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She liked to gaze at the painted skies,
As the tranquil winds unsettle her wavy locks.
The jealous clouds try and run amok,
Alas!! Time sweeps away her beautiful smiles.

Perhaps fates can write beautiful lies,
As I color her memories on small rocks.
She liked to gaze at the painted skies,
As the tranquil winds unsettle her wavy locks.

Are these tears that fall of my eyes?
I guess it’s time for another lonely walk,
Where solitude await me to mock.
Yet another day passes as I reminisce her dreams and smiles,
She liked to gaze at the painted skies.
Winds soft and tranquil,
Cherishes quietly, memories and lost innocence.
Walls scribbled with unheeded promises,
Long Forgotten.
Weeping woman, old and clothes tattered.
Tragedy hugged and smiling son waned.
-My Friend-
Waned son smiling and hugged tragedy,
Tattered clothes and old, Woman Weeping
Forgotten long
Promises unheeded with scribbled walls.
Innocence and memories quietly cherishes,
Tranquil and soft winds.
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Wait for me, I will follow you to
Wherever you and I can pursue,
A life not bounded by domestic walls,
A love which can flow amid the stream of false.
Alas!! It sounds too good to be true.

Implore me with a beautiful view,
Where we can walk in the dawning dew.
As the sun rises, let us come to a pause.
Wait for me…

In winters I wish you could help me sew
A sweater, while warm broth shall I brew.
As nigh draws the end, let age be the cause,
For the night to grieve for our loss.
Alas if it is too much to ask you?
Wait for me…
I stopped for a while and heaved a heavy sigh,
The woods were as wide as the endless sky.
The winter noon seemed to be buzzing with life,
It seems I am lost in the wilderness wild.

The birds chirped as a soft breeze of wind waved past,
For how long will this moment seem to last?
The winter evening draws a curtain to the buzzing life,
It seems I am lost in the wilderness wild.

The dense paradise of solitary comfort is deep,
And the path I walk is too steep.
The winter night recites a tale of my plight,
It seems I am lost in the wilderness wild.

I stopped for a while and heaved a heavy sigh,
It seems I am lost in the wilderness wild.
PRAKHAR SHARMA Oct 2020
Far away on the lands so far,
Our hands clasped at the eleventh hour,
Love escaped our lips as we parted love,
Life nictates a crippling affliction of life.

Remedy this sally through thy remedy,
Cry out to our blithe life as we both cry.
Pledge me a gift as a parting pledge,
Break away thy pledge and so shall we break.

Life of mine makes a plea to thy life,
Forget me my love for I cannot forget,
Loath me my love for I cannot loath,
Live for me my love for I cannot live.

Reminisce the memories that we reminisce.
Story of our life, let me dream a new story.
A piece of heart inked down on a piece of paper.
PRAKHAR SHARMA Sep 2020
Last flap of wings,
Tear apart the sky,
As oriole rise above the horizon.
PRAKHAR SHARMA Sep 2020
A millions words would not bring you back, i know because i tried, neither would a million tears, i know because i cried.
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