When I look into your eyes

I ponder all night
So everything's right
I wonder all day
What words to say
To you.

When I look into yours  eyes
All my fear and worry dies
Words flow like a waterfall
I blurt out my feelings all
My hears leaps out a mile
As you agree with a smile.

tenWord Thoughts

(i)

an oasis of ecstasy
in deserts of time
.
.
.
 her glance

(ii)

Memories flow

    From rivers of remembrance
   To seas of forgetfulness

(iii)

Free your words

Board an express

To free your life

Prompted by TenWord prompt at dVerse Poets Pub

The Haunting Number

No matter where I go

No matter what I do

I see you everywhere 

In my favourite TV series 

On my social network feeds

You slip in with utter ease

Irking me like watermelon seeds

On billboards in big malls

On discounts in e-commerce sites

Dragging me into lost memory halls

You always falls into my sight.

In issues creeping up in office reports

In default settings of eBook reader

Sending my thoughts on swift teleports

You pop-up like an extinct cheerleader

In high scores of games I play 

In a great mathematicians puzzle

On my watch every night and day

Warping me into a souvenir hustle

On the stats of my fitness trackers

On prices of books I wish to buy

Bursting up my thoughts like firecrackers

And lighting up my mind's sky.

Stop haunting me, nostalgic number!! 

Updated:  Wrote this poem a long time ago and took an even longer time to complete it and it seems apt for the Poetics prompt at dVersePoets Pub, to write a poem about seeing and interpretting signs.  This particular number has been like a sign that has been haunting me for years across different places and times. 

Plans for Afterlife

When I die

I will eternally fly

across the enigmatic sky

a comet I shall be

all the cosmos I shall see.

Maybe Tomorrow Is A Better Day

"Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.”
Said a great man.
But I have a different tale to say
For I am not his idea's fan

Why to clean your room today?
When you know its gonna get messy again
Clean it only after the quintessential day you decide
That you are not going to make a mess of it
And save yourself all the re-cleaning pain!

Why complete reading a novel today ?
When you know with every passing day
Its going to get more interesting
By plotting different endings in your mind
Let this zest reach its zenith
And only then complete the book.

Why go to the gym today ?
When you know gonna quit it tomorrow
Wait till you are fed of your own fat
Let all your clothes become tighter
Realize your reflexes are a tad faster than a snail
And only then start going to gym.

Why complete your project today ?
When you can wait for the last moment
To be flooded with better ideas
To be flooded with adrenaline
And do the same work at twice the speed.

Why read a good blog today ?
When you can wait till you are utterly bored
With nothing boring left to do
You will be able to appreciate the post better
And relate to post in ways you never knew.

Why reply to an email today?
When you know there would be more coming
Let all the mails flow in - read them all
And reply to last mail with answers to the others too
It might add a good amount to his/her frustration
But it surely would save the reader's time!



“Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.”
Instead put off till the day after tomorrow!
And laze around royally with the time you borrowed ;)




Prompted by Victoria Slotto's prompt at dVersepoets Pub  ~ Just Say What You Don’t Mean: Irony

Aimless Waves

I see with glee

The great sea roar

Like me – aimless.

Written for FormForAll - Than Bauk at dVersePoets hosted by Raivenne.

"The Than-Bauk is a three line “climbing rhyme” poem of Burmese origin. Conventionally a witty saying or epigram, it’s even shorter than a haiku, but a lot more structured. Each Than-Bauk is three lines of four syllables each with the rhyme on the fourth, third and second syllables of each line respectively.

O. O. O. a.
O. O. a. O.
    O. a. O. O. "

Paradoxical Phoenix

A phoenix

imprisoned in

the frozen cage

of decisions

A frozen cage

mounted on

a red hot iron table

of dreams

Hot iron table

placed in

the ice cold room

of desires

The ice cold room

deep within

an ignited castle

of darkness

The ignited castle

surrounded by 

snow-covered forest

of thoughts

Snow-covered forest

floating lackadaisically

in a volcanic ocean 

of regrets 

The volcanic ocean 

screaming in silence 
in the frigid planet 
of paradoxes