My bright green tool !

Every time I come here, it feels weird. No not for some earth absorbing philosophical reason, just a plain simple icon of '+' , which stands for new post, in a florescent green. It looks happy for no reason, with always the same shade of glee. It just feels weird to press on it when I am utterly irritated, can't wait to just puke (well couldnt find a better word) in my virtual diary, and here it comes, punctuating my thoughts. Just for once but then it just leaves an impression. Makes me feel wierd. To press on a synthetic haappy green to tell my sob, slob, happy, whiny, thinking, calculating,aspiring, in-love or even synthetic story!!

Be-libas means...

Be-libas means...

Stripped,
Running naked,
In the middle of wherever you want to be,
Unseen , and seeing all that you want to,
Without any shame,
You see all that you had simply never seen,
overlooked or blindfolded,
and even when you tried,
Could you overcome
the shame,
for your body,
for the Self,
What was it ?
Modesty,
A practised shame,
Inside and outside,

You wish you could throw away,
this 'libas' .

P.S.: I have thrown away mine in this virtual world. I am happy i am nude.....somewhere!

be-libas

I want to wake up once again,
naked,
in the grasp of nothing but my imagination,
in the knowledge of nothing,
and in the memory of nowhere.

I want to wake up in the lap of wotelse..but love,
And see nothing but that,
to see my body through the eye of lust,
May be a lust for love.

I want to chase nothing,
and i would be lying if i say,
don't want to be chased by anything.
I look at the mirror and wonder how would I be twenty years from now,
what would remain and what will I see?

and in all this i die,
my desire to be liked ,
to be loved,
by an unknown stranger, who doesnt care.
of the desire to be loved by you , the milions,
of being famous, of being nothing but just the zypher of vanity.
of deying to myself that I actually want to be that,
to live in that pretence of intelligence,
to live in the categories of our creation,
and approved by the acceptence from you and me.