Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Heart pretends to be sane,
a touch makes the time halt.
somebody seems intuding,
yet there's just pleasure and no pain.

Saturday, April 16, 2011


Shades of the sketch does change,

To adapt with the intensity of light perhaps.

The shine ,the shadow

The sour, the sweet

The meek ,the geek

Have defined a line of situation, perhaps.

Fumed through untamed reverence,

Some have ‘pulled the plug’.

In a probability of intuition or inspiration,

Were prompted to move forward.

Dusky opines have showered confidence,

Making things different, perhaps.

Since, some conclusions were formed ,

Some have ‘pulled the plug’.

Yet the music sounds legato,

Yet the compulsions don’t pry.

Now past has calculated the do’s and don’ts,

Communicating the better, perhaps.

Making a come back in defiance,

Some have ‘pulled the plug’.