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 say it with a hidden brew of amorous dreams of not too much of subtlety the thoughts never cease to accept that's it's a version of love one which is rare undefinable, unclear it gets replenished when I watch her face through the prism of my random emotions I find the heart telling it's own language enhanced heartbeats joyful waits long drives unhealthy nibbles at a cafe the healthy bites of casual discussions the nuances of smiling to self an euphoric teen like feeling all of this emerges not with sobriety for sure the messenger nudges the message but the certainty of all of this is pleasing yet painful the greens and the reds and the yellows the colors so vivid like her persona and my precarious thoughts it is all so alarmingly exciting and wholesome just like her endless giggles