Tuesday, September 28, 2010

"A KISS" OR "A MISS"


A small poem on how a guy with gal friend and without gal friend would think. Its all fiction again:).



"A KISS" OR "A MISS"

As a Tendering Teen !!
When I was Wandering Keen !
I Saw you - What a Chick!
You are a Lean Kick!
Soulfully Seducing
Your character Surprising
I fell For LOVE
She was a Well of LOVE
From the streets of Venice
To The walls of Dublin!
We Lived like a KISS
a LOVE KISS!!
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As a Nerdy Geek !
Beak, Bleak on the Sexy Sleek!!
Meeting Boys, Missing Gals
Friends and Foes
Are the Fellow Fouls (Boys)
No FATE For a PERFECT DATE !
NO SIN! NO GIN!
A Valid VIRGIN !!
Search and SEARCH!!
Till I REACH!!
MY "MISS"
I Really MIss my "MISS"

Friday, September 17, 2010

I Sense I Write - 2


Life isn’t a project to just rush up and execute in a haste where there are going to be some obvious flaws for sure if done so. Huh!! its after all a fatigued cry of a stressed out professional, Life is a breeze, it’s like a cup of coffee, we have to cherish the moments and just feel the taste at least for some time.
Agitated, carrying on the onus of a so called carrier for ourselves I feel some of my contemporaries are really posing as cajoling the code and feeling passionate about the profession. But the real picture reads on a ridiculous truth that it’s not the case.

When I was having a glimpse of the magazine ‘THE WEEK’ where the editor has given a creative picture as the caption for the health supplement where it portrays a Professional wraps a flower wreath to his body signifying that he is craving his own grave. Stress, lack of motivation, being machined and emotionless are the critical attributes my generation has as an identity. Many have debated, demonstrated and deliberated the need for the change…..

It’s just my verbal capsule anticipating a change!!!!
Just rolling on Junk food, counting on the big bucks we earn and just living on weekends hardly gives any sense to life.
Again this emotional exuberance doesn’t just express the sour in the profession but I feel the essence of life is being really missed. What can be enjoyed by just loving a monitor for 8 hrs a day of work for which u have to travel 4 hrs daily … When u miss a relatives marriage, when u miss to see a new born baby , when you are deported somewhere in Michigan and your newly married wife is in Madras, can love be delivered as a code that we do on a timely basis… !!!

It’s all insane!! Life is not being sensed its being senseless , just see people who enjoy life throughout-- Sachin, laloo (Of course I firmly believe he loves doing corruption), spielberg, GOD (he really loves listening to his devotees prayer – As read from one of a Vedic Verse) !!.
The solitude has to be sensed and the reality has to be realized, I firmly believe destiny is uncertain, u can be an optimist utmost and not a judge to have an verdict on.It’s all pre determined and at least we can enjoy the time we are entitled with…

Just out of frustration I have figured out something..At least lets all start to live life.. Again its only for a bunch of brothers who brawl all time and not for the behemoths who don’t bother much !!!
Give me Some sun shine give me some ray, give me another chance I want to grow up once again. Let’s grow to enjoy the only life we have….