Dark Idea

* I knew the burn-out bulbs all these while would mean one thing or another.

I chose, another.

Gazelle

I knew I could do something out of the Ikea packaging's waste.

Idea Shopping

We spend A few week's end shopping.

Of ideas for the taking.

With the eyes which could afford,

to pay for the needle in the haystack.

Out from the box.
Ideas are up for the taking.
As we spent those few week's end, shopping.


* Lets do this again.

It Was This Time Last Year : 18th February

When I Hold Your Hand.

When I Hung The Dream.

When I Open Your Book.

Where I Sunk My Face.

Where I thought I should be.


ANNUAL of You & Me

Ruffles

The ruffles aren't necessary.

Looks fun but dodgily ugly.

Looks lame but actually timeless.

When It is right, it feels nice, & look awesome.

But I don't see ruffles everywhere.

Only under my sleeve.

* * * * *

*

Valentine - 14th FEB

Is When You Are Not Mad At Me.

The End Review

Drinking from a breaking Glass would risk a bloody absorption,
Writing on a Shredding Paper would make you writes bigger,
...

Things were not on par were such a disaster.
Things were not levelled is such a brain teaser.

U may hate me as much as I hate you.
And I will hate you as much as U hate me.

The least that we will be on par.
We were at equilibrium.

At Last.
And Begin.

Fathers Trip

Dad,

This is the thing that I enjoy doing.
Presuming You enjoyed the ride,
Presuming You expected the height,
Presuming You see what I'ved sighted.

Dad,

I Wan't more often of this,

as I shoudn't Be this far,
I shouldn't be this Silent,
I shouldn't grew unnoticed,
I shouldn't be what Im not.

Dad,

This is what your evening snacks fill me,
What your daily ride brought me,
What your hunting trip cathes me,

I weren't there for mom.

This is What her drawings, drawing me,
Where her hands, holding me,
What her cooks, nourishes me,
What her pains, heals me,

What time has treasured.

We dint went that far,
But it was wide, was bright,
Fractures of glad & overwhelmed releives.

Dad,

closer.

Arifdani 27th Jan 2010

The Elder Brother Fifth Child.

First Son.

First Grandson.

First Boy Nephew.


* & I went shopping as like the boy is mine.

Avatar

I Had Once Visioned Making This,
I Have Dreamt About Making This,

Nature Promotion..
Love Re Rendered..

* Cameron's Best Storytelling
Emotional Scenescapes.

2010 - Breathe Out

Turn On The Lights.
Its A New Familiar Color.

* New Year Note. Take A Deep breath in.

Time To Breathe Out.

Humanitizer

Sickening Parasites.
Hung on to me like that that itch after a long shower...

I don't work to cover your ass.
I don't earn to lay the pillow before your head.
& I don't trasure your shits and smiles.

Go On with your blood suckings... You will profited my bloody blessings.
I dont deal with trash & parasites...

I just don't dwell,

I don't lay out grins,
I'm just counting on your cents,
Pity on your senses.

Captured

Inside Secured Closure

November Incidences

Things Are Well with Hearts.
Things Are Well with Heatlh.
Things Are Quite Well with Past Months, Days & Hourly Events.

Up to this moment, the Joyride glides firm,
on matte surface,
and low easy going velocities.

*Velocities varies.

Re-Blootgh

Last Resort for A Long Cold Night.
ReBooting Insanities.

Returned To Where You Dwell

To the center of the Universe.

Eyes Wide Open

Spreading bedsheets are not for me to lie down and sleep,
Dripping showers are not for my dry body to cools off,
&
Opened doors are not for peeping interiors.

Before the usual stepping forward,
there's always a trigonometric readings..
there's always an analytical seamings...
there's always some figures projecting.

Your eyes aren't looking,
If your head isn't thinking.

Your head wasn't thinking,
If you are still unsettled.

We Are On Track

No need to argue,
No need to be sad,
No point of enjoying the anger.

For all these dots in time and all the results were all so far from luck and co-incidents.

All are meant to be.
All are meant to work that way,
and all are meant to last that long.

For those all are the Jizz,
of the thing we did ate,
of the height that we climb,
of the thoughts we dwelled on,
the skin we are made in,
and of the road we chose to travel.

No need to argue,
no need to blame,
sit back and relax,
sit back & redha.

I was busy

That week was long and strechy.
But in all the tense of work I found ease and planted heart at home.
Always hope that it could be slightly different.
Slightly more space for breathing.
Slightly more space for gazing.
Slightly rooms for improvements.
Slightly more of the insufficients,
and less of these singularity.

*Disturbed / Remoulded

One or two things that were drawn on the wall.
Two or three things that were seen in the drawings.
Three or four things that can be explain.
Five things to think back.

All the things were quite graphic and emotional.

For me it was weird. But nothing is unexplainable.

For me it was just my feelings, that were disturbed and re-moulded.