Paranormal

From past two three days interestingly i am engaging in chit chats regarding the paranormal realm.When i was small i used to be so afraid of these things and i remember i told my mother that i won't ever be able to go out in dark alone like you do it is so scary.And my mother used to coo me saying everything will be alright when you grow up.I failed to understand her then but now i know what she used to say.
Now these things or i should rather say mysteries catch me off guard. I stick to them instantly without even my realization.They intrigue me to great heights.People in general are afraid of this but i feel a thrill reach down me standing alone in the dark trying to feel presence of others residing in the parallel dimensions.A eerie shiver runs down my spine and a tiny speck of fright leaves with it,then all lies is a soothing aftermath.
All it needs is a connection,no matter how little it may be.It helps so much to connect with the YOU inside you.
The esoteric signs and symbols are around us everywhere.But as the word says it is only to be understood by the people who can understand the mystic and religious connotations.Everything that happens around us is calculated and predictable.Some people are afraid when they know that something is predictable others merely prepare themselves to enjoy the predicted without tampering the calculation.The harmful ones are those who know what is going to happen and tamper with the calculation involving themselves in a lifelong misery uncalled for.

There is a barrier between illusion and reality.What do you do when they permeate their boundaries to bind with each other and mix like they were never separate?

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Dead..!!

This entry is submitted by me for Thursday Poets Rally Week 42,

The night was cold.

Atrocious with it's parky winds.

Bare my body laid on grass.

Shivering was witnessed for quite sometime,

all of a sudden my body was numbed.

The tears that were rolling down, 

were as if frozen in the time.

I was remembering all our moments.

And my heart was crying deep down.

The enchanting darkness of night enveloped me.

I tried and carried my being through memories.

To revive you as fresh as dew. 

First all that came was haze,

but the more i fell in the abyss it became clear.

Rain drops touched each skin pore,

and i felt almost ecstatic.

A diabolic spirit that roamed around,

stung me and returned to it's hide.

My blood was mixed with deadly poison,

the Scorpio had got on it's victim's plight.

And with the hushing voice of my breathe,

the splashing sound of drops on me.

My eyes opened up as if staring zenith.

The sweet smell of wet soil, 

that penetrated through my senses.

I found solace lying there cold and dead.

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Accepting the award whole heartedly,

thanks to Jingle who presented me this!

and i nominate Kevin Lamb as rules state

Wish Thursday Poets Rally 42 best place!

Soul Travel..

She talks of herself,she thinks of herself as the most beautiful on this earth.She never dares utter out her feeling about herself to anyone else.She met a guy whom she was fond of talking to.She told him about every secret she had with her,even though they were silly little insecurities and childish acts that she may have gone through or done respectively.
He smiles a lot with her,is bound in an unknown relation with her.He also tries and share as much as he can but he thinks he shouldn't share all he has within him and so keeps most of it to himself.She more than telling asks him one day what if she loses him and he never cares to return back?
He doesn't say anything because he knows nothing in this world is stagnant with respect to time and that one day everything that has been created will die down though it is the reality of the physical world one lives in and no one knows of the world that exists beyond it but that is what mattered at the current situation.He believes in change so much and she almost cannot afford to even think of it.The pure science of nature says that unlikes attract but they possessed most like qualities between them than unlike.And when the unlikes clashed it had to be either no decision or one had to let the other win with words or last say.
Sometimes reciprocation isn't necessary but most of the time it is.And when you don't reciprocate more but very rare it is kind of a boon for the person concerned.Such was the case with her and him.He reciprocated too less and she couldn't keep herself without reciprocating.Sometimes they hung on silent on phones just whispering in their mind and trying to catch any possible feelings sent either of their ways.But when you are surrounded by the world,your thinking it doesn't work clear it comes in need of a filter to really understand some delicate emotions.The day that passed without him in it but yet in thoughts or without her in it but yet in thought comes into a unconscious need list of there minds.The part which is not here of theirs does most of the talking and the part that is present here tries it's level best to bring out what it is.
She imagines a lot,with him or without him how it would be but she doesn't know,she doesn't know how to answer her questions to herself yet knowing that in some part of her resting brain she has the needful solace and answer for her seemingly never ending questions.
She again gathers up a little bit of time and asks the same question yet again ...What if i lose you and you never care to return back?
He turns to her moist yet controlled eyes,the deep hazel color that penetrates his soul through and through and he knows she is able to see so clear into him and he into her.His lips turn to a slight and faint smile,he looks away and she turns his face back to let him answer her for once and for all.He says with a very long sigh as if afraid of this question or wanting to let the words part from his mouth ...You carry me in your dreams,you imagine me all the time,though you might not know but i have read you so much and so nice that i can suffice your hunger and thirst.I have attached to your soul so deep and secure that if i do lose touch in this earthly connection of ours,you will always know through your unconscious being that i am there and will always be there..
It was so hard for her to believe yet she turned to her sleep with dreams tonight and she could feel him all over and around her.He was really there.He touched her soft butter-like skin with his warm soulful touch, caressed her back so discretely,with fingers he inspected those pink lovely lips and they moved to say something or so he saw,he placed his ears on her heart and listened to the gentle beating which was growing heavy moment by moment with the fear of i may loose this moment,he connected all his body to her covering and embracing her so wonderfully, intertwined fingers,placed his nourishment on her thirst and hunger,loved her whole night which was never ending..it was the reality, she wasn't dreaming of him,he was really there with her, for her and forever...


