Sandeep Kulshrestha's Poetry

Your aura is consistently brewing in my intractable mind need I say I am drenched in it? the day I met you, and it is so recent like the flower that has bloomed  in this spring of transcendence the beating heart and the soulful parleys co-existed, at least for me, in those three hours the beguilement of your demeanor  and the insights of your innocence it is all embedded in the cells of my prefrontal cortex, refusing to vanish, reluctant to let-go I cannot detach your thoughts from my current state of meditative nonchalance and that is how it has to be as a strain of Sun  touches the feet when I write this at the cusp where the departing winter morning seduces in its spell I can't help but smile and close my eyes I am smitten in a most undiscernible way It is subtle in many ways, definitely profound from another version of my own truth and there are few side effects my intellect has become more illuminated and I am charmed into new  horizons of hope I cannot really e...

I think and thoughts meddle in my thinking when I have visions of you those visions I envisage are uniquely mine you will not relate to those truths So I don't transfer them In your delicate, uncluttered mind   I can't imagine how you process Your thoughts of me From the signs I see From my naive disposition I see a template of acceptance, some uncanny space of joy that I perceive in your laughter makes me get more reasons to think of you   A friend says that one can't intellectualize relationships Am I doing it? I do not know I just let myself loose completely As freely as I can In a calm sense of being A terse emptiness in knowing I belong It may all be momentary satiation of small desires Yet I want to think of you more I do not have any version of you I have tried to empty my mind And in this vacuum of dichotomous ideas All I see is you

I do not imagine your tresses as they fall on your shoulders, I do not admire you overwhelmingly then although I do look but not with expressions of callous flirtations but of perhaps awe or maybe a mild appreciation what if i say this now that in my subconscious reality your presence has a beauty of its own mind you it is not really therapeutic or meditative but it does makes my head argue with my heart I do look at your eyebrows when you are contemplative your eyes laugh when you do and i can gather the ripened moment when you wish to cry or seek comfort I imagine spending time with you and i most certainly look for you in my dreams, creating ripples of Innocent joys In my own way, I am smitten by your feminine swagger and love the way you share your stories I enjoy visiting book shops, cafes and libraries with you or any place where you want to be where I can get inspired by your effervescence and our ...