Unfinished ‘eternal’ love

I often wonder in his human form, even Krishna besides being Godly would also miss Radha and mourn his unfinished love with her.

Authored & Created by: Anup D.

I haven’t thought about you
since the last time I thought about you

I waited for you in every generation
To catch a moment with you I ran faster than the time
I am willing to give every inch of me to just call you mine
You were nowhere in the lines of destiny on my palm
Neither I could make mine your innocence n charm
But still, I don’t know why were you amidst every war of my each breath
Your unfinished love is my only and only death

A drop in its destiny does get an ocean
But may be every thirst in it’s destiny don’t get water
It was my destiny to have spent a lifetime not seeing your face
But I beg almighty that it’s not in my destiny to die without seeing your face

Your absence has gone through me
Like a thread through a needle
Like an absence of honey from the beeswax
Like an absence of water from it’s coconut

Separation with you is snatching of pearl from its oyster
Like the separation of feathers from it’s wing

In the mirror, when I see this God-like person facing me
Oh Radha, you can tell even one tear in your love outshines my loudest laughter
The song I wrote on you I kissed every single word of it
The path on which I saw you first I kissed every single rock of it

I have created a world within my dream with you
Where you are my source and my avenue
Where I sleep and wake up happy
Since the day your name is attached to mine
Only from that day world have accepted ‘your Krishna’ as divine

Our unfinished love is now called eternal love
Painful tears will roll down as rain if I cry from heaven above

The eyes of my heart will get a reason to laugh n cry
Only If I could bond with you I reject all bonds and ties

On one-hand lamps of desire of union with you kindles
On the other, the heart already started the song of separation
Oh Radha, even this lifetime I could not realize
Is the love here to stay or for it to travel far away

I haven’t thought about you
Since the last time I thought about you

A CONCEPT CALLED GOD

I always wondered, why would a believer turn into a non-believer and take this U turn?
Unless he is absolutely sure, that there is NO hell waiting to take him away to burn

There could be only two possibilities, for this to happen in my mind
Either, he thinks, of him possessing all Godly qualities in his ego blind
Or he takes a step forward to declare himself as a GOD, of this universe combined

But when I deeply thought, I concluded in the true sense of the word
That he is still not completely rejecting, but rather affirming, the presence of this supreme Invisible bird
So to call him theist and not an atheist is not that absurd
To me his basic sense of reasons are confused and blurred
So can I present you with my own rationales, as an option third?
So can I peacefully say, I reject HIS presence, without making it sound like a ‘curse’ word?

‘Do you believe, in a concept called GOD?’
To reject his presence, is against a popular belief and a bit odd

It’s not easy for anyone, to stand on their feet and face the difficulties and wild storm
So may be depending on this ‘concept called God’ becomes our most convenient painkiller balm
For someone who can challenge and revolt against a popular belief and still not feel weak
This breed of convictions is museum’s material, because it’s very rare and antique

I think that any man, who has some reasoning power
Would always question the Invisible tower
He always tries to understand the life and people around him, without blindly accepting and blinking
Merciless criticism and Independent thinking are two pillars of any revolutionary thinking
I can’t claim these thoughts are completely my own
But these are collective conscious I acquired after learning; reading and now I represent their clone

Our forefathers because of lack of truth and short of reasons, evolved some kind of faith in thing called ‘Supreme being’
Everyone tried to solve the mysteries of life, with their own vision and foreseeing
To back this logic, thus came different religions for your and my well-being
Every religion claims they are true and most liberating and freeing
And we accepted them without reason to question them or disagreeing

If one is led to believe in, after rigorous reasoning of this GOD’s concept or theory
His convictions and beliefs should be deeply appreciated by gifting him with red cherry
For even if his reasons are flawed and controversial like an intention of a butcher’s knife
Chances are he may be corrected someday, because reasons are guiding principles of his life

But if he is actually there, then I only have just few questions to ask
Why is Mr. Almighty still wearing an invisible mask?

What’s the real reason for him to create this earth or universe please let me know?
If he has all the powers to change things, then what pleasure he is getting watching this merciless show?
The world is full of woe, and grief and countless miseries
Is HE enjoying by putting the salt on the injuries?

How would you defend your Omnipresent, and this heaven’s immigrant?
For HE is not less than ‘Genghis Khan’, the mighty, the brilliant
Who in our recorded history, is termed as the most gruesome militant
For his ego and pleasure he killed thousands of innocent
Then how is our Mr. Heaven’s Vincent?
Different than him, who too is enjoying his morbid pleasures by playing his evil instrument?

