Many biological systems wait for its signal
To move its tiny finger or to uncurl a wrinkle
Gossips of egoistic souls too driven by this mind
Its every little cell works with miniature speed of light
Touch, Love, hate, cuddle or disguise
All these are but byproducts of this very mind
How different or alike two living entities can think
Depending on the ratios of their individual organic feed
No big magic this human mind looks to me
Centuries of evolution should've rather brought more science on this gigantic human fleet
Billions of disaster often with great discoveries it brings
Can this human mind be ever programmed for complete betterment of thee
Thousands of cringing emotions i daily see crossing me
Making me completely unworthy of the electronics degree my college gifted me
Not that i do nothing productive to make my company succeed
But in this professional camouflage i fear,
My neurological cells emptied deep within
Virid cerebrum, open heart, where love & knowledge, keep perforating the working hypotheses.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Better Woman
A better woman pursuing finer tastes
No slattern traces ever visible to human race
Hybrid of easily accepted views i dilapidate
Self instilled thoughts i wish even more precipitate
No great idol i wish to adhere in a complete go
Partially failing a billion obstacles, i've survived hitherto
Hitches of rememberable past, illusions of succeeding tomorrow
My heartfelt intelligent tasks i see myself undergoing with no mercy borrowed
What better day to feel the pressure of this insight emotional drill
Waking up each of my senses to bring out the better woman in me
No slattern traces ever visible to human race
Hybrid of easily accepted views i dilapidate
Self instilled thoughts i wish even more precipitate
No great idol i wish to adhere in a complete go
Partially failing a billion obstacles, i've survived hitherto
Hitches of rememberable past, illusions of succeeding tomorrow
My heartfelt intelligent tasks i see myself undergoing with no mercy borrowed
What better day to feel the pressure of this insight emotional drill
Waking up each of my senses to bring out the better woman in me
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Happy Snow
Snow there and rain here
Brought many together with a sense of one
My darling niece sat away from the entrance floor,
Thinking her Mom wont drop her early morning to the boring creche so near
My sister poured in some hot coffee in shining pantry mugs,
Smiling today got a chance to spend some life away from office fear.
My brother-in-law's joy knew no bounds,
Yummy hot cakes together they enjoyed before weekend magic could start in real
The lovely puppy got more hours to sleep,
Atleast today it could rest without thinking of last burglary's sweep
Their nears and dears too had a great time in rain,
North India witnessed cheer in every whisper of wet air
I wish this moment stays a little more,
Brings everyone joy as recession no more fills any eye with tear.
Thankyou nature for being so vivid,
Your rainbow of love for sure covers every month of the year!
Goodbye to draught,
goodbye to flood,
May survival be only for the lucky polymers of H20
where all the unhappy moments bidden forever adieu^
Brought many together with a sense of one
My darling niece sat away from the entrance floor,
Thinking her Mom wont drop her early morning to the boring creche so near
My sister poured in some hot coffee in shining pantry mugs,
Smiling today got a chance to spend some life away from office fear.
My brother-in-law's joy knew no bounds,
Yummy hot cakes together they enjoyed before weekend magic could start in real
The lovely puppy got more hours to sleep,
Atleast today it could rest without thinking of last burglary's sweep
Their nears and dears too had a great time in rain,
North India witnessed cheer in every whisper of wet air
I wish this moment stays a little more,
Brings everyone joy as recession no more fills any eye with tear.
Thankyou nature for being so vivid,
Your rainbow of love for sure covers every month of the year!
Goodbye to draught,
goodbye to flood,
May survival be only for the lucky polymers of H20
where all the unhappy moments bidden forever adieu^
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