More than Infinity

When I wish to Admire your presence,

I found, words to be helpless.

My speech feel tsunamis of thoughts,

And traumas of cyclic floods of your love.

It’s you whose presence, signify me,

More than infinity.

And hide boundaries of hollowness of myself,

Which bound me to jump out of me..
You are broker of my happiness,

Please be with..
Every single moment,

Which built scary scenario,

Being lost you,

From my hands.

Kills me thousand times,

In matter of a minute..

Yeah! I am doubtfull of my own,

Who can’t keep a strong hold,

On my Foolish Imaginations…..
But I am helpless in this single matter.

Want to admit a single fact,

That you,

Yes! Only you,

Whose signify my presence.


I am a fly of my own dreams…. and I nurtured you to fly.

I is a story of a small butterfly, who came into this world with huge amount of 

desires and expectations, but its journey was supported by a tree which was very old. And that tree have less knowledge of outer world becuse he never being gone through that. When both faced each other they argued for butterfly’s high wishes and eagerness.  So what ever they said i summerized in a poem… take a look.

I got wings, 

I was blessed to fly.

Now I am a fly…
I will sit,

I will rush,

I will swing,

As I have desired.

And I will dance,

I scroll my list of disres.

Now I am a fly.
This or that,

Yellow or Red,

Small or huge,

I will kiss,

Flowers of my choice…

Now I am a fly.

That days has gone,

Skeleton was hanged,

From long footslog,

Now I am a fly.
I will go,

Where this air will blow,

I will smell,

Every onces taste.

These are days of

My choice.

Now I am a fly.
Take a hold,

First check troll?

Where to go?

From where to start?

Where to stop?

Because this not a world of,

Your desires.
You are in sleep,

Just watch your feet,

When and what,

Do you have that thought?
Just think one time,

Can any body harm?

It’s me or you,

Both are not true.

Just think of worse,

I don’t mean to crush.

I played my role,

Nutured to stop.

I can be wrong,

I could be wrong.

But I wished your,

Brilliant habitats.

And only wish to,

Create one notarized.