P.S.-It is the intensity of the feelings that both souls possess and it makes it possible for both of them to travel through space and time to bridge the gaps and meet when they wish to meet,possible even after death.It's a heavenly semblance.It is called astral travelling or astral projection and it is a out of body experience as it consists of mainly the soul or spirit of a person.It is also near death experience.This travel comes into being with the conduit as mysterious plane of existence.The stars which are believed to be composed of the fifth element known as quintessence,it is the this element which is found to be helping the human psyche in the astral mysticism.


He went past the world and their longing and yearn was too deep and true to be let as it is.He met her and she met him.....

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Piece of heaven..

She had this feeling before she remembers,at that time it was a little crush of those starting years of knowing and exploring the word love.It's not really love so that's why they named it crush.She had it on her uncle he was handsome,young,tall and dark as most of the romantic novel say about a man.Today it was different story she loved someone who was very young to her.And yes it was love not infatuation.She was a professor in a college while teaching she had communicated with hundreds and thousands of youngsters.She wasn't married even at the age of 36,she actually didn't believe in it.She had seen her family,her mother and father used to spend nights fighting over a word one of them might have thrown accidentally at each other.
Siblings were never part of her life,she had just some cousins to call her own and they also had her as the shoulder for crying.The sorrows of others life were well soughted out by her.Lonesome at first,very introvert she never used to like people around her.After gradual changes in herself and her confidence she started to face the world and made quite handful of friends.From the handfuls only two or three might have been able to connect to her but then they also had life and couldn't stay with her for lifetime unless yeah they loved her(guy) or couldn't think up straight(girls).After finishing her schooling she realized the truth the bitter way because after you have been lonely and a transition period of friends circle comes in scene and when you return back to where you were it doesn't feel normal in anyway.
She adapted to it well,thought that studies were the only way she could be diverted and so she studied and attended almost all the lectures in the college because she couldn't have made new friends at the cost of herself being alone again the next time she finished up college.And now Mahi was a professor of botany.
In her 12 years of teaching she had never liked a guy that much,and she was quite embarrassed at the thought of having even thought about him this way.Himanshu was a bright student,very different from others and in a way he also could connect with Mahi quite well.He used to miss other lectures but never of her.
One day he had the courage and he went up to her and asked her 'Mam can I have your number?i had some doubts to talk about.' She was more than happy as if waiting for this opportunity to knock on her door and she eagerly handed out her number written on a piece of paper.He might have been around 20 or 21 appealing characteristics of face,tall,nice built and lots of girl were on the verge of falling for him.But for him it was different, he was also an introvert,shy and studious kind of guy.Had just two friends there.


