I want a Child

From you

as Eternity!!!

Darling!!!

You are my

Spiritual Wife!!!

PLEASE

Let me know

What is the

Use of this Carnal Life?!!!

So I want a Child

From you as Eternity!!!

Who alone can serve

This teeming and

Unconscious humanity!!!

ONE: Simply because:

Child is the Father of Man!!!

So Dearest Darling!!!

My Erotica!!! Or carnal Africa!!!

I am in search of

A Magical Land;

Where there shall be

I and You

On the Golden Sand!!!

Where waves

Of Knowledge

Shall be cooing

Like amorous dove,

Where breeze within

Shall arouse

Our soothing

And awakened love!!!

Where we shall run around,

Like a puppy and kitten;

Where you shall paw me,

And I shall be smitten!!!

Where you shall quarrel,

And I shall amend!!!

As I am in the search of

Such Beautiful Land!!!

TWO:

In the presence of Stars,

We shall marry;

For secrets of Life,

To continue and carry!!!

To have lives from Life,

Our lives shall strive!

Then Life as Child,

Shall surly arrive!!!

Thus

The Search of that Land,

Shall happily end,

Then we shall play

On the Golden Sand!!!

Conclusion!!!

But I find that

You are searching

Some one else!!!

And I am alone in the

Search of the Magical Land!!!

Awaiting your Emails!!!

: (

-Vithal Patel

Part: One: When you

Do not email me

Then I feel as if

Garlanded by

The stones of pains

Drowning into the sea of

Despairs and unhappiness!

And there I get

The darkest shadow of

My impending Death

And nothing else!!!

TWO:

For me, you just became

A selfish and salty shell

But never become a pearl!

Now I feel

Wounded and wasted

By the wanton effects of

My wasted tears!

Drowning there unto

And as propelled by

Your preplanned hatreds

Now I reach the bottom of

My insolvent Love

And thus I got nothing else!!!

THREE:

You have been falling on me

As my tearful sleepless nights!

But never became my Lights!!!

Now I feel that

I am the difference

Between the night and light!

Then drowning into

The Galaxy of my one-sided

And unenlightened Love

And there I am getting

Your cruelest of repartees

And nothing else!!!

Continued >>>>>

Part: Two: When you

Do not Email me

FOUR:

Once upon a time

You were my life, love and music!

Now I feel that

I am the broken voice of

My grieving heart and

Your conscience terrific!!!

Now I again drown into

The sea of enticing

But the most cunningest of

Your feminine words!!!

And then I count the pieces of

My love-torn and broken heart

Doing nothing else!!!

FIVE:

You had promised

The pleasures unto Eternity!

But how

You vanished as the lightening!!!

Woman!!! Thy name is vanity!!!

You have turned me into

Your lovely emails-sot!!!

Now without your Emails

I drink that intoxicating poison!

And drown / drowse myself

Into the sea of

Death inducing glasses!!!

There I get your memoirs

As the hiccup of hell

And what else?

Darling!!! Nothing else!!!

SIX:

Finally: My days are numbered!

You do not even shed

Even a tear for my last breath!!!

Now I feel

How wanton and useless I am,

Always, coz of you,

Drowning into the sea of

Wasted and the injurious time!!!

There also

My skeleton of Love

Gets stabbed by you

And nothing else!!!

SEVEN:

OK. Darling!!!

You may not cry over

My un-inherited dead body!!!

But at least have

A sarcastic look at

This is living dead body;

Which is me!!!?

Without your emails?!!!!!

-Vithal Patel

To

My

Dearest

Love-Lady

Clown!!!

In the Circus of

Love or Life:

Like that

We are all clowns,

But I have noticed that:

Your mindless

Mind is indeed comic

That is why

I have become

So realistic!!!

I know

Your life is tragic

But you have made

My life idyllic!!!

Darling PLEASE note:

That our

Scores of Emails

Can't become

Just a bunch of

Memoirs nostalgic:

It is

The true cravings of

One Body

One Heart and

One Soul

Full of Love

Exclusively romantic

On my part!!!

