Mystery Loves……

Love ….. One word for which my mind has never been able to narrate a
definition consistently over a period of time. The constant struggle
between the heart and mind when one has never been able to take control of the
other completely… even for a shorter period of time. The constant struggle
between the mind and heart has mostly left the heart –

a joker !!!

Most times I guess the mind has never been able to logically accept
the heart’s emotions… nor my heart has been able to wholly accept the mind’s
thoughts. On the Valentine’s day …. Here I let my
heart take a little stroll .. while
my mind watches with envy the little walk down my memory lane …..

A bright sunny morning when my heart started flowing my emotional thoughts
…. Call it an agony of the past or the pleasureable
time ….. Those were .. may be
the countable times when my thoughts could relate to my emotions… and my words
could picturize the flowing thoughts… penned I .. one my favorite poems of all times… Matching up with the valentine day’s speciality,
I am letting my thoughts run back on the emotions that led to this poem… A
simple play with numbers and words to express my love… The first few lines describes a imaginary
state just to emphasize that even if there exists something beyond the ordinary .. the love persists…
giving birth to a new shared sense .. love sense… The
present senses no longer under my control … while to organs awaiting
to meet… to become a sweet family of four …Three – So divine to the Hindu
community… The divine 3 Gods.. 3
goddess…. With no willingness to be 2… Jus
waiting to become.. with my love.... ONE !!!

The Countdown…. BEGINS!!!!

The Count Down!

Staying in the planet TEN,

Walking on the cloud NINE,

Till we live our life number EIGHT,

A new sense, love sense, numbered SEVEN,

Under your control are my senses SIX,

Waiting to meet are my organs FIVE,

Wanting to become a family of FOUR,

With the blessing of the divine THREE,

No longer willing to be TWO,

Let's become ONE....

Welcome to my word’s residence ………..

Mystery pens

My first sincere attempt to start one of my most beloved hobbies ..Expressing myself thru words !!! Words had always beena boon and curse to me !!! It is words that helped meunderstand - if not anything more - myself …. Well it has still been words thathave deserted me when all that I needed was a simple flow of them ….
Looking down my memory lane ….I started of with my scribbling on a sheets that flew with time.... Moved on to a littlesophisticated diary which helped me pen down my “then” private thoughts, andwatch them in future..... Shifted to a more poetic version that helped inexpressing not jus my expressions, my feelings, my thoughts...... But jus about every single thing that I saw outside me…That’s when I realized that even I CAN admire the little things in life….. Maybe feeling the breeze on a lonely night …. The morning rays …. The gentle tear… the little fear.. A warm little smile … A mile intothe skies…. One little star ….. The emotional wars …..Well it would keep going on and on to an endless list… This is an attempt torevisit my earlier expressions… thoughts… and my little emotions that made me MYSELF….

A long gap for almost a year .. I guess… since wordsflew out of me... Well I am here.... Hoping to solve my very own mystery ...

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The Mysterious Loss..... .......Loss of words.......
The Journey to unravel has jus....... BEGUN !!!!

Welcome Back to a....................

LOST JOURNEY !!!!

Looking down my memory lane,
At times when mind and heart, all gone insane,
When my search begun to discover the self,
An attempt to unravel the hidden inner self,

Sentences translating thoughts,
Thoughts that were then private,
Poems revealing emotions,
Emtions that were hidden and inarticulate,

Little things mattered the utter most,
When words that gave life to emotions,
Where a tear and star felt equidistance,
Smile and mile were distinct not distant,

Lost with the winds of time,
When heart stopped all its rhyme,
Searching the mystical flow,
Beginning again with a humble bow,

“WELCOME TO THE MYSTERIOUS SEARCH OF MY LOST SELF”