Undiluted

Don’t give me your grays…

I crave for scarlet and violet and mauve and navy. My eyes are roving for deep splashes and resolute textures. It’s a call for an explosion of the light shattering upon the dark, to understand the colors all over again.

Don’t give me your doubts…

I want emotions – raw and expelling with intensity. I want to love fiercely and unconditionally, burn a green fire of jealousy, sink into purified hatred, burst like a bomb with euphoria. To covet the lucidity as clear as the glow of a blazing candle!

Don’t give me your prejudices…

I desire absolute persistence and coherence of conceptions. To strike the bull eye’s because there is no other possibility! And smash the plank into clean halves with a singular stroke because there is no room for the waste of idiosyncrasies.

Don’t give me your incompleteness…

I want you … one and whole. I want you selfishly without any compromise. Comprehensively to the last speck of your heart and soul. Down to the synchronized pulse of our thoughts and desires.

Unqualified. Undiluted. Untainted.



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Strings of Love

Perhaps it is simply an illusion

A myth taken from the pages of time

To make us covet, to make us feel

Instill a sense of direction.

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When we are all just puppets,

Held by its strings on destiny

A nameless formless intoxication of the mind

Led by the skips and tugs of the heart.

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Yet when two destinies collide

Tales are written and celebrated

Inked by the pull and push of the forces

Whimsical and barely out of reach

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Connects us to people and memories

Unties the knots of emotions

Releases the pulse of your inertia

Rushes the blood to the core of your soul

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A kinetic energy that sparks between them

Beyond science and engineering

Lighted by the divine interstellar explosion

Otherwise simply referred to as love.



Simply love.

A Lot Like Love

Photo Credit: Akshat Madan in Sikkim
Photo Credit: Akshat Madan in Sikkim. Isn’t she perfect???

There is a dainty flower in my hands,

And a song playing in my head,

Box of anticipation drawing in my eyes.

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There is a wind racing in my veins,

And a hint of pine tickling in my nose,

Promising touches rousing my fingers.

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There is a tinkling laugh hiding in my lips,

And a whisper of poetry vibrant in my ears,

Rhymes of butterflies fluttering in my belly.

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There is a spring of dance in my feet,

And shivers running slowly in my back,

Sparkling love pulsing in my heart.


Today will remain with me for the rest of my life. A special dedication 🙂