Any how

Lucky I am

That on your part

You are at least

Some what sympathetic

Yet

I do not

Want to thank you

Unless I alone

Can make

Our lives

TOGETHER

Rare and fantastic!!!

I know

Being beautiful

You are cruel

Anyhow I love you

So repeatedly I promise

To abide only by

YOUR DECISIONS

Which are assured

To be

SANS LOVE

SANS LOGIC!!!

Always bent

On fight

Like that

you offer

Repeatedly

Love and Light

But you must know

I am as innocent

As a Lamb in Love

Very pious and meek

Still you send me

Confusing emails

Well, I do not know

Though I have

Already, honestly

And readily surrendered

Still why you play

The game of

Carrot and Stick?!!!

Do not think

That I am hurt

Sad or unhappy

I just love you

Love you

Tooooo much

To the extent

I do not know

I am sane or

ECCENTRIC!!!

Males are Culprits:

Females are Jails !!!

I know My Sweet Heart!!!

To get married soon

You are indeed anxious!!!

May be pregnant since years?!!!

However I feel

True Love as

The Call of Conscience

So before getting us married

Think profound and be conscious!!!

ONE:

Pleasures lie in the pursuits!!!

Now

I am pursuing you; And I know that;

In my approach; I may be wrong!

And

You can avoid me; As I know that;

In your approach; You may be right!

Thus thinking otherwise; Sometimes we get torn

And this infighting; And this inner conflict;

Of various Facets of; Our personalities imperfect;

Does inflict

A Spiritual wound; Which only time can heal!

So Dear Miss Spiritual Cobra!

You should think; And then only act;

So let our affair; Be some what long!

And thinking otherwise; Sometimes we are reborn

TWO:

Male: A Freedom Loving Bird!!!

And foreseeing future;

I do predict; That haste is waste

Slow and steady; Wins the race!

But with Conscience; One must be strict;

Then follows a Spiritual Fate

Which even; The Time can't seal!…

Now; I am pursuing you; And I know that;

In my approach; I may be wrong!!!

You are also wrong!!! As every one likes that Poisonous Snake's Apple!!!

STOP PRESS:

Then in that case; You can forgive me!

Then there after; You should forget me!!

So at lest; You shall be You!!!

I shall be my "ME"!!!

And finally; At least I shall be free!!!

Because I know

Being a male; Love is a jail

And the name of; The Jail is Female!!!

For every Male ,

This so called; Feeble Fe-male is a Jail!!!

For every Male , Female is a Jail!!!

But sensuous and a Lovely jail!!!

-Vithal Patel

ABOUT

THE UNCONSCIOUS MISS COBRA!!!

Unconsciouly she

Behaved to herself

As if she was a cobra

Actually She is

An Innocent dove!!!

Self Mesmerized;

My She was loitering;

In the Garden of Life

Without understanding

The implication of Love!

Or without Knowledge!!!

She happened to

Come across me!!!

But she could not recognize me!!!

ONE:

Her Serpentine and

Perpetual Ignorance!!!

NOW SHE WAS CONFIDENT

That She would succeed;

To infuse love poison

Into my or others system!!!

AS THERE CAME THE TIME !

When

one does not remain static;

But strives to grow;

Then One may become

Sublime-n-Divine!!!

But the suffering is the must

So in the bundles of suffering

THERE CAME THE TIME!

But being ignorant,

Childish and wildish,

She never knew

That immature Love is nothing

but evaporates like drops of dew!!!

Leaving responsibilities, burdens

And sufferings behind

With unending torturous disasters

For a fragile feminine Heart and Mind!!!

And my Dear!!!

In the Garden of Love;

If there are the thorns of pains;

Then there are Ferns;

Cherry-Blossoms; And Hawthorns;

And thus confused

There was My She; There was the sky!!!

Then having suffered heavily

She thought:

Where is my Real Love

Who is my real "ME";

Who alone can become

My only Eye!!! Or My only "I"?!

