Posted by: Rustic on: January 28, 2010
swirling around listless as if crazy
when right or wrong ceases to be hazy
buoyant ripples of its crazy frenzy
surge into jubilation in a jazzy fancy
wiggling between what is right or wrong
when thoughts go insane & play ping pong
euphoric strokes of its exhilarating song
take us over the seventh heaven all along
fighting every fear to lose her on the way
when mettle goes feeble and begins to sway
its enchanting intoxication begins to play
a wily game on the sly with the intention to slay
Posted by: Rustic on: January 17, 2010
PS..i really wish it comes back to me..i know it’ll come back to me someday…
Posted by: Rustic on: January 12, 2010
Posted by: Rustic on: November 29, 2009
a thousand miles away from you
yet alwaz so near so close to you
every moment reminds me of you
mere thought makes me one with you
diving deep into the sea of hues
i emerge into your world..my muse
stunned to see you all over dat cruise
i wish to live forever amidst your charming views
wondering at d stars twinkling in the sky
i set out on my flight of fancy in a high
only to find d stars nervous, conscious & shy
in front of your lovely aura hard to eclipse or defy
looking at the clouds flying high above the mountains
when i try to find you somehow..amidst their charming reigns
i see your reflection in every drop..as they pour down in lovely rains
yet i miss you in every drop which slips away from my anxious hands..
PS..we could be far but we would never be so far…
Posted by: Rustic on: October 18, 2009
millions of colors in my love’s expanse
sea-full of shimmer..anxiety within immense
countless stars in my dream..so intense
sky-full of clouds..uncertainity looms dense
sunshine every morning belies all my fears
fading beams eclipse hope..bring out tears
moon smiles every night..soothes and cheers
gloomy darkness pervades..delight disappears
clouds form a zillion shapes in myriad ways
sometimes a lovely couple..sometimes a maze
floating in my own bubble..dazed in her craze
i fear to come out & lose her in a blinding blaze..

PS..i only fear to lose her…but won’t lose her
Posted by: Rustic on: July 19, 2009
I am not so good, I am so much bad
I dont know this, I dont know that
Good for nothing, I carry this tag
Things entice me, I hop on all of them
Continue nothing, never let anything stem
Good for nothing, all of them condemn
I start things, But not to finish
All the zeal soon tends to diminsh
Good for nothing, thats why they admonish
I run along, but not long enough
That makes the race rough and tough
Good for nothing, thats why they rebuff
I let my moods swing and sway so easily
That anyone and anything can fling me quickly
Good for nothing, thats why they say constantly
I expect people to talk and befriend me
But never try to set my inhibitions free
Good for nothing, thats why they decree
I dream a lot, but work less and less
Waiting for some angel to come and bless
Good for nothing, I must confess
Every morning, I take up a pledge
To curb my impulses & keep myself on edge
But my propensity drives me down the wedge
Good for nothing, thats why they allege

PS…many a times its necessary that we criticize ourselves to bring out best in ourselves !!
Posted by: Rustic on: June 3, 2009
she loves me..she loves me not
may be she is just waiting to give a nod
or may be she is just shy or thinks a lot
she loves me..she loves me not
her smile belies all my silly doubts
but sometimes drifts me in hazy clouds
may be she is also eager to tie the knot
she loves me..she loves me not
her love gives my dream, wings to fly high
but her cute fury gives my tummy, butterflies
may be i am just dumb to sense her winsome plot
she loves me..she loves me not..

PS..“The poetry is all in the anticipation, for there is none in reality” …Mark Twain
Posted by: Rustic on: May 2, 2009
search the theme of search
search the need of search
search the basis of search
search the ways of search
search for ideas of search
search the facts for search
search the journals for search
search the projects for search
search for the love of search
search for the purpose of search
search but do not re-search
do the original real-search
for real search will only give
moments of ‘eureka’ to live !!

PS..just wore the hat of a research scholar for a few moments…but on parallel lines, don’t you think life’s an eternal quest for every one of us to search for our own moment of ‘eureka’ !!
Posted by: Rustic on: April 25, 2009
however scary the path may be
however hazy the situation may be
there’s always a glimmer at the end of tunnel
sun always turns down night is a fact eternal
mind may be cluttered with doubt
logic might be covered with cloud
ideas always come when they are least expected
peaks exist only because troughs are resurrected
sometimes wishes seem to be elusive
however hard we may try to be progressive
there’s always a dream hidden deep inside our hearts
visualize it just everyday and reach for the stars!!

PS…here’s one my fav quotes from my all time fav movie series Rocky….”it ain’t about how hard ya hit. It’s about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done!”
Posted by: Rustic on: April 25, 2009
Once upon a time
a project took shape
everybody was happy
everything looked great
users expected a lot
team didnt give it a thought
demands were never ending
CF250 always remained pending
anyways with time coding started
never to complete on a path uncharted
code changes continued endlessly
in the absence of DPMM rules..seriously
delivered optimum design & solution
but too late for any kind of retribution
client had lost confidence and trust
someone had to bring back faith with a thrust
onsite woke up from a good sleep
only to face issues in heaps and leaps
offshore struggled to balance somehow
took all charge thereafter with a vow
rigorous followups and several nights
strict monitoring with blows and bites
although turned into a nightmare in real sense
but brought back control, clarity & confidence
approved design docs and test plans
were the key things missing from project plan
ownership was not methodical and on right shoulders
ultimately team had to bear the brunt in boulders
all said and done…all is well if it ends well
hardwork atlast bore fruits and rang right bells
things smoothened and gradually turned hunky dory
happy days returned back and we won back our glory

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