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Dr PRERNA SINGLA Dec 2017
I am an artist of love
and I am painting
a canvas over a canvas,
A colour over a colour,
A vision over a vision
And a scenery over a scenery
Thinking...
That maybe someday
I paint a perfect picture
But every time I tried
A colour merged with another
A knife scrapped a brush stroke
A vision embedded in another
And the scenery lost its form
'Twasn't the one I had erased
Nor the one I had planned
Neither the hues of the past
Nor the ones coveted by tomorrows
But somewhere in the middle
A blend of all.
With the fragrance of fresh and old paint,
A scenery with the meadows in hues of the sea
A morning sky painted like a blue-black starry sky
And somewhere in between the leaching colours
Was my bleeding heart!
Somewhere between the layers
I was standing still in love.

(c) Dr. Prerna Singla.
Published Content.
Dec 2017 · 397
FREEDOM
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Dec 2017
Corpses adorn the war lands,
The music of freedom can be heard.
The air of the graveyards hymms the tune..
Freedom! Freedom! we sing...

(C) Dr. Prerna Singla.
Feb 2016 · 679
THE SCAVENGER WAITS
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Feb 2016
The scavenger waits
End of a life
So as to feast
On a dead child’s meat
If at all the silly bird knew
It was just a sheet of skin
Wrapped on a cage of bones
For the meat was already devoured
In his struggle to survive.
                 © Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 14 Nov. 2015. All Rights Reserved.
Please Note that the poem is copyrighted by law.
Feb 2016 · 760
13 SHADES OF BLUE
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Feb 2016
13 shades of blue

With strokes of brush
****** in leathery paint
I Colour me treize
Hues of blues
Into the blue yonder
Runs my mind
Picking for my throes
Carnations blue
Cerulean paint I
Silence of my orbs
Dandelion desires
Shimmer sapphire hue
Laughter echoes
Waterfalls Periwinkle
Meconopsis curiosities
Walking avenues
Rocking plopping
Dances my heart
As morning glories
Jewelled with dew
Electric energy, glacial blush
Reflected from mine zaffre soul
Clematis colored my Aster touch
I  - a blend of Majorelle blues.

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 2015.

Please note that the poetry is copyrighted by Law.

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Fairy thimbles = related to fairies
Aster flower = healing
Morning glory = borns in day dies in evening
Blue hibiscus = splendour , serenity
Clematis = mental power, courage faithfulness
Dandelion = happiness
*With strokes of brush*
******* in leathery paint*
*I Colour me treize*
*Hues of blues*
Jan 2016 · 339
Untitled
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Jan 2016
"I don't fear falling. I fear stagnation."
© Dr. Prerna Singla, 2015
Nov 2015 · 885
Drench me In your love
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Nov 2015
Like the rains drench the*
soil, drench me in your
love. Let there be a
Thunderstorm

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 2015
Nov 2015 · 864
SCAVENGER WAITS
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Nov 2015
The scavenger waits
End of a life
So as to feast
On a dead child’s meat
If at all the silly bird knew
It was just a sheet of skin
Wrapped on a cage of bones
For the meat was already devoured
In his struggle to survive.
               © Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 14 Nov. 2015
Oct 2015 · 618
IF AT ALL...
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
"If at all I could paint, I would paint a picture..."
wondered a poet.
"If at all I could write, I would paint a picture..."
wondered a writer.
"If at all I could see, I would paint a picture..."
wondered a vision-less mind.
Oct 2015 · 452
Untitled
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
The difference between the first love and the last love is like the difference between life & death. The former is the beginning, the later the absolution.*
- *
Dr. PRERNA SINGLA
Oct 2015 · 706
A RARE LOVE STORY
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
“I saw the lovely smile on your face
A memory I always embrace
Silently through the bars of that door
I would watch you all so more
Dreaming to be a part of your life
Propose with a rose, make you my wife
And I think how I would?
Though not on the knee, on a wheelchair I could.
I can love you more than anybody
If at all you can see
Beyond my physical inefficiency
If my soul you fancy
Instead of my broken vessel
I will win over all hassle
Only for your love my love
Only if you are with me my dove
How do I tell the fears my flaws bring?
My inabilities from summer to spring
But not a burden on your being
I will love you as my queen
For once come fall in love with my soul”
She heard what he uttered as a whole
Kissed him on his lips
“I love you no matter the broken ship”
Smiled and later married the two
Love stories are many, rare a few.  
                                       © Dr. Prerna Singla, 27 MAY, 2015
Oct 2015 · 1.0k
LET ME FLIRT TODAY
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
Leave the gentle talk aside
Let my eyes today play with your eyes
As I bite my lower lip
And imagine us the sensual way  
As I dare to come near you
And by the collar I grab you
Let the watching eyes watch
Are you feeling shy?
Now that provokes my wild side
Leave the spiritual love for a while
Let our senses play tonight
Forget dressing decent today
Forget manners and etiquettes today
Forget what the people will say
Just listen to my playful eyes
Read the gestures I send your way
Let me be the aggressive one my love
Out in the wild, everywhere
Let our lustful passions devour us today...

