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rest of…


word don’t suffice

sometimes, with so much of happening

and actions…

and hence all the world do not write…

people who write only write

and i do nothing

when i am writing…

otherwise i am rest of the world…

who don’t write…




small unseen errors

changing the system

the form is waiting to be affected

as details will differ…

had a choice

since the errors were minuscule

but correcting them required

overhauling of the whole

more time and patience…


since they were unseen

i carried on

and adjusted the details in correspondence

of errors…

now what i see…in aftermath


of complete system…

and going back is possible

only if time gets reverse…

more than next


seeing the future

too much…

time involved

far far away

lines drawn on

line drawn

gazing the sun

it’s harsh

blinds closed

orange imprinted on mind


eyes, not needed anymore

time still passes by

nothing helps

hearing small small things

only waiting for moment

next to next of

just passed by…

younger elder


smiles pass by

and so many casuals

sticking as if not sticking

sticking for temporary purpose


the world has always been like that

and so was myself


sticking to ideals

and they smile…as they are someways


they know…they teach

create and paid for being responsible


and me younger

always younger

either you talk more to be…


or you talk more of your business to be younger




how would you explain

some things happening with

head, belly and heart combined


head hurts as you just fell down

heart aches as the days are losing

and people near you, are not people you keep

as they are to be freed from your bound

and people you desire, require

more than what you are on ground

they are god believers

they believe in gravity

so apple must go up bound


belly is reasonable

as there is no food in it

it must run the silly brain

and heart drowned

combined they disorient you

with the cohesive action

children alive in your womb


and then there are more

some listen and some see

feelings…if more than touching

heart is already drowned


huh…i am already raising a family

though this dumb family decides

what must be the radii

of the path…life gonna turn around…


back n gone


straight talks


refining to make the point

skipping the bumps

aiming whatever


making elevation

of the plans

refining the straight plans

but this comes in medium

why i always talk straight

and don’t do crooked talk


when you look a region

being inside

when you look a region

being in space around

when you look the region being inside

after being in the space around, outside


when you talk straight

and when you talk crooked

when you mumble

when you write poetry

when you unsay with need to say

when you write all along

sleepless nights


when you help

with yourself on line

when you love abundant

being penniless in love account

when you let go

and then bring again the same



when you talk about “when’s” and “why’s”

speculating and straightening the universal questioning sound

when you share

in dumbest medium

when you tilt

just to tilt…with first wall you sketched

in your plans

when you make your work

unreadable and more undoable

to transgress…the knowings you gained


when i see my ruthless elders, teachers

and me being taller each day



and when this when…stops being future

and becomes present


this will go on

this must go on

when something happens

something intact, pure

true and beautiful


its you…obviously you…

lingering in painful state for almost forever


thank them too…who just lingered around


its dramatic

beauty takes unusual means…of pains

to know…it takes forever….of individuals


to create beauty of permanence…

silent scream…



how you resolve words

how you resolve the words

you’ll use in crude expression


how will you edit

what you must scream

how you’ll hold

and go for aftermath


what lies in editing

what lies in hiding

what lies in politics

what lies in polishing

what lies in refining


when you look in those eyes

submissive eyes

why you turned around

and gave the same cornered eyes

to someone else around


what lies in photo finish

of the reality around

what lies in loving each time truely

and being rational


what lies in your behind

and the present you present

what lies when you are taller

and you look down


just going round and round

its not a judgement

it sounds nice…round

now since i don’t have answers

must use metaphors

sun, rivers, life, damn


why i can not say

will never say

the utmost, most crude

immediate thought

please remove my teeth