''All I feel now is I’m diluted in my own nightmares

Finding for feelings..

Catching emotions coughing in my breathless heaves..

All I have now is a cold heart living in a lost memory

Remembering you

All through his dumb dreams

All I can see now is a girl in brown plaits

Beholding my innocence weep

Years are gone in memories of her

and I am now torn in like useless sheets

every second I feel her is just like years in my day dreams

all I can hope now is aday spent in  lovely chatting with thee…"

so here is my dumb dream

                     

The dumb dream

All it was just a pink hue,

Dabbling my instincts with feary dues.

in Wait for the wink of her beautiful  eyes,

i vision your aura speaking with me in some strange might.

Dressed in black or in bold blue you seemed like a princess of some tzar reigning in northern ques.

Lips hold a spellbinding gloss,
 without a word murders my unholy sins at gross

I feel redeemed by your angled look 

when thoughts remind me of the day

 I made mistake by showering frustrations via a bad  rebuke

All I can say now is that,

i can heave in bold,
when it will see that facial expression motioning live,
in front of this retinal dew.

All it was just a pink hue,
 dabbling my instincts with feary dues.

For the eyes who have seen enough of beauty

Can’t lie or express how she looks

A wry across her cheeks

And mind  was done, all day in some peaceful feud

Some locks I shall never define

Twisted inside like tornados of silk fine

Flowing away

Across thy facial grin

who hold that sleek splendid

With your tender finger tips

Flowing away across her smile

The oceanic blue parted with seaweed green hue

With patterns curled in as if die herself had felt shy

Coz of your 'cuddle to death' smile

her pointed nose vivified and too bold

Makes even … attempts swerve that  they pause to think

whether they should concoct my story to her or sing my confessions  alone

all alone from the dark I saw her smile,

thou beauty hold such a charm that even 
the snow shys, the snow shys.

Done with my countless poetry

I cant even try to cease my feelings my Verse.

All I can describe…is u my poetic ecstasy …. Filling  the voids all through my broken rhyme.

Trying to blend with your charm

To show that this grace is not marred as it has been criticized so far.

i found you girl flowing in azure

Killng me just by the sense of your unspoken artistic lure…

All alone from the dark I want to see you smile of the beauty that hold such a charm that even

The snow  shy’s ,the snow shy’s.

Not demanding the apostrophe of my rhyme but writing in hope of some cold response

I do will be happy if you comment on my sapless poetic lines

Burdened  With the dues of my apology which I cant confess in front of you ever anytime

Pls spoil my unholy rhymes in some act of yours accused of being divine

Flattery was an art shown by this Machiavellian art vile

But thou have lifted this soul to admiration ,
to make adore u without any pause or sigh

Feelings flow spontaneously whenever I see you smile, smile

Thou shall cease yours or I shall crease more of my poetic insights.

In the domain of your beauty

My admiration falls apart

In the charm of your holy mutiny

My unholy acts depart.
terrorized through my witty edges i think i'm fine..
cuddling my strongest essay which i devoted thy
i still am confused how u gave me so much
to remember for this blunt mind...
i wish i could have smiled 
instead of my every sarcastic cry
i wish i could have smiled.

For the journey I wish not  to concoct

I feel your presence without your touch or comfort.

All I wanted to have was a cold response

Either honeyed or  a rough knock.

Just like the confessions my letters spoil

Wrote in memory of you I chant my rhymless choir.

Killing the memories of you from my cranial winds

 you still baffle the nerves of my sub conscious mind.

Thou ruling the life of a being whose thoughts quarantined,

Im still struggling to help my mind to decide either to either wait 

or vandalise this dreamy sight.

All I wanted to have was a cold response

Talking to my arguments… a supposed converse

Filling my fantasy for free falls

I regret why I had u as my lucky swan

All it was just a pink hue

Struggling with my emotions now I even

Cant define how you became the feud of my mind.

For the truth to be pasted upon i tried ripping all my past lines,

Octoberian days and u where gone without a single cast of your  shadow on this torn spine.

Just a blurr sight of some brown plaits

And eyes had lost u without having u even face 2 face 

Huh….

u always look perplexed by my letters

I simply say sorry, to stab your heart with such  cold starts

But trust me , I mean nothing from you

Nor even a simple expression in your art

All I just wrote this and them was because of some boasting

Called poetic romance a zeal or an apology stunt as instance.

                     Speech’s insanity barring my boldness

I do regret for I couldn’t made it direct ever angelheart.

But trust me and my poetry

as they are not that level dumbed down

 to hold atleast a ground of applause from you sweatheart..

As regards of expressing my feelings on this  piece

 I do not need the boldness like standing in front of you my lunar

I tell you ….heart sways from its position when it visions you all  through the cloudy fogs in frozen jar(earths atmos)

 

With no feelings in this numbing head

I do feel a cold air

Skiing on the ice of love liking and lust

You tore me down through the frozen crust

Sinking through the frozen reality

I tried swimming through the colds n odds

But something went terribly wrong

Abstractness started scaling on me

And I was drove back to the depths like a sunken dugong

Realizing the depth of this queer notioned dive

I travelled back up through the trenches

somehow to some unfathomable height

(soft music)

And I did found you singing the alliteration of my wonderful lines.

Seemingly synchronizing the symphony of my life ,

I give you  all my admiration adoration and appreciation

my valentine.

I don’t know the grave to my emotions

But I do want them to be buried in your heart

So wantonly writing this piece I say sorry if you ever feel little pricked in your thump thump sweetheart.

I let you know this youth is obliged by your grace,

To initiate his dream from u

If I do wanna anything ever

I’ll just wish a free chanting of this from u.

Driving sane from insane ,

I see you as my ethereal dream fetcherer.

Deterring  my dark side as a moon shining in a cold desert.

All I wanted to do was a confess

Whenever I saw those lips joined to make that rapture smile

Sketching out the words , I do want you to figure my rhymes

Just like the luck you buzzed from your side.

Struck  by ur grace and being accused of ur charm

I do feel mocked by my ideas for creating such a hypothetical fantasy farm.

Liable to be defied by your mockery

  I still feel this as a useful way to express my darn.

Killed by the inability to express I felt struck for years

As I couldn’t wish this to you ever to concoct….dear

But you the filler of my lifeless void

Soaking colours which I saw you bearing in your mystique eyes

Into the heart of this love sick spine,

I found you

Insisting inspiring crucifying and amplifying the impulse of the thoughtful terminals of my excruciating mind.

Summing up all my literal thrust

I tell you I mean nothing like something to flatter you

Hazy illusions are not my art

and all this admiration that my heart involves is just to make this crammed up feeling depart.

All I want to confess is that,

Lies are paralyzed against your aura

Truth inevitably honey my tongue

And fuzz everything out of me ADORA.

All this verse was just for some memories in past

For killing my agonies whenever I felt lonely and harsh.