Sidelines of Ecstasies

"In the wake of his empyrean...he's the foremost to have taken a nibble of the dominion's prime ecstasy.....just to lose all...for the next momentary bliss..." -- The seekers of the meridian bathe the profoundness....aye !!  " to the rapport of the mysterical unboxings...and some topical strategies.....the mystics of the shores still crumble the lying shells...: ' Over the distasteful futures   To the glorious nights....   from the disapproval of perceptions   to the union of apprehensive yearnings...' he's seen that all... for some days...do not live up with the new dimes and the watered ones ....are simply the beauty of rhymes ' where crimps go beyond the fusion   old retinas' pair gets lost to the preclusion..   Those tears that she treasured....   forgive the impounding way of the new grasslands......   every-time.....   every single fucking time..." ### To the songs of the ages....and the aftergu...

Infinite catalyst of earth's high-flown southern province ( now because of the valid proximity, of course you know the name :) ) & some other things (that obviously can just be felt rather than being written about) were lying ahead of him..... in the very deary eyes that he would've ever seen and the improbable gestures that he received from her as the tokens of mildly pasteurized love.. The innocence of destruction, with soft promises.... like the ones which he witnessed the last time when he barely knew the definition of simple love or of the world that wasn't adequate enough for mere fiscal things..... And now........ the clasped things were there, unsparingly ahead those lustrous eyeballs that....., in their own virtues had vouch for a thousand centuries.,. "A memoir of the incidental past he used to carry then....a shattered chain of old silver springs.,. escorting some unknown chatters in the street outside...(which often,still reminded of their ...

so on the counts.......all of you are living up on a  aggregated gases along with the vacuum and then.......are told that there are a billion other such galaxies out there too....again with billions of other planets,stars and constellations.....oh i forgot that there are other organisms too......leave the million other species on your own planet.....and wait.....your whole problem is in toxic relationships....that you chose yourself.....to work for some other people or say government or corporations just to get access to another your fellow's made entity called money......and there you get to know the real rank of yours comparing yourself on the criterion of education ( is it education though ? ) , then on some stuffs like clothes....homes.....some idiotic accessories .......and wait.....the list has not even started for your dreams.... ( inception of whose was always in the things which you saw on internet,.in your peers smiles., on the television ) , then you think....is it bad ...

like.....I told ya....,that she's still that beautiful...... More than words..... More than beauty.... Just like him :) here's another one from the vault...: a natural symphony .......is how he addressed it to her.....while she was just about to sleep....the night prior to the yesternight....somehow....the heiress (only) of frosted mountains....sleeps a lil too early now a days.....they say <he does..,de facto>........."one must be prepared with swords and knives of all sorts......the expeditions don't leave anything spare...." so they talked a bit more.....(of everything)..., # MIRROR OF THE UNKNOWN CASCADE # ---Dafuq does he gets to know about his own questions?? -^Who? ---You. +-+ -^His own said reflection is there.... Who asks him diametric questions for the unsolved ones...... ---Just like a puzzle for another puzzle?? -^!!! Aye ---so found that mirror?? -^never had that deftness to ask the mirror itself if it was mine :) ----They must be...

a thing or two passed by..,..yes...along the (those i must say ;) ) jabberings..., ... and like it was said...in her realm ...from the forefathers of obscure chastity." "" thy have a feast....under the blue umbrella....    sometimes in the darkest hours...    with a defined longingness to yearn for...    a new deja~vu of their dreams...    just for {the one's} hunt....        wassails like these never end ....     fool's paradise this is for some.,    perks of melodies for some...     reasons are unreasonable at times..    & of course....almost everytime...    a tiramisu is there....kept aside for him....     for they believe in the legends they have been talking about..    canvas is ready ....always like it has been...always it be thus!    salvations need not end in mesmerising things....but they do...   rains need not end ...

Wasn't sacred completion...... So she read again...., ### FOR THEY RAIN UPON THE BLINDING DUST... OVERLYING HEARTS..., TRUE BODIES... AND UNFELT SOULS.... so BEtter BE A BIT MORE GENTLE....**### More than what those five senses can decode, along the mystical musical themes of nature.... ((It's a speck btw)),. perceiving now was easy... with that own...Unique vibrational signature..,& those other realms,just happen to be elevated.... { that light was knowledge}}.., her answers were absolute... And complete till now..., " there's a new world out there.... Where the aura is more than this bio-field " ...a new realm.... Ahead of the skies... Lights that once drenched her...with the rain... Far away from those physicalities... A new born she was....once again....:) Then.... #archiocortex still on the senses.... This time with him... Moralities fade out from then.... #straightOutta it is now., as far as she saw... This was the fruition.... ""., ...

there again goes the spiel for the unprecedented part.... :) like the unrivaled haze of the ever going titillation .. oblivious of every anguished oracle... soon came the day where accord was re-written..... somehow .....far this time...... much farther than those devious perimeters of the mind,. delusion were still ahead.....just for the very existence of theirs... ambushed along the whole game .... (( The Game Of The End.....remember ?? !!! ))  {{   http://xvarroanx.tumblr.com/post/110544387253/the-game-of-end    }} for this time its not conquest.....:)  <<as expectedly unexpected ;) >> walk over the multitudes......dive in deserts... like the curbs of their gettin' bleary... once again along the lines...... perennial this time .......though.... sounds of snicker....surpassing the moment..... striking the only prowess of her minute reck dipping the inescapable dream of the only significant beloved... till the only resting...