And here the Knowledge initiates

When one searches

the real "ME" OR the real "I"!!!

Then she wept

And sat there; Like a Cobra

Prepared but confused?!!!

Any how

I as the Universe of Love

Initiated the Music of Love

Based on the Ultimate Trust

To which she listened

Being very very amused!!!

Once upon a time she was wild;

Now she has become

As innocent as a new-born child!!!

Then she laughed at Her-Self

Said: Oh!!! Life Is nothing

But the ignorance infused!!!

Then she

was searching me

Now She wanted to become

United and really WE!!!

Instead of her only and lonely "ME"!!!

Continues: please read the next post

Continues from

The previous post

Miss Cobra :

The Liberated!!!

TWO:

HER LIBERATION

INTO DIVINE FAIRY!!!

Now she realizes:

Two intoxicating stops-over;

One: the Nature; Vs. Her nature !

And,

Two: The unlimited; But Concealed;

Sky of Knowledge; Vs. Her unconscious "I"

Then She realized THAT

She also had poorly

self-identified Her-self;

With the false imaginations;

Creating All and

Unnecessary Sufferings for Her!

Then she murmured to Her-Self:

Why Oh!!! Why!!!

I treated him,

My only love recent and

Who is, after, me only?!!!

So abrupt; So bitter?!!!

Then she cried silently

And the Universe had forgiven Her

And She was saved !!!

By the Universe termed as my Love!!!

NOW THERE CAME HER TIME !

Thus Salvaged;

Now She prays God:

THAT Let YOU be in "me";

With your Blessings and Sunshine!!!

AND THEN SHE THANK GOD!!!

AND SAID:

" ONLY GOD ALMIGHTY

And my true Lover

Are my Real Time!!!

Both were there

But I could not recognize them

So Dear God! Do forgive

This pardonable crime!!! "

Her confessions were true!!!

SO NOW CAME HER TIME!!!

Now the Latest Good News is:

SHE IS HEAVILY AND

TRULY PREGNANT !!!

Of course not by me!!!

Yes she is pregnant

Vomiting her ignorance

And developing her inner being

But with Hope Eternal and

With all kinds of Spiritual Songs!!!

As she has also

Pardoned her

And rebuilt her

And forgiven the Universe

For the unbearable sins

And all kinds of wrongs!!!

Dear God!!! Now she is

My Spiritual Love-Squirrel

So do forgive my Miss Ex-Cobra!!!

As She has already got rid of

All kinds of Her abracadabra!!!

Dear God!!!

She is the Love Lady

Truly sublime!!!

And not me

But You have come as her Time!!!

Surely not me

You have come as her Time!!!

-Vithal Patel

TU MAST MAST MASTANI HAI!!!

Tu Pyaar hai; Tu Pyaari hai; Masti hai; Mastani hai!!!

Muze hi bhool jaati ho! Kaisi tu Diwani hai!!!

Swarg me chale gaya:

Vahan Rambha se bhi na pighla!!!
Narad ne fir farmaaya:

Bhejo ise Prithvi par: Jahan, iski Diwani hai!!!

Kitna muze tadpaaogi? Aankho ki katari se?!!!

Fir bhi achchha lagta hai; Aadat jo purani hai!!!

Tere majnoo hai kataron me;

Mai na-chij na-makul hun!!!
Muze hi bata de Pyaari! Tera bhi koi sani hai?!!!

Itne din ke baad; Kyon darshan dene aayi ho?!!!

Tirchhi nazar se dekhti ho!!! Lagta Kayamat aani hai!!!

Mere pagal-pan se thak gayi! Us me mera kasoor nahi!

Teri yaad me bhatkta hun; Aur tuze, pareshaani hai!!!

Teri pyaari yaadon me; Khuda ko bhi bhool gaya hun!!!

Puchho na mai kaun hun?! Bas itni hi kahani hai!!!

Tu Pyaar hai; Tu Pyaari hai; Masti hai; Mastani hai!!!

Muze hi bhool jaati ho! Kaisi tu Diwani hai!!!

-Vithal Patel