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 21 JULY, 2015
Oct 2015 · 2.7k
STANDARDS OF RIGHT & WRONG
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
Who is the world to define mine right or wrong?
I am the one who decides it on my own
The world a crazy place, people so weird
Finding faults everywhere, while hiding in their beard
When you stand for the right,
They will advocate the wrong
Justifying the same
With million excuses in their thong
Nirbhaya *****, they say girl was characterless
Skirts, shorts, boyfriend, night shows - shameless
And inchoate, rightly arousing men to ****
One in coma now a four year old gang *****
Society mum when humanity disgraced???
Where are the people of so called decent family?
Who judge n criticize from hair to lamellae
If smoking kills, why is it not banned??
Beef eaters killed, man eaters praised on the land
Alcohol, marijuana bad for health
While more people die from terrorist attacks
Crores are spent to maintain a terrorist
To a soldier dying for the country, not even lakhs
A rich is a witch flaunting their gold
A poor a leech for things they cannot afford?
Without external beauty a person is a waste?
Your pennyless pocket how shall I grade?
Other’s loss is a righteous act of God?
Yours is a tragedy, unfortunate loss???
And then you have religion & morals
To justify your notions
Right or wrong, judgement filled oceans
I am a free spirit,
Born not to please your beliefs
Enough of hypocrite world I see
Killing and dividing on castes and creeds.
                 © Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 13 Oct. 2015
The current incidents of toddlers getting gang ***** urged me to write this poem. on one hand where the society blames the victim, raising fingers on her character, her clothes,.. now what they have to say for girls of 2 or 4 or 5 yrs of age who r recently gangraped in delhi and nearby areas??? a muslim killed for eating beef but how can society justify the killing of humanity on mass level??? millions of funds are spent on terrorists but for the soldiers dying for the country why only lakhs?? why discrimination on castes n creeds n religions n race n orientation n colour when nature has made us all the same?? we all need food water air ... our bodies work exactly the same , so why all this hatred when nature doesn't discriminate??
Oct 2015 · 453
THE DAWN OF THE AUTUMN
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
When the autumn dawns,
Nosedive like a wither'd leaf,
Fly with the pinions of air,
From the terra firma
Rise like a phoenix

When the autumn dawns,
Upswing like disrob'd tree,
Robb'd of every bling,
Uncloth'd
But thriving still

When the autumn dawns,
Fly like windy breeze,
In the clutches of
Your hawk-claws, carry
The moribund leaves and twigs

When the autumn dawns,
Settle like rich soil,
Lose enough to let go,
Strong enough
to hold on.

Dear Friend, When the autumn of life dawns,
Carry aroint deceas'd past,
Fly in a direction new
Stand strong and recreate
Thyself like a phoenix.

Copyright Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 21 SEPT. 2015.
Summary: Autumn- the season of the fall... the write is about the autumn of life, taking inspiration from nature, the poetess wants to convey the message to her friends that when autumn of life dawns be like leaves, withered but flow with the winds to recreate when things r favorable.. like winds carry away the dead past, like trees still stand strong, like soil lose the unimportant n hold on to important relationships. . When autum of life dawns, dont lose hope, fight, survive n reborn as phoenix..
Oct 2015 · 560
INTOXICATING PLEASURES
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
Thy lips
Like tasses of wine
I taste
Bitter n sweet
Chilled
By thy very nature
Intoxicated I am
By thou eyes so deep
Strong n heady
Like the touch of thy hands
Taking over mine senses
As I am drunk with thy love
Not staggering drunk, but. . .
Drunk enough to impair mine judgement in love.

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 15 JULY, 2015
Published in HALL OF POETS eMagazine, July 2015.
Oct 2015 · 1.8k
BONDAGE
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
"Worst form of ******* is entrapment within self"

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 2015**.
Oct 2015 · 411
LOVE OF BURNING CANDLE
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Oct 2015
How shalt I express
The love of the burning candle
That burneth in the fire of adulations
As the hours pass by
My quiet eyes follow yours
As if they understand everything thou convey
As the hours pass by
My skin feels thy delicate gestures
As if the boredom caught upon the wings of fairytale
As the hours pass by
My heart hath the safe secure feelings
As if I can sleep on thy shoulders f'r ever
As the hours pass by
My mind observes thy being
As if thy being is a completeness of mine
And as such the candle burns
Day and night in thoughts of you
I burn in silent adulations
Adoring the quiet romance
Of thy silent eyes.
             © Dr. Prerna Singla,15 Apr. 2015
Sep 2015 · 1.1k
INTERTWINED DELICACY
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Sep 2015
Mine love, mine lord!
Liberate me from the shackles of myself
Like the free wind let me dwell
Like the fragrance let me flow
******* the nectar of every flower
Soaking the warmth of every ray
Let me be nature, let nature be me
Intertwin'd delicacy
O solitude! mine cater-cousin thou be
Unravelling the secrets of beauty
I see with thy eyes
With thou I make love
On the ice capp'd peaks
In the depth of the seas
Floating in the blue lagoons
Walking on the starry skies
Let me be divine, let divine be me
Intertwin'd delicacy!

Copyright Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 2015.
Sep 2015 · 410
PETER & ROSANNE
Dr PRERNA SINGLA Sep 2015
Once thither was an ordinary town, ordinary life & an ordinary man
Peter his name and his wifey Rosanne
I wonder those days how love survived?
His dram brick house & a few chinks in a can.

A day of labour with skin burnt to tan
Reality surfac'd when struggles of life began
No longer the lovely skin, time couldst not be bribed?
Once thither was an ordinary town, ordinary life & an ordinary man.

Cheap food, handmade robe, nay meiny to fan
No ego, nay jealousy, working together in the plan
No paint'd faces 'r artifice and yet their love thrived?
Love - a soulful existence today cozen'd and lied.
No riches nay leisure but an amicable life-span
Once thither was an ordinary town, ordinary life & an ordinary man.

© Dr. PRERNA SINGLA, 26 JULY, 2015
The English Rondeau in its classical 16th-century 15-line form with a rentrement (aabba–aabR–aabbaR)

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