CarnEvil
Monday, November 8, 2010
shades of love
smile across his face,his hand reached out...
she resisted..."What do you want", whispered into the still air?
He smirks,says "All Night"
She asked him again in a firmer but still soft whispering voice,
What do you want?
"You" was his answer...
It's your Birthday she replied, "What Do You... Want"?
"Slow" was his final answer...
Her head tilted back while her lips slightly parted, allowing a sigh of anticipation escaped past them...
Vivid imageries, thoughts of next time...
Labels:
future fiction,
rainboy,
smellofearthafterrain,
thoughts
Saturday, October 16, 2010
You
gliding under the moon,
you came on horizon like a boon
you wore your white skirt
and the way it moves
makes me think of feathers
stars bathing you bare in raw light,
to touch you they fight,
silver wings shining bright
I hear soft whispers
of sunset halo and autumn sky
in half open eyed visions
cuz in You is life
and in You is death
The beauty one can feel it,one can taste it
wiping blood wine from lusty lips,
You have me on your fingertips
You are my glittering kite,
the forbidden fruit I want to bite
Your inviting diamond eyes
like sirens draw me closer
cuttin a universe shape
outta the nothin blackness
massaging my light and kissing my soul
mind is melting,I am in total awe
Without the power to fight time
it's not possible to get out, it’s no longer my call,
One pull of this magic carpet and all the golden eggs could easily fall
miracles in and miracles out
even at the end, you can’t explain what it is all about
Location:
Kichha, Uttarakhand 263148, India
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
about all...
about today:
it hasn't rained like this in days
credits to devil and his delirious ways
about past:
I never wept from pain,
But I've cried from scars.
about dreams:
the crazy music of shattering dreams
it's tearing at my seams
about her:
she streams from heaven till dawn
a forest fire that keeps raging on
about family:
their annoying questions open me wide
submerging him inside in the tide
about me:
a spoiled child with soiled dreams
Labels:
rainboy,
rainy times,
smellofearthafterrain
Location:
Kichha, Uttarakhand 263148, India
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
STUCK !!
the rabbit is stuck in the race for the buck.I am not flowing in any direction.It's been a year now and I haven't got a good job.I thought this phase was like a summer lightning flash but it's been continuously like noise on radio.I have fell backward after a long time.I never thought I would be at this place at this moment in my life.I had had dreams of being a CEO of some company by 2013.That dream seems to far fetched now. I am someone who lives in reality.So I don't get my hopes high usually...coz I've learned the hard way how it hurts when you lose hope,the world just collapses around you.I am judging myself.There are things I want to do for myself for others.Somethings I should have done already.But I could not.It's a dream or nightmare,I can't tell. I've realized that you can never consider all the factors that will effect the equation of life.But Here I am still fighting ,still trying,crawling in this dark endless tunnel...someday someway,maybe late but I will reach where I see myself.Will try to make the best of what I have.
Some people I thought were my friends,talked behind my back.But I am going to have a good laugh at myself and forget it.Still stuck around those friends.Sometimes one just need to laugh at life,right? At least it keeps me sane :D .
Taking steps toward days when I will be at ease,smiling in happier times.
TC guys... I've missed you all.
Some people I thought were my friends,talked behind my back.But I am going to have a good laugh at myself and forget it.Still stuck around those friends.Sometimes one just need to laugh at life,right? At least it keeps me sane :D .
Taking steps toward days when I will be at ease,smiling in happier times.
TC guys... I've missed you all.
Location:
Udham Singh Nagar, Uttarakhand, India
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Father's day .
MY DAD and MOM on their honeymoon in Nainital.
Sometimes the ending brings you back to the beginning.
I traveled evil roads
and dark fucking routes
I've been to evil places
and loved the evil pleasures
I've wanted to taste those evil lips of my fantasies
It's mostly evil that I have done
it will haunt me forever
I don't want forgiveness
and I won't beg you to please forgive me like someone weak,
because I don't think I've sinned
somewhere there may be angels singing and devils laughing...
and I don't believe in all these fucking assholes and destiny writers called 'GODS'
I've just been what I am.I am doing my best to smile and always having fun.
But some one keeps shouting,"father" in my head.
I miss you sometimes not everyday not every month....just sometimes.
I am being honest here ...that's all.
On 25th it's going to be Eight years since you left me.I miss you dad.
Labels:
father's day,
rainboy,
smellofearthafterrain
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
I see
when I gaze into her eyes,
I see an ocean of love
and a magical dove
I see...
Into a bright future,
a lovely nature
beneath the stars
lovers waging wars
an enchanted bliss
a slow kiss
magic in the air
her graceful flair
the sweetest secrets
no regrets
happiness surrounding
kisses pounding
the wonderful the beautiful
the endless and the dream.
This post is for someone I love,
witnesses are The night, the moon, and the stars up above ;D.
I see an ocean of love
and a magical dove
I see...
Into a bright future,
a lovely nature
beneath the stars
lovers waging wars
an enchanted bliss
a slow kiss
magic in the air
her graceful flair
the sweetest secrets
no regrets
happiness surrounding
kisses pounding
the wonderful the beautiful
the endless and the dream.