Its all up there .....in that small box between your ears.... like it used to be... numerous phases come in that organism's life whom we refer to as "human" ...almost every single day.....moment by moment....which then become days....weeks ...months...n then years.., some moments...are like of our hard earned money or long kept secrets...... we just want to be wd dem in our so called time spaces of "seclusion" ......these are the things which we believe would make us feel alive in our moments ahead of tomorrow....those people which ones were so close to us...those emotions that we self-induced in ourselves....as a result of watching others.....as a result of learning the human history.....as a result of wanting to taste the feeling of societies....friendships.....and several other undefined profane things.....((materialism...instead of being ruled over by since years....has been consistently doomed)),.. reminded about how bad things generally s...

Mind.....is not a thing.... It's an activity..... an image maker... and it operates....by law.., simply !!!! every single thought...is conspired to be the perfect most....in every sense though.., somehow...it is reflected ....it is reflected in the very sense of human behavior... nevertheless....this all.....wholepacked case ..of.. epics...stories...have been the most fav of humans..but there's a world....which relates to more interesting things ....things...which just start where normal human imagination ends.... hallucinations ...full phase imaginations....lucid dreaming....there are various things...numerous terms which are yet to be given to these bundle of thoughts....but that doesnt cease their perpetuation in this so called "realistic" world.., Every single thing we see., every single thing we come in contact with.....every single thing we feel.... is a mere illusion... but the ironical point is.....that every "that" single illusion...

As it had happened the last time......this is a bit different from that one...but the treacherous feelings may misguide you... once again.... the wishes you had ....still in your heart....moments ago when you woke up today's morning... were quite awesome in themselves.... the desires you had taken steps for..... <<called resolutions ;) >> were once again lagged behind by those barriers of so called "time-wasting term" ever in your life.....you have had till now....did ""you""...really thought you wasted that part in your fun ? no...then what's the need to pay a heed to anyone's sayin ? the friends who were once best friends....those crushes....who were lovers' of some other friend of yours..... they all can't determine the essence of "you" in this universe.... you know...its like....leaves ...on trees....which come for a specific season ....then they fall .... just to make the tree more beautiful fo...

the world of self obsessed being is going to take upheavel of certain sorts once again ....., as it was always in a point of discovery for me....and now...it will be seen for a long time that yeah ...a parallel universe do exists in this world.... people like us....a person like me who still is typing words on blogger somewhere....a person like u ...who's reading these characters somewhere in the same manner.... this all is just the same having similar connections as we do have with our parents.....n u know what....they are our parents....and there are so ""called""few best friends in our lives coz somewhere.....the particle energy theory of einstein is working in a sleeping mode....here too the wishes we have in our lives....they get fulfilled...depending upon the intensity of frequecies that are radiated by you in this nature... you cant read every book that is published in this world... but while reading a few of those which u do read in ur liv...

to you goes my morning.......the temptations of that beautiful face... makes me everyday fall in love with it.. one of the rarest things that leave no doubt of God.., is this was what i waited so long for ? got everything in those soft arms my love... speech as the whisphering grass... praise like the silent sky... her charm is deceptive....beauty is fleeting.... but the lady just fears the Lord... isn;t she worth of praising /// favour is deceitful....beauty is vain....but till how long will she stand these quotes.. being a mterialistic thing of this materialistic world though....she deserves all this.., so what for being along with the end too.... but the thing that matters is win.....win for her.,

yeah.......like the broken glass of an hour clock....like the forever ticking sunshine over the globe.. once again......m alone....shattered....but calm... wishes are not there... have accomplished everything i wanted to .... n now....i can go on..... peacefully., its just the inference of all the quitness quotes that once u had stated being with me the one's which u said in fun.. now is the reality of my life  wil take time to understand that this world just salutes the rising sun.... but i still will regain something.....wont back down..... for the sake of the reality that i existed in for the reality that i was for the thing that existed and suddenly worsened up i .........will........be back

D day I had met her on my way.... D way she tried 2 feel me.,looked at me.......cared 4.... . . n watched silently.....♥♥♥ is just goin' 2 be in this mind........4eva... She never tried 2 say it.......when was close 2 me......but always told me that.......she did....in dat unhidden spark in her eyes.....  Her warm breathe .....is still felt somewhere.....when m alone.., gazing at the stars ......n trying to live in the past.., D way she made me feel........was......just incredible...,  she never knew........but she did....., Nobody loved me that way........as the way she did... as the way she made me to see... It's all about the caress my beloved used to shower on me.,.,... MaY be tHis is what.......is called......""L♥Ve""  =============================XV===============================

Life is too short to describe.,sometimes you get to know this truth at somegood person's death. Whateva u achieve , can't be termed as a mere illusion,.coz u earn it. Sometimes.,in your youth , you get a ...in fact you feel like you get a random energy which is highly radiating and you just want to break all the barriers of this world.. The person who pushes himself against all those odd things.. whether he has even lost that too much radiating energy gets to look at death in a closer view .,. Yes.,death can tell you many things which you ever can't think about. When we are happy,we think or wish we could be so all the way long... Really , life is very.....very short .. The world never sees the man who comes second ,,, They remember ,...but not so Death is not a humiliating subject. It's a matter of getting closer approach .......<to what....u have to find > U get old working throughout your whole life,...see at the whole journey.,,...and find it as gradu...