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Pramod Shinde Nov 2015
Down the windows,
I see two cows and a goat
A spreaded field throughout
Composition, verve and opus

Alas! Stare bounces in his eyes
At mercurial, calm fissure
At lost petals, distressed debt
At a cowboy or at modern hobbit

Staring drives endlessly
Volcano ponders towards valves
Cowboy gone, so his cattles
Leaving dark hapless mirage

Dusk attains at windows
Wits and sights go vanished
Refraction seizures into echo
Gaze perceive him in mirror-copy
Pramod Shinde Jul 2015
Hmm! Ohh poemm!
You are searching rhymmme!

Do you Express!
Do you Express well!
Hmm! How do you Express!

Now you want words!
Do you really want words!
Hmm! That's not Poetry!

But, you have to write!
Do you really want to write!
Hmm! I thought you want to express!

That's Confusion!
That's really turmoil !
Hmm! I thought you want to write!

What should I do!
What really should I do!
Hmm! Just express yourself!

What about words then!
What really about rhyme then!
Hmm! Those will automatically come!
This I write answer to following question on Quara:
How can you introduce yourself with a rhyme or a poem (at least 10 lines)?
@https://www.quora.com/How-can-you-introduce-yourself-with-a-rhyme-or-a-poem-at-least-10-lines/answer/Pramod-Shinde-13
Pramod Shinde Jun 2015
Dear Mother Earth,

Flighting thoughts...
Lost freedom...
Questioned existence...

Twisted wake
Without morning song...
Cloudy dreams
Empty survivance...

We end you
We broke you
Now we at the end
Surrendering you

Here we
To Surrender
And Surrender
And to
more surrender...

Save us!!!

Your Un-human Child,
Human.
Pramod Shinde May 2015
every
moment
is like
christmas

i just
cant find
myself
without
thinking
her

*in love, live life
Pramod Shinde May 2015
breeze and shine
holy and wine
cheat and divine

have inner mean
are they same same

award and fine
poison and ajwain
yours and mine

have inner mean
are they same same

lost heart
lost world
lost God

lost inner mean
*are they same same
Pramod Shinde May 2015
It comes with
turmoil of feelings
love, sad and  pain  
thoughts of death and depression

when it bangs with 7.8
and evrything is
just lost..lost
and more lost

then they fight..
..fight harder
against the demon
whom once they
...termed as GOD

they condemn themselves
they sorrow themselves
they trust the hugs
of neighbours

as they come to normal
again it bangs with 7.4
again it lost..lost
and more lost
Pramod Shinde May 2015
sorbid and incomplete thee
morbid and burried me

she gave birth
and is
consistent
nourisher of me

she devote herself
and her life
only to care
idiotic me

how i thank her
as she is the
only reason
hence i survive in me


*Happy Mothers Day
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