Pebbles & Ripples!

BackDrop:- potraying  two loved ones , suffering some differences ,  in a scene of people on two opposite shores seperated by a stream in between...talking in tone of the guy!..more a casual narrative and less a rhyme.!!.Read-on


left apart at the shore,
drift apart with a stream in between,
yet its not I'm left alone...
I walk along the edge...of(f) the scene...
with my feet..on the path...laid by pebbles...of some precious moments.
bowing down..to hold such one...staring at passing by currents..
seeing the waters turn... stand still ....at times....
painting the past ..in front of me...

It's then that I close my eyes, feeling the touch of stone..in my palm...
knowing that i can't change the potrait ..yet changing the shade, is all what i wish to see..
stepping back...throwing the pebble....watching the ripples..all so calm..
that I jus' pray atlesat one reaches you...at d other side ..crossing the sea...
it's not so unknown...it's not so strange...That i am missing you more...when you're not meant to be..
witnessing a sillable of my sound...not even the hush of plea..

Don't worry if i wud go short of the pebbles....
m obsessed with 'em....oppressed under my feet of destiny..
I like to throw 'em, after all I'm human...
as Hope is d least i can hav...hopin fr a hit ...back to me..
to pass the moment that's passing by
which has to pass even after- failed retreat of the "passed away"
canvassing the present but losing my,
tempo of  this burlesque , I finally say..


Don't worry about ripples .. that I create as this...
Standstill is too boring .....trust me...
As i have a heart...and that is full of you...
rather than being numb & emotionless......  crying in the name of you....is Completely OK for me!



- S R i

'O'h! mode

BackDrop:- a Candid narrative about a boy's thought flow, when he likes a girl but can't dare to take step and yet enjoys the feel of being tensed in it! Read-on...




Can't just ignore my heart,

Yet can't just put it in notice bOard..


Rather can prefer to be what I'm not...


waiting for alerts from you....patiently waiting for beep tOne..


& even this risky trial...


is jus' for sake of you in "sleep mOde"...


to wake you up and make you search.....meanwhile..


I keep "signaling" you in heart-beat cOde..


I hate this that...I am sitting at edge....


but girl its best i can do with this worst LOad..


that I carry when m trying to stick to pledge...


that I wud niether stop hitting...nor will have a gOal scOred...


Don't ask me....m not afraid of you...


may be it's jus' that m liking the play mOre...


Don't tell me....I always knew...


you were ever available at my love dOOr..


it's just me.... nothing about you...


who isn't willing to see through the peep-hOle...


but one day shall surely arrive...


wait for it LOVE....& you'll know this till the last WORD..






--S R i