Tuesday, 8 April 2014

An Extra Mile



What others seldom do,
Is walk an extra mile.
It consumes their time, their energy,
They hesitate, because, they are after all Others,
But not me, because, I am after all Yours.
Anyway, who are you to them,
And they to you,
To walk an extra mile, way off their path?
But, I shall passionately walk an extra mile with you,
Late at night, sleep at bay,
Because reality seems better than dreams.
An extra mile for the Loris call,
And little more ink from my quill to fall,
When we walk that extra mile,
Others opinion don’t matter.

Just know that, for you,
I will always walk that extra mile.
Maybe next time we walk an extra mile,
We will hold hands.

Wednesday, 2 April 2014

Why, Me?



Why are you with me,
When you could be with a thousand others?
Why do you prefer my company,
When you claim a thousand others enjoy yours?
Why sing songs to my deaf ear,
When a thousand others crave for that music?
Why seek my counsel,
When a thousand others die to offer you solace?
Why strive to be a slave in my world,
When a thousand others accept you queen of their universe?
Why try be in my words,
When you could be the life of a thousand others?
Why want me,
When you have a thousand others,
Even when you know I am preoccupied.

Friday, 21 March 2014

Maybe, Some Other Day



There are things, I wanna say to you,
There are things, I wanna ask you,
There are things, I wanna give you,
There are things, I wanna hear from you,
There are things I wanna do with you,
Maybe, Some other day.

Friday, 14 March 2014

I am a Psychopath



I am a psychopath,
My life would end more like Sylvia Plath,
I have got a very sick mind,
Maybe, just one of a kind.

My life’s been a great distress,
For over li’l things I obsess.
Like a symmetrical light wave from a lantern,
World for me is just a beautiful pattern.
Numbers make more sense,
Than, words ever did.

Every teacher since pre-school mention,
I never paid them any attention.
Like an element that is radioactive,
I was so hyperactive
That I end up in loads of trouble,
No matter how much the punishments double.

I know, I never meet eyes,
Makes ‘em think I am full of lies.
I never feared the paranormal,
As thoughts about death for me is normal.

You might wonder,
Where are the rhymes?
There are no rhymes,
But patterns, and only patterns
Look closely and you will see reality,
Of my pale mentality.

I am not a Poet,
I am not a Physicist,

I am not Creative,
I am not Original,

I am not your Friend,
I am not your Lover,

I am just a Psychopath.

Saturday, 1 March 2014

The Empty Tray


Coffee’s grown cold,
I was wondering why?
The rocking chair no longer rocks,
I was curious why?
The raindrops on the ground,
Were without their aroma,
I was puzzled why?
Blotches of ink that dripped down my quill,
No longer made sense,
I was confused why?

Then came the screech of the Loris,
And with that,
The coffee started to steam,
The chair began to slowly sway,
The fragrance of rain wafted in the air,
And inklings were a beautiful piece of poetry.

And there we see a Loris,
As our eyes meet,
She smiles at the superstitions,
Holding an empty tray.


Tuesday, 14 January 2014

A Tangible Friend


She is a friend,
She works against me.
She doesn’t seem to care much about me.
She lingers long on my sorrow,
And flits away with my happiness.

She slowly consoles my loss,
She makes me distant from merry moments.
She exposes the limit of my existence.

I can feel her right now ticking away,
Ever so incessant,
Indifferent to my feelings,
With not even a single glance backward,
To assure me of her silent company.

