Thoughts of an open book

Best words of a Great Poet

2011-03-12T13:10:00.000+05:30

కులములన్ని కూలిపోవు,
మతములన్ని మాసిపోవు,
ఎల్ల లోకములొక్క ఇళ్ళై,
జ్ఞానమొక్కటి నిలిచిఉండు.

translated, in essence:

Let all walls of caste divide fall
Let all walls of religious divide fade away
All the worlds be our single home,
Let Knowledge and Wisdom stand alone.
----- Gurajada Apparao.

Will You...??

2010-02-11T21:30:00.000+05:30

As I walk along a road I often tread,
past the rusty old cars.
The morning sun adorning the skies,
the silver clouds unbothering.
And the cool breeze carrying the birds' chirp.
Bring to my pen, a matter of the heart.

The treaded path longs for your playful feet,
The spring sunrise longs to bow to your beauty,
The birds and the breeze long for your song,
My darling, my heart longs for all this,
and even more.

It longs to spring wings and fly to you.
It longs to take refuge in your heart.
It longs, the most, to be loved by you.
Oh baby..!! Will you be my Valentine..??

Love in December.

2009-11-18T00:40:00.000+05:30

As the darkness befalls the evenin',
And the cold winds set in,
My heart beats faster, my darlin',
to keep you warm within.

To the south of west.

2009-11-07T03:30:00.000+05:30

I wanna fly, to the south of west.
To where, is my nest.
To lay in your arms, and forever rest.
I wanna fly, to the south of west.

Flight

2008-10-28T09:19:00.001+05:30

I want to fly...

towards the sparkling flowers in the sky.

I want to fly...

in the midst of the twinkling firefly.

I want to fly...

into the never-ending sky.

I want to fly...

just so high.

This morning...!!!

2008-10-28T05:24:00.002+05:30

The skies greyed by the great nimbus,

The dew washed away by the dry winds,

And the dreams disturbed by the cacophony of the crows,

My darling,

I think the morning knows it is wasted,

for it is without you.

On a summer evening.......

2008-05-08T14:34:00.000+05:30

How the east feels, I do not know,
As the sun sets in the scarlet west.
How the night sky feels, I do not know,
As the new moon drifts among the stars.
How the sunflower feels, I do not know,
As the darkness descends onto the fields.
How the firefly feels, I do not know,
As the day dawns in the morning mist.
But as I sit alone, in this darkness,
underneath the starry canopy
and the air as still as dead,
I realise.....
I miss you.

.....happily ever after.

2008-04-14T21:34:00.002+05:30

let the stars shower upon you......... my darling,
let the stars be content with just that.
let the moon shine upon you....... my sweetheart,
let the moon be content with just that.
but my dear,
take me into ur heart
and make me the happiest man on the planet

Surprise..........!!!!!!!

2008-04-14T08:50:00.002+05:30

Close your eyes
....and fall asleep.
Close your eyes
....and lay back on my chest.
Close your eyes
....and take your rest.
Close your eyes
....and let me take you along
Close your eyes
....and let us journey into dreams far beyond
Close your eyes, my dear sleeping beauty,
Close your eyes
....and wait for the surprise.

U wanted it, u asked for it and so here I give it, on demand.....

2008-04-14T00:19:00.000+05:30

jab meri zindagi ki buri haalath thi
tab khuda ne bejaa
tujhko, mere aankhon ke saamne
usne mujhse kahaan

"is ladki ko tera dil dedo,
yeh tera dil ko saaf karegi, uska khayal rakhegi.

aur tujhe uski zindagi degi"

maine tujhe mera dil dediya
mera tujhse pyaar ho gaya
aur is pyaar ki wajeh se,

main pahuchaahoon uchhayiyan
teri pairon se teri dil tak
aur rahoonga wahin par hamesha ke liye

The firefly

2008-04-13T20:49:00.001+05:30

The lightening has bulbed my brain

The thunders have fused my circuits

...and then

in the silence,

in the darkness,

a firefly kept twinkling....

bright

and happy

and it was you.

Waiting to...........

2008-04-05T22:25:00.000+05:30

I am waiting
for you to fill my heart with your smiles
fueling it to travel all these miles
to reach you,
to hold you,
to embrace you,
to tell you that I love you
and to never leave you.

smile

2008-04-03T06:48:00.001+05:30

As I limped back along the dirty road, the cold and still air struck me. I looked up into the dark skies, for any sign of nimbus. Instead, it was clear. So clear, I could count the stars, twinkling innocently and looking upon us like little fairies. Amidst them, shining with a greyish silvery tinge, sat the great white moon. The beautiful full moon. He glanced at me. Again, and then again. He noticed that I had something hidden deep inside me, something I have been longing to say, something that needs to be said, to someone special. Someone, who at that moment, was miles away, and sleeping, with a beautiful smile across her beautiful face.
The moon spoke, "I can see it in your eyes. She is beautiful", he affirmed. "Is there anything I could do ?", he offered.
I said, "Pass this message into her dreams,
Waketh not her from her sleep.
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Also, tell her, that her's is a smile.... that is so sweet that even angels wud go mad for it
a smile.... that is so powerful that it can make me bring down mountains
a smile.... that is so beautiful, it can be no less than divine
And tell her to keep smiling ,
forever and for me..............

Happy Birthday...!!!

2008-04-03T06:47:00.004+05:30

The dullness of the dark, dingy coffee bar was amplified by the dull, greyness that enveloped the place coupled with the dull, old blues of the dull, old 60's playing on the dull, grandfatherly radio. I see not a smile on any face. But then, something happened. The door opened, held ajar by a soft and tender bangled hand. The cool breeze blew in, bringing with it a whiff of freshness and a faint, intoxicating scent. She stepped in, a smile on her face, a sparkle in her eyes, her locks cascading and wavy, swinging playfully to the breeze. So beautiful, like an angel in pink. MY angel in pink. All I could say when her eyes met mine was.....
"Happy Birthday to u"
:) :) :)

I love to...