You will say, that it is to reward the sufferer and punish the evildoer in the hereafter.
Well, well,
How far will you justify a man who first inflicts injuries on your body and then applies soft and soothing laughter?

SO would you also justify the supporters and organizers of Gladiator bouts?
Who use to throw men before half starved lions, to be peeled like a grain’s sprout
Because they too later cared and looked after Gladiators very well
Those who managed to somehow escape that staged death’s smell

So to believe in concept called God, is that not our guilty pleasure?
Think about this when you are at your leisure
Is this not to cover our weaknesses and use it as our defensive measure?
Cos philosophies only come, when we have emptied our reasoning treasure

P.S: Thank GOD for giving me the courage to write this without offending you… I hope no offence taken? Please confirm.

GOD BLESS US ALL!

@Created & Authored by: Anup D.

THICK as THIEVS – true friendship

We don’t expect anything of each other
But I can count on him, in any troubles like my brother

When I have given up on myself like every other
My bursting soap bubble, was carried by him further & further

They say a true friendship is the quality, which would
Mean that you effortlessly understand and are understood

If a ZEBRA, who is blind to see what he could
A GIRAFFE would always come for his rescue ,like a robin hood.

P.S: Remember smiles never tears, remember your age from your true friends and never years

RAGING BULL- Aggression !

Our youth and rage
Drinking at our sober age
Working all our life for just a wage
That’s like sweet prison and cage
Then getting old and sage
Passing through those grey hair and wrinkled age
We are finally consumed, at this life’s theater stage

But they still say empty half glass, is still full
What about our unfulfilled dreams, shedding like sheep’s wool?
But aggression is useless, without a direction pull
Raging bull, raging bull, raging bull!

Created by : Anup D.

There is something in the air

There is something in the air

There is something in the air
He comes home paying the cab fair
Crashed on sofa drained out, depressed and in despair
Not taking care of him seeing this way she thought will be so unfair
The grass outside have turned yellow beyond repairShe made him sit on new wooden chair
Came close and blows silky warm air
Blindfolded him and anxiety prepare
Challenged him to resist her if he dare
Sensual touch then erotic flairHands tied at back, he loosely resists like polar bear
His honest feeling was for this to go on with prayer
First time he felt happy being totally unaware
Sensual eyes, honeyed touch and sexual pair
Dim light, dark room and sight of the most romantic love affair
There is certainly something in the air

Tender body, icy lips and gorgeous glare
Grass turning green and flowers ready to pair
Innocent man aroused and became a slayer
Forgets about work and earning per share
Complete submissiveness he’s happy to swear
Organs evoke and wants medical care
Passion is on verge to ooze out and declare

I leave it here at the point of debonair
Use you frisky imagination and take care
But there is for sure something electric in the air

Innocent Victim & Criminal Eye

Innocent Victim & Criminal Eye

 

Innocent victim and criminal eye
Smart Judge, Cunning lawyer and Defendant shy
Grey hair, black coat and faces dry
Organized confusion, delays and good guy

Umbrella, rain, mocha and chicken pie
Witnesses stuck close and stand by
Once together, now just crossed eye
Courtroom smell makes u nervous then choke and die

Oath, microphone and wry cry
She stands tall, and then tries but lies
Observer mocks sitting in Armani suit and tie
I wondered we promised to live together, but why

I spoke later and then deny and defy
Judge saw who’s right with Bull’s eye
Finally I won and I was told to go out and fly

I wish her all the luck, stable mind and no black eye
Pray for her excellent future then hi-fi and good-bye

Randomness in Thoughts

Randomness in my thoughts

 

Randomness in thoughts ,makes my day

It’s raining outside and weather feels like gay

Old songs ,youtube and remembering her say

Strange feeling of acceptance,embrace and disarray

Cigarette butts, vodka ,dim light and astray

love to see children stand up ,fall and replay

 

My mind is like butterfly and sometimes a fly

Except that it sits on sweets ,rather than shit dry

Interesting life , cliff jump and black sky

Ocean , green pond and bird’s cry

 

Nomadic lifestyle,edgy music and fish fry

Whenever sun comes ,why does the moon shy?

Emotion is on sale,come come and buy

humor is used in chaos by some wise guy

 

Black goggles,ironed shirt, low energy , old and dry

Why is youth wasted on young n we stand by?

 

That’s why

 

Randomness in my thoughts,makes my day

it’s raining outside and the weather feels like gay