Saturday, 19 October 2013

A “Physicists” Love



My eyes are made of  a “ferromagnetic” substance I realized, as they are strongly “magnetized” by the  “magnet” in your eyes, hence the “domains” get so effectively rearranged that, I could not take my eyes off you (my apologies, “magnetizing force” is so much that there is no scope for “coercivity”). I have given up counting the number of” photons” emitted by your face, (where “photoelectric effect” seems to take place even in the absence of sunlight), for “candela” is too small a unit to measure the “intensity of luminosity” of your face’s “lustre”. I am tired of setting up so many “windmills” for “production” of “energy”,  so as to ”generate” a smile in “coherence” with the beautiful smile of yours. Your hair is an unwound “solenoid” that generates random “magnetic” and “electric fields” when a group of air “molecules” react with them, causing “retentivity” in the hearts of men, making them “reverse biased”, as their legs start to offer “infinite resistance” as they try to take a step away from you. 
How is it that you are “uncharged” but still manage to provide men an “electric shock”? By the way, are you “A.C.” or “D.C.”? I guess “A.C.” though “attractive” in nature but is DANGEROUS!! But you are also a “rectifier” for guys who have “alternating” girlfriends, who after looking at you “filter” to become “direct”.  As a “fully charged” “capacitor” to a “D.C. current”, I block your path with all my might but you somehow by-pass me, sending me into my “cut-off state”. How did you by-pass me, was it “diffraction” or is your “penetrating power” so high?  
Oh girl with the “dual nature” of a human and a “celestial”, how do I “communicate” with you? My normal communication “signals” transmitted from my “transmitter” does not reach you because of “attenuation” due to a “noise” in the “channel” called as fear, hence, I “superimpose” it on a “carrier wave” called as love and am sending it to you, hope the “bandwidth” could accommodate it and please no “repeaters” to be used as my love for you is so strong that it will cover any “range”. There is no need of an “amplifier” as well, as no “transistor” set in any “configuration” can understand the neither “analogous” nor “binary” signal of love, leave alone “amplifying” it.
Good God!! “Newton’s third law” fails to hold true any longer as for so much of my “action” there has been no “reaction”, hope they would be “equal” but not “opposite”. Even the “necessary-evil” termed as ”friction” means you no evil to you as it allows you to glide through any surface irrespective of the high “magnitude” of the “coefficient of friction”.  At your mere presence, my heart seems to melt away even at an “absolute zero”. Even in a “balanced bridge” condition your presence can cause me enormous “deflection” thus giving others an incorrect “reading”.
You have transformed me from a “grounded wire” to a “live wire” but you still remain a “neutral wire” towards my love. When you are around, my “alternating “behavior attains its “peak value” and hence I am in my “active state” irrespective of the high “barrier voltages”. You have made me “stable” in your “geostationary orbit”, as with respect to you I am always remain “stationary”. Irrespective of whether your “object distance” is equivalent to the “focus” or the “center of curvature”, the “image” of yours is always registered in my “pupil”. In spite of “spherical aberrations” created as “paraxial rays” and “marginal rays” hesitate to meet; your image on my “retina” fails to depart even on winking. Your “image” sets me into “forced oscillations” and finally into “LC oscillations” which is reluctant “die out”, hence violating the law of “conservation of energy” by providing me with renewed “energy” as time changes its “units” from “seconds” to “minutes”, and “minutes” to “hours”.
Oh Siva in the “parallel universe”!! You are not as lucky as I am; as such a beauty has neither “isotopes” not “isobars” and hence, is a limited edition of “nature”. When I meet her, the “interference” taking place due to “superposition” of shyness and happiness, causes weird” interference fringes” on my face, with the “central maxima” between the “double-slit” called eyes.  
I now sit down to “eliminate” the self-created “paradox” wondering… how? “When she was in my heart it felt lighter but that she is no longer there, it feels heavier”. As the “breakdown voltage” specified by my “manufacturer” is crossed I helplessly struggle in my “saturated state”, the “fundamental force” of “gravity” shows me no mercy as I “freefall”… fall, fall, fall……….fall……..fall…..and fall……………..but in love.

As I bang my head and blame to “Einstein- Newton” and “Faraday-Edison” about my inability to understand this physics, I realized, none shall understand this new “physics” as it is just between you and me. I know you are like the “theory of relativity” very difficult to understand but once I get the “concept” you will be very difficult to forget. Hope to understand you soon.