2008-04-03T06:47:00.003+05:30

i love to make you laugh
i love to hear you talk
i love to tease you
i love to argue with you
i love to convince you
i love to see you dance
i love to walk by your side
i love to hold your hands
i love to look into your eyes and say
"i love to love you".

Early Spring

2008-04-03T06:47:00.001+05:30

I am walking back from somewhere. Slowly. Hands in jeans pockets. Another pair of hands grasping onto my right arm. Holding it firmly. And tightly. Never to let go. And always to stay and hold on. Her head is resting on my shoulder, her eyes closed and her lips curled up from the cool breeze.
We walk. As I guide her along. We walk. Past the dirty and old stone director. We walk. On the brownish pathway. We walk. Amidst the rows of green bushes. We walk. Underneath the flowery canopy. We walk. The sun blessing us. We walk, all along.

Into this subtle world, I just let my mind peek.

2008-04-03T06:45:00.002+05:30

Hundred and sixty nine emotions in a week,
Am I a freak ?
Or is it that I am so weak
That, into my mind to let all things peek..!!

Oh boy...!! Oh boy..!!
This is being in joy
coz my computer, after a long break, is now working
Among the bits and bytes, I am now the king.

My vision is not farther than a foot and an inch.
May you wake me up, but only by a pinch.
Exhaustion keeps me sleepy.
Sitting in a class, I yawn and my eyes go faintly weepy.

I fear I am on the wrong path and would fail.
Fade into lies and deceit, without leaving a trail.
I don't want to, coz i promised my dad and mom
That I would always remain their good boy Tom.

In my dreams, I see you smile, so innocent.
In my dreams, I look into your eyes, so deep
yet so strikingly bright.
In my dreams, as I hold you in my arms
I smell your scent, so sweet.
But,
Who are you..
I do not know.
Where are you..
I do not know.
Will I ever see you....???
I just hope I do.......!!!!!!

Random thoughts, between my ears, wander.
Some make me, for hours together, ponder.
Others,
"And thus the moon shone through the night.
As always, so bright.
As forever, so beautiful."

Hundred and sixty nine emotions in a week.
I ain't a freak.
Nor is it that I am so weak.
Into this subtle world, I just let my mind peek.

I have conquered it in silence

2008-04-03T06:45:00.001+05:30

Click. Click, Click. Out comes the flame. "Don't do it", echoed a voice in my head, so faint i could hardly hear it. I do not heed to it. Rather, I am engrossed in using the flame for a purpose. A distorted purpose. A purpose that serves no good. A purpose that may someday leave me as nothing more than a memory. The smoke, white yet dull, hangs in the air around me. Putting the butt to my lips, I suck in the air. No. Tastes bitter. Or worse, maybe, i do not know coz it now burns my throat as it disperses into my lungs. The nicotine makes me want more nicotine. I don't want more nicotine. Stop it. Let go of it. Drop it from between your fingers. No. Give me more nicotine. It feels..... Aweful. Soothing. Bitter. Sweet. Dangerous. Soothing. Nauseous. Soothing.
I Hate It. I Love It.
Silence prevailed as the long white stick of paper and tobacco burned, held gently between my fingers. Slowly, without thinking i broke the grip, letting it go. It fell. Toppled over the railing and dropped into the depths of oblivion. Finally.

From Bachchus, with lust and intoxication

2008-04-03T06:44:00.002+05:30

There was no music this time. Nor was there any addiction. There wasn't much smoke either. It, as was norm, dispersed above the crowd. All that prevailed was pure intoxication. This time, they weren't dancing to the noise. This time, the only noise was emanating from their cracked voices, with words unclear and sounds of moan and whine, asking for more intoxication and wine. A senseless rattle echoed through the night as the moon shied away, hiding half it's face in darkness. They looked at each other, passing on expressions, with intoxication smeared over their faces. Some smiled. Some laughed. Some hallucinated. Some spoke the truth. But, all of them disgorged the contents of their tummies, enveloping the grounds with the foetor of alcohol, potato and gastric acids. And then they all collapsed, unconscious, into the arms of Hypnos.

Addicted of life

2008-04-03T06:44:00.001+05:30

The smell is the first thing sensed. A nauseating one, that too, it hits the nose like a stone hurled into the face. And there it lingers, as they inhale the smoke, intoxicating their minds and souls, if such a thing exists. Their bodies, no longer controlled by their lost minds, shake wildly to the sound of music. The ear-shattering music. Noise. And intoxication. The combination makes them go insane, jumping onto each other, spilling the intoxicating fluid from the containers and expletives from their foul mouths. The smoke still lingers, as their vision seems to blur and their step seems to falter. Time flies by, though a sense of it exists only in their lost thoughts. Containers are emptied as stomachs are filled with the fluid. The smoke vanishes slowly as it disperses into their lungs. Yet, the intoxication lingers on........

ooppss....!!!!

2008-04-03T06:43:00.000+05:30

It is blurry. Vague. I can see some black circles all around, probably some heads. No wait, there is someone at the other end. Other end??of what?? Ohh....!!! I am sitting in some enclosure. That person, I can't even see the face clearly, seems like that person is dressed like a man. He's moving around. I suppose he's talking too. I don't hear a thing though. But whose is this voice? The voice I hear. It is calling out my name. "Theja..!!, Thejaaa......!!!". That's my name...??!!!
aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrgghhhhhhhhhhhhh........!!!
my neck....!!!! a sharp, jerking pain. Clarity is falling into it's right place.
Oh no. The professor. He found me compensating my night out.