He called her up in the evening and said hello with quite a unsure tone.
Mahi-hello,is this himanshu?
Himanshu-Yes mam,but how do you know that?
Mahi-Just identified from your voice.So what were the doubts you had to talk about?
Himanshu-It's not related to classes really..
Mahi-Then what is it?you had some fight in college or girlfriend problem?what is it?
Himanshu-I kind of like someone in the college.She is very beautiful and..wait do you have problem if i talk about this with you?Your husband or children won't mind right?
Mahi-Actually himansh i don't have anyone to call my husband or kid.
Himanshu-Oh great! Oh i mean..
Mahi-Oh i hear that spark in your voice what is it ?come out with it.
Himanshu-Mahi i love you!
(She was on cloud nine and couldn't believe her ears)
Mahi-Don't you like someone in college?Why did you have to say it to someone that too me,your teacher?
Himanshu-Because Mahi i can't stop feeling the way i feel for you.Do you feel the same way?If you don't then i promise i would leave this college and have admissions done some place else away from you..
Mahi-Himansh I love you too..but..
Himanshu-But what?
Mahi-You and i are student and teacher,we cannot breach this relation and code of conduct.
Himanshu-Oh come on love doesn't understand any of these.I have always admired your words,you,your attitude,your smile and what not..I am so much in love with you and don't know any other way to say it.
Mahi-Meet me on braige beach.Today 9 o'clock if you don't have problem in your house with your  parents.
Himanshu-Yes I'll be there.


They hang up and then they meet at 9 o'clock on braige beach.There is this moonlight glowing on the cascading waves,gentle breeze is flowing.Mahi is there in a white dress,bathed all in the light of moon,sitting with crossed legs,staring into the unending sea and her eyes speak like never before.Her pink lips were a delight to watch at,her long black hairs flowing down her back,eyes held a innocent wish and heart yearned.Himanshu comes and sits beside her.She holds him tight and embraces him and he can hear muffled voices.She is uncontrollable and crying.She has never thought that she would have an opportunity to hold the person she had loved first time in her life and according to her which was impossible.
Himanshu slowly raised her chin and spoke to her with a low and sweet voice "You i don't know..i feel like i have been meant to connect to you this way only.I love you so much ,words would be surely too less to tell you..(while saying all this he wiped her tears)
Mahi looked up in his eyes with red eyes and sighed..she felt like watching a dream in front of her eyes.She couldn't believe the reality.Her heart beat like a million times in a minute..or so she thought.
they didn't ask about each other..they didn't want to ask what was their past and what will there future be like..they just knew one thing and that was just love.


Yes it's difficult to think like it.People say only love won't suffice every need of yours but when you really do fall in love ,you'll surely know the magic it does ,the fireworks it explodes,the way it brighten ups the day,the heavenly feeling of being on cloud nine..it's imaginary but very close to reality of what wonders love can do.Just feel the present..past has gone..future is to be of what you do in your present.It didn't matter to them whether one was old or young,all that meant was their frequency,their need to be complete with each other,the need for two imperfect beings to unite in perfection...Love was all in the night air,the moon seemed to glow more than ever,the breezes played with her hairs and tousled his as well.That night was their own creation and the future will be too..It was pure without the hunger of lust,just to drown and indulge in the beauty of a SOUL.


Does age really matter in love(it's your view)?
Does age really matter in love(society says :) ?
Does society means more than love?


Sweet-bitter sensations,sparkling magic all around..cupid strikes it's arrow and love is all that spreads in the air.
P.S.-The questions can be answered in the comments or can be just thought about.. :)

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Insomnia

Each pore of cut that was made,

with the blade digging deep.

Each crimson drop that fell.

Like the falling grains of time.

Watching the infinity in front of eyes,

it seem to be never ending.

But it had a point; 

from where he may start a fresh.

Lonesome soul possessor, 

body without a heart inside,

mind that was clogged and plagued.

Touch that was not able to reach any human. 

Ghastly silence that got created, 

everywhere it roamed in infinity.

The cold wind that were blowing through the hole.

Burning the desires high and ferocious.

Meanings of words lost in the air.

Feel vanished in an instant.

Deciphering the codes was impossible.

Eyes that were not shutting at all,

heavy and in need of something.

The poison that ran through the flesh,

bitten he was by insomnia.

Five Star..

One drop of blue it covered in peace,

One drop of brown it gave stability,

One drop of transparency seeps congeniality,

One drop of Red ignites desires,

One drop of purity it indulges true self.

The five styling elements,

Water,earth,air,fire and quintessence.

Shaping the cosmos as unique embodiment.