and he loved her ...

A pure love ....

A true story ...

The flowers are witness to his undying love for her ...

They can never be separated ....

Ever ... ever ...

They are one through their passion ...

The vibrant and bright colours ....

Telling their love story ...

He was inexpressive via words ...

But he expressed through his garden of love ....

Today, I share their love story through his labour of love ....

The flowers from his ....

Garden of Eden ....

A tribute to Maa and Daddu ..... 

Flowers from the Garden of Love .....

Look for the answer ...

In your question ..
Lies the answer...
I asked a question...
Why me?
You didn't give an answer ....
So, I keep asking the same question ....
Why?
The answer lies within me ....
Yet, I want to hear you say it.
Till you don't answer ....
This struggle and conflict will go on ....
There won't be an end to it ....
We shall both suffer ....
The rest with us in silence.

There is no looking back ...
Nor is there something to look forward to ....
Just an answer...
And, all would be resolved ...
But, an honest answer...
Is all I need from you.

But, you don't give the answer ..
I want to hear ....
So, the war of the roses goes on  and on.

Look for the answer to this question ...
Within you Darling ....
The answer lies with you  not me.

Tip of the Iceberg ...

This is just the beginning ....
There's more to come ....
Just the tip of the Iceberg ...
There's lots beneath the surface ....
They say a woman's heart is like a deep blue Sea....
The depths of which not known to man ...
So guess... what more secrets of yours ....
Are hidden deep within ...
Secrets that can destroy your whole World ....
Wake up Sunshine ....
Before dusk dawns in ...
And all is lost ...
No hope left for you.

You can't fathom the extent .....
To which my rage can reduce you to ashes ....
Again I repeat ...
One who lives in a glass house shouldn't ...
Throw stones at others homes ...
In this process ....
You will only destroy your own World ....
Nothing will be left ...
No past, no present and no future ...
An empty house to go to ....
No one left to greet you ...
Just photo frames ...
With people staring at you ....
Asking .... Why did you do this Diploo?
And, Diploo won't have a reply ....
Just a sad forlorn long face .....
His solace his porn movies .......
On his gadgets to keep him company...

I have nothing to gain or lose ....
You took it all away .....
Your happiness counted for you ...
Today I ask you to return my peace back to me ....
Return the piece of me you destroyed ....
Can you?
No, you can't ....
and yet you remain unrepentant and stoic ...
Then, I have no choice but to continue the battle ...
all is fair in love and war ....
And if it is war .....
So be it......
If  being adamant is your stance ....
You know me well enough ....
You can't break me ...
My words slice through you each moment ...
They say ' Pen is mightier than a Sword' ....
I shall continue using my pen .....
Freedom of speech is what I shall use ....
You can try your best ...
I won't bend as always ....I shall bring you to your knees time and again......
There's no looking back ...
I have my resolve ...
As strong as Titanium and steel ...
You know me ...
Am the iron lady ....
You loved that quality in me ...
You shall experience it first hand as always ....
My words are steel pellets that will hurt you always ....
You won't live, yet you won't die.

So far you have seen the tip of the iceberg ....
There is lots beneath ....
Wait for the volley to begin ....
Then there won't be no looking back ...
Just marching forward ....
The Army never turns it's back ..
It marches on destroying anything that comes in between.

Iceberg ... that destroyed the mighty Titanic ....
What are you?
Just a mere criminal ....
You are over and done with all your conniving ....
Time for annihilation....
Icy cold waters to freeze you to death ...
Slow and steady ....
But, very painful.

This is just the tip of the iceberg .....

SPARKLE!!!!

Sparkle... sparkles with your timeless love ...
Sparkle knows .... your love was true ...
Sparkle knows ... you  still love her....
You don't have to say it ....
Sparkle .... just knows.
Know it for sure ...
Sparkle will always be there for you ...
All you need to do is ...
Call her ...
And, She will break every barrier ....
Every bondage .... just to be with you.
You have loved Sparkle truly ....
And, Sparkle hasn't forgotten ...
She is there for you ...
Others have come and gone ....
She has no regrets for them ...
But, she will break all the rules Just for YOU ...
Every music reminds her of you .... That you selected and played ...
That you suggested ...they still resonate within her ....
Music man you are Rumi ....
You are Ghalib ...
You are the essence of folk lore ...
Your Ektara and Sitar ...
Her visions ....
You play music in her visions ....
Especially when she is down and out ....
Unspoken words ....
Yet so explicit and known.....
You are the Maestro ....
She is the danseuse...
You both are what life is all about ...
You both are what true love is all about ...
Sparkle awaits the signal from you .....
She will wait forever.