This post is for someone I love,
witnesses are The night, the moon, and the stars up above ;D.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
BEAUTIFUL
BEAUTIFUL is...
being perfectly real
to follow your dreams
to be what you are meant to be
to fly around in thoughts
forgetting the droughts
sleeping under stars,
vanishing scars
watching it rain for hours
a laugh like flowers
wanting to go through it all over again,
still loving the pain
scattering light,
the first fight
to have a feeling that possesses,
to be alone in recesses
taking action,
reaching perfection
thought of you,
like morning dew
your eyes,your smile,
nothing venile
to witness you,
a myth that came true ;D
you in the morning,
cautiously warning
to breathe you,
in the hue
to grow old with you
to die with you
to***seek you
an enchanted hope,out in the blue!
BEAUTIFUL is - ME with YOU.
***
To seek you is to seek me for myself.
being perfectly real
to follow your dreams
to be what you are meant to be
to fly around in thoughts
forgetting the droughts
sleeping under stars,
vanishing scars
watching it rain for hours
a laugh like flowers
wanting to go through it all over again,
still loving the pain
scattering light,
the first fight
to have a feeling that possesses,
to be alone in recesses
taking action,
reaching perfection
thought of you,
like morning dew
your eyes,your smile,
nothing venile
to witness you,
a myth that came true ;D
you in the morning,
cautiously warning
to breathe you,
in the hue
to grow old with you
to die with you
to
an enchanted hope,out in the blue!
BEAUTIFUL is - ME with YOU.
To seek you is to seek me for myself.
Labels:
BEAUTIFUL,
poem,
rainboy,
smellofearthafterrain
Saturday, May 1, 2010
My Match
She guides you gently
and unarguably
by the certain gravity
of an invisible feeling
quite like
an autumn leaf flying
an unseen drop in waterfall
a tossed hair in breeze
a lone star shining
in the dark night.
You will always be more then a poem to me!
and unarguably
by the certain gravity
of an invisible feeling
quite like
an autumn leaf flying
an unseen drop in waterfall
a tossed hair in breeze
a lone star shining
in the dark night.
You will always be more then a poem to me!
Labels:
fiction,
my match,
poem,
rainboy,
smellofearthafterrain
Sunday, April 25, 2010
♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♪Happy Birthday RAIN GIRL ....♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥
So raingirl
Me and You
so much different
so much in common
With times,
you have moved
as I have too
through many dawns and nights
and we always came back around
we remain the same
in name and soul
Reminiscing about school days
about you and the childhood fights
who left their beautiful mark on our lives
like an old world mirror image
the way it resurrects
a memory of all senses
you’ve always been the wonder and awe
you will continue to soar
wide with your wings
and be strong in your soul
cause you’re beautiful
all the way through
And I hope you enjoyed the journey
As much as I have.
♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫♪Happy Birthday Dear Sister♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸¸.•*♪♪♫•
Little sister I love you
and I will always be there for you.
I am just a dark silhouette
You are the Silent illuminating light
Me and You
so much different
so much in common
With times,
you have moved
as I have too
through many dawns and nights
and we always came back around
we remain the same
in name and soul
Reminiscing about school days
about you and the childhood fights
who left their beautiful mark on our lives
like an old world mirror image
the way it resurrects
a memory of all senses
you’ve always been the wonder and awe
you will continue to soar
wide with your wings
and be strong in your soul
cause you’re beautiful
all the way through
And I hope you enjoyed the journey
As much as I have.
♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♫♪Happy Birthday Dear Sister♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸¸.•*♪♪♫•
Little sister I love you
and I will always be there for you.
I am just a dark silhouette
You are the Silent illuminating light
Friday, April 2, 2010
Happy birthday to me
he told me about his fears
all the girls and all the friends
and how my B'day means nothing
How all these poems
and how the pain means nothing ...and you thought love was something...
just wait...
but still there are going to be storms on
April the 3rd
b'day cakes and travel
thinking I better wish myself
and wrap myself as a gift for him
like tears in mimic
as i lay shaking
not an alone orphan
a child of blooming instinctive instinct
crying in his arms.
all the girls and all the friends
and how my B'day means nothing
How all these poems
and how the pain means nothing ...and you thought love was something...
just wait...
but still there are going to be storms on
April the 3rd
b'day cakes and travel
thinking I better wish myself
and wrap myself as a gift for him
like tears in mimic
as i lay shaking
not an alone orphan
a child of blooming instinctive instinct
crying in his arms.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Happy Happy :D
Something like a black-magic woman,a rushing
a myth alive,
blew my mind
sparks flying
Everything felt as if scripted
the characters she used to spin
enchanted me
as roads to heaven
I was the scarred canvas
which she chose to paint
with Her thoughts
ripe with potential and beauty
a momentary wind
and she was
only real
in a world's
loosest sense
for us to meet,
in all the far reaching intoxicating space,
at a perfect time
It will take a miracle of impossible mathematics.
But miracles are not physical impossibilities,
they are only statistical improbabilities
and
those
happen
constantly!! :D
On this day I just have to say :
I am making my way to You ;)
From rabbit's heart ,for you ...
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