" yet another paradox"

there are moments when u can't read the lips,
moments where words would not come out.
times when the horizon disappears,
the rhythmic pulse of ur body stops.
the gods lose hope on you,
the eagles and evils gliding upon a prey.
a prey struck with greivance and grey.
can't imagine what a smile can do ,
even the creator did not really know.
all i feel is deviousness
a vision of unimaginable events.
can't see myself dead;
the soul left to wander on a death bed.

a sense of incompleteness that sets in,
events that question ur birth,
and relationships that gave this unkind death.
an end that man cannot justify;
stand alone and ur made to cry.
how could these moments a minute ago ?;
colourful and happy, green and indigo.
all of a sudden , gloomy and dark,
the wolves seem to howl and bark.
did u ever ponder upon ?;
why on earth love made u a moron?
its all the innocence of a heart,
too fragile to stand a poison dart.
now that u feel all is gone,
a feel that says ur life was never won !!

"24th"-paradox

i start off this poem by saying that " if u want to convey your feelings, let ur intentions speak through actions rather than few words by mouth ". there is nothing best than ur intentions to convey urself, follow them, coz if they are true , the path that it takes is honest and u will express what ur heart intended to rather than what ur mind wanted to....!!!

- anonymously written .

green trees spoke thru leaves,
made me wonder when there was no breeze.
rain drops rolled upon nose,
the umbrella shivered from cold.
bones turned brittle,
cartilages were frozen,
lashes were stiff,
the path seemed forbidden.
the trance in her lips,
scared me to heights.
a look at it,
gave me some sleepless nights.
two little fishes flashed at me,
my heart skips a beat everytime i see.
the very presence of her,
makes me go numb.
somehow i have a fear ,
can love be so dumb?
did she ever speak?
now i that i find myself weak!
there come moments in life,
her stares that peirce like knife.
a sprinter caught in a wrong foot,
and mercilessly tearing him apart.

i listen to those,
which i never intend to.
have i become so dull?
or is it her monsoon that's giving me a lull?
i remain silent with her.
a thought of losing invokes a fear

why do people say " love is blind"?
when i can't see anything but her.
the urge to walk alongside,
and pretend nothing to hide.
the wrath of denial,
the xtc of fusion!
would'nt take me to burial.

there would'nt be anything left to do so !!