LOVE - A MANNEQUIN(plagiarising my friend mradul)

the 'yesterdays' are so easy to forget as if,
not a day was yesterday...
the 'todays' become 'yesterdays' as if,
not a yesterday was a today...
a day hard to remember,
just a night to look for...
each one is chasing 'itself',
sometimes in fear and sometimes in inquisition,
yet everyone is ignorant...
its been a while for those forgotten 'yesterdays',
to have turned 'todays'...
really, its been a while when they both confronted,
to embellish and to garnish those 'yesterdays'...
this oblivion is not so oblivious,
someday the chase will be over,
love would not be a perception,
instead a conviction...
their would be cuddlings to cherrish and,
moments to mesmerize...
times to cry, times to smile,
for someome who was once really special...
an instant intimidastion because of those,
whose voice stops echoing,
with the three words,
as it echoed in those 'yesterdays'...
they live for eternal ecstasies,
enter into a trans trance...
really they live cheap and fast and,
make LOVE A MANNEQUIN...

A Cascade Of False Fables...

Bulk of water gushed down...
a sweet noise it made...
he moved ahead, i tried to stop him...
he dint check his feet but i couldnt hold him...
oops, i was wrong...
my intuition was a fallacy...
for it was treacherous but...
the pebbles were diamonds...
each one bigger than the other...
i too was stricken and let him go...
and he moved on...

he grabbed one, thinking he will collect all...
but i know he was not greedy...
he was white in colour,just like a diamond...
no one saw it as he was just one of them...
he never bothered...
and he moved on...

dropped the diamonds...
to feel the gushing bulk...
he could smell it...
the eyeballs shimmered with that clear water...
had a magnetic touch but at times it dint look real...
to both of us...
but there was no way back...
he was very far,far from the shore...
the dropped diamonds had turned pointed pebbles...
and he had to move on...

all of a sudden, diamonds turned black...
he couldn understand...
everything was still except the bulk...
making the sound creepy...
everything was true but hard to believe...
he was inches from the white water
but v were wrong,it was black...

he weeped wet and drowned dry...
for, he had made a mistake...
u see, i warned him not to dive...
in that cascade...
for i knew that was a cascade...
a cascade of false fables...

not on this earth...

a forestry land with that green grass...
small shrubs and those beautiful herbs...
a soothing fragrance,as of a rainy soil...
a mild surrounding with that hissing wind...
that shimmering and foggy morning...
beautiful plants with those mushy flowers...
The sun and its mild scorch...

and not this earth,just a tiny piece of land...
just a few from each age...
the ice-age,the stone age and the present age...
the herbivores,the omnivores,the carnivores...
all on this small piece of land...
having their share...
each age with a solitary existence...
though for a time...

they live and love...
without those conflicts and without those quarrels...
without that greed and without that seed,
one from which that plant grew...

here its not the families,but a family...
those pieces of paper dont exist...
no buying and no selling,
instead its just the sharing...
everyone free to wander...
with its likes and dislikes...
free to talk and intervene...

a day when they mingle...
share and care...
embrace and praise...
and when they love...
no grudges and no one selfish...
just that sympathy and empathy,
is what they have...

here...
everyone is jubilant...
busy with what they hv...
infants with their innocuous giggle,
children with their scurrying...
and she with her enigmatic smile...
no blood shed and no massacre,
its just the bright light...
seems as if dark is moaning...
and everyone is clapping...
not on that earth,
but on this tiny piece of land...

reverie of thoughts...

those rain drops...
hv something to say...
those ripples in water...
hv something to be asked for...

forming an enigmatic figure...
and teasing me...
of someone whom i like the most...

but these are so many...
where should i see...
which path should i follow...
which ripple should i choose...
this dilemma is killing me...

i m getting late...
and m still confused...

i want to catch these ripples and hold them forever...
but these are short lived...
they spread and die away...
leaving me clueless...

they die away!!!
is this the message they want me to convey!!!

not sure,cant decide...

but...
i hv to hurry...
i hv to search along n move on...
bcoz...
these ripples i know...
surely hv something to be asked for...