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pranoot-hatwar
pranoot-hatwar
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Trails are being rubbed, New bridges are built. Garden are full Of fake plants without roots. Voids of the past, Being tried to heal, Swords are polished, Swords of steel. Shields are up, Guards are out, Its planned and being done, not so loud. Yeah its fake, So disturbed I was , So, I tried to figure, The reason the cause. Its Amongst them all, The blacks and the reds, And All is being done, To be ace of spades
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Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 4:55 AM UTC
The Throne Lust
I inhaled the Whole of Ether, Consumed every minute particle, All the Juvenile Mammoth Stars, Even the Infants, From the Ecstatic Scintillating galaxies, The entire Darkness of the Universe, while the Space was still breathing, And I heard it, Yes, I heard it’s beats still wishing, Wishing for this ice to break, But I can’t hear it anymore, Maybe, it’s desire to breath Extinguished ! Or Maybe, it’s still alive, But, Your Ego was what ‘Silenced’ it !
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC
An Obscure Riddle
Clouds so ‘Dark’ you are, And that’s why you weep, But there’s this ‘Sun’, You’ve been hiding, I could see the Silver lining, Look behind, it was there, It has been and it will be. Or weep out all the pain, Shed those tears upon earth, People won’t mind, sopping up, I’m sure, If that’s worth, someone’s adorable smile!
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC
Your Concealed Smile
The voice in my head, speaks to me, That I could dance in the rain, play around the trees, Paint up the clouds, chase the flies, Lie on the hay, Or could sing with the Jay While I’ll wait for your come back, In the meadows, under the bright blue sky, Where free as a bird, my thoughts could fly.
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 6:57 AM UTC
Free Bird
The dark curtains, of blue and orange, That silver lining, Regularly irregular and strange. Manifested the canvas, Flawlessly with elegance. Yes, picturesque it was, The Story it portrayed.
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May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 3:55 AM UTC
Tale of a Wandering Cloud
My companion were, those fluffy clouds, and the east winds. While I walked and walked around, But as the time slipped, And I was thirsty and sweaty, I stared at the road and realized, Roads are surely the best companion, At least they don’t leave you, Till you reach your destination
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May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC
On the Expedition
Happened to Splurge, Laughed to Joy, Constrained to Judge, Analysed to Define. Shared to Cheer, Thought to Decide, Dissolved to Perish, Promised to Abide. Changed to Accept, Dreamt to Glide, Loitered to Manifest, Wrote to Hide. Confessed to Share, Reacted to Flood, Wished to Embark, Expected. Period.
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May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 8:41 AM UTC
Wrote to Hide
Tangled in the misery of life I walked and walked To untangle those knots Which I realized in the journey till now. Holding that Goblet, Goblet we both discovered with time , The Goblet made of trust and faith, And love and care, The Goblet that reflects the light, The light which was holy, But it is now old, and grungy Portraying marks of all those fierce fights. It's said old Is gold, But sometimes old makes things tender and weak, With time though it seem valued But what degraded was strength. Strength to bear all those screams, Strength to bear Silence. So, clenched the glass, Clenched to fortify it. Never I realized its strength, I trusted the time more, And yes the glass did break, For you left it and I was the only one to protect. Yes glass broke for I clenched it hard. Leaving my palm, Bleeding in red.
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 8:29 AM UTC
Broken Goblet
Why I fostered the flame? Which was on brink of death, From chills of drift, And splash of loath, I fostered the flame, With all I had, To let it light, and give the warmth. With that warmth it showed, I melted though, For the flame was worth, And the melt was too. Through thick and thin, I fostered the flame, Flame which is now burning bright, But not for me it was, Neither the warmth, Nor the light !
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May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
That Flame
Waiting in the meadows, Under the bright blue sky, Free as a bird, My thoughts wish to fly.
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May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 4:43 PM UTC
Unchained !