In CeLeBrAtIoN Of ArT !

The HigH

Have you ever thought how it would be to fall... To fall in love,  to fall down holding your stomach laughing, to fall from a building? Yes, from a tall tall building, The feeling of standing at the edge, experiencing the wind in hair flowing.. is flowing the word?? No no blowing I guess,  . The adrenaline rush .. the high, the uncertainty of what would happen.. The chaos and the calm.. The feeling of the first flight and the last of life ...To merge with the pull of gravity and  the vacuum later .. the bright lights and the blank .. the noise and the mute. The top questions accelerating now: will it hurt ?? Whats next ?? What happens if I survive?? Who all will cry ?? What alterations will I bring ? How many hearts am I gonna break ? Will them remember me sad or happy or rather angry  ? Will they remember me ?!?! 

 That one step, do I have the courage  To take the plunge? To swim in the unknown? To just, let it all go ? 

Here me standing .. experiencing my breath in and out, in and out, in and out. Funny! Probably the first time  I'm doing so. At far, I see an eagle fly.. fly so high.  higher and higher it climbs. Higher than the others it soared and then, all at once it took a plunge, my stomach drops, but with those humongous wings swooosh... gliding through it flew with such grace and ease .. the joy of witnessing  that  bought a realization, that at least like the eagle be smart enough to take calculated risk but not reckless, made me take a step back.. I guess it takes courage to Do that .' To step back ! ' So now I live with a high .. A high of standing at the edge and stepping back!! I know death is certain, but  not today not like this, least . We all live, only to die another day but with so much more to treasure !!

ONLY IF YOUR SHADE OF GREY MATCHES MINE TOO!!!

"Love"

It's such a strange thing . You love some one wholly or you believe to do so and above that you extrapolate that their shade matches yours until the day you see a shade more denser, richer and fuller than your shade. You realize how pale your shade is . And no matter when people say," every love is a different form of love" .. yet it is all the same .Else they wouldn't be just one word for it!  After which no matter how hard you try all you can see is the paleness of it. Also that you have seen the best version of it, you don't want to settle for anything less and that you have loved you can't stop loving, your stuck in the middle. You don't know if  you are sad or angry or mixture of both. Everything seems rational to your mind but apparently your heart always has a mind of its own. No matter what shade it is , a heart break is a heart break and causes the same pain, that they say only last for.10-20'minutes anything excess is "self inflicted", which we do a lot!  After which You go through a series of events where you want to avoid the person or the paleness they express, but you can't coz your life has been entwined with them,(or you think so ?) so much that its gonna be difficult rather to be honest, you don't want to rock the boat. Thus the paleness created only leads to more and more paleness to be created. No wonder they are so many shallow souls roaming around . Now your caught up in a circle with no  escape hatch . Lets just say, me stand on the titanic, think about whether to rock the boat or not. You all would like to point out tat it's not a boat. Duh! I know I can't rock that boat, coz the boat is not a boat but a ship! Yet I can seduce the night watch so that he misses the ice burg and thus the ship gets its punch! Ooh.. wait nowadays they don't trust humans for that !! Yet they ask me to trust a human with my heart ?! Am that crazy that I see the irony in tat !?! Definitely the expectation or the heart break in me is talking. Though the wise say not to expect, honestly its hard not too !! And again you end up in the circle you try so hard to break .Now now.. don't over think and self inflict . Lets not break our heads but only our hearts. In the name of shallowness we create and shallowness we spread . In name of LOVE .  No wonder the wise have also said ignorance is bliss, is it ?

The Bait

Promises you fake  
Words you bake  
Heart break you rake
 The circle you create
  Of vacuum and heartache
  Now lets get this straight
  Late, but at eight
  All you collect  
Will find a way in your crate!

My darling child!

Love,
 There will be days when you are an island, all alone
 Days wen you can't cope and with no hope  
Days of despair so crushing and suffocating
  Days of debating the purpose and the course.
 Days of,

fears and fumbles
   struggle and stumble  
 woe's and wobbles
  tears and tumbles
and of Heart breaks and hurdles.

  Remember these are the times, love
 When you can,
expand and explore 
  Try and triumph  
Fall and frame
 Strengthen and shape
 Lighten up And learn.
 So, no hurries Love !  
Take a breath  
And a small step  
with a pinch of humor,  
And tinge of the lunar 
  Lets conquer !!

Me and My Insanity !

With two table spoons of insanity
  me, marinating a profanity
  Fueling the chaos of sanity  
Order, discipline and clarity  
Following that hierarchy 
 Hitching your wagon to frugality  
Anxiety, the new familiarity 
  Abnormality and morality  
Spirituality and sensuality 
  Muddling me up in totality  
With so much of gravity  
Anchored casually.   
Here I sit happily  
Me and my insanity !

RE- ALIGN