Sandeep Kulshrestha's Poetry

  The day has definitely some meaning as this is the day I reflect on the memories and my time spent with you on educated gossip, platonic ideals and situations galore where we talked, shared dreams and imagined surreal fantasies, is precious and serendipitous it is rare to have a heart that resonates with my mind and you have touched a piece of my world love is not just a one-dimensional construct beyond lovers there are those intangible, unexpressed cohorts of togetherness of mind-share, intellect and mutual comfort within close bonds of friendships une affaire intellectuelle Happy Valentine's day! let every other day be rejoiced with serenity of our being

  Whenever I do this thought experiment after looking at this causal inference from the look of your eyes and then close mine my breathing changes and I feel the sensation of a beating heart even in the palm of my hands, those you had touched when we had met Can someone seriously feel these sensations?   my mind questions all of this and I have to nod, in affirmative and I decipher that evasive philosophies, all the clutter that reason and logic define is subservient to my raw instinct which has nothing in it but you and your different emotions, forms, and surrealism   can I love you in parts? shall I start with eyes, gorgeous laughter or that perpetual curiosity, that energizes a broken heart? or that warmth, which for no reason limits my choice of verse?   when I imagine you  I enter the space of your innocence and in the background somewhere I hear  soothing piano notes, as I hold you close and shelter you from your predicaments