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Pratham Sharma Aug 2016
Spring arrives to bloom.
To blossom natural beauty,
to bring the nature alive.
Earthlings get out to mark end
of long hibernation of hidden wishes.
Wishes that they forced,
the whole long cold winters.
Blanket of white, earlier snow,
still exists but in the sky.
The caterpillar in the sleep,
feels the nature to be alive.
Opens his wing in hope,
to enjoy this bliss for long.
But the flowers and the milky skies,
are not there for long?
The wheel of time doesn't stops.
Spring gets dead under wheel of time.
The rainbow flowers,
are now just a pile
of broken, senseless dry leaves.
Long awaited but short lived,
That's nature.
Pratham Sharma Aug 2016
Every morning in the bed,
I wanna wake up in your arms.
You are written in my life's journey,
And in the lines of my palm.

Your ocean of love,
For a traveller like me is bliss.
You say, It is not Love.
Then Tell Me What It Is?

Everyday I am alive,
Because I can see you smile.
Our souls will never be too far;
Even if we are far, too miles.

When you are far from me,
You don't know, How much you're missed.
You still say, It's not love,
Then Tell Me What It Is?

Every night when I close my eyes,
I feel you to be near me.
You hug my soul and touch my heart,
You make my aches and pains all free.

I always want you in my arms,
To your heart I want to kiss,
You say, It's not love,
Please Tell Me What It Is?
Pratham Sharma Aug 2016
Don't pour so much love on me,
I might drown.  
Do not go too far from me,
I might get depressed in frown.

Since the first time when I saw you,
I haven't closed my eyes for weeks.
Just tell me once, what's in you?
I won't disclose, whatever it is.

Don't come too much close,
I love you though I fear.
I fear that your love I'LL lose,
And like others, you'll leave me in tears.

The first time when I saw you through,
To my heart and soul it felt like bliss.
Just Tell Me Once what's in you?
I won't disclose whatever it is.

Don't leave me alone again,
I can't take on one more blow.
I swear to bear all your pains,
We'll face together, all the highs and lows.

The first time when you, holded me with you,
And gave my soul a hopeful kiss,
Just Tell Me Once, what's in you?
I won't disclose whatever it was.
Pratham Sharma Aug 2016
The King of Kings,
That's what he is called.
He made big empires
And won all his brawls.
His mighty strength
Could change the epics
In all the directions
Were his relics .
His pride was too much high ,
To be conquered by anyone .
His empire was in his warmth ,
As he was their rising Sun.
In the cry of battle hours,
He crushed all his enemies .
He was truthful and loyal,
But was unaware of his frenemies .
The person he trusted most ,
Gave him an unhealable scar.
No one else than his own brother,
Told him everything is fair in love and war.
In the jail he decided not to mourn.
He was strong willed and stubborn.
He told himself, He will rise high
Because no one can stop the rising sun.
He is the true king of kings ,
Lost All, but not the hope
His determination, will and
Strength marked no stop .
He took a deep breath;
So long that a decade passed.
He returned to silent wrath inside,
To claim the all that honour lost.
He showed them all,
Of what he is made.
Fought and conquered
With the power of blade
Again he proved it;
And returned to throne.
Determination, Morality and hope,
Are a King's real Crown.
Pratham Sharma Aug 2016
I can't live without you anymore .
Let me bring an end to this long wait.
You make my life colorful.
Without you I would Die .
You make me alive.
You are the soul of my heart
With you belongs my existence .
You made me. what I am .
Without you I am just a boat,
Lost in hailing Storm.
You are the home sea shore
And my destiny that I preach to reach.
Pratham Sharma Aug 2016
Pull out your Guns, aim at me,
I will be here for your all shots, I won't flee.
My body is addicted to all this pain,
As it's been a long for me in Hall of Pain.

What people will think? I don't give a ****!
If you know you are right, Fighting for it makes you man.
Fight all the life till the right take place.
Strong and firm still heading with pace.

You can **** me, but not my thoughts,
I might under valued and the most least sought.
But you don't see the faded sweat and blood stains,
That I get in the Hall of Pain .

Those pains make winning sure,
Those make me stronger than much more,
They gave me the strength to stand on my own ,
They made me realize, For the cause I born.

I demand wounds more and more,
And I hope that they never cure,
I'm ready for all stresses and strains.
Because it's been very long for me in Hall of Pain.
Pratham Sharma Aug 2016
I spent all my days and nights,
Either with you or in my dreams.
But I'm sorry you didn't felt that,
Neither you heard my heart's painfull screams.

Just in a sec you said to me
"No more, we can't be together."
You just left an uncurable wound,
On my Heart forever.

It really hurts a lot and I am dieing,
Searching for you again.
I need your Love and that essence of yours,
To cure inside and outside pains.

The time did took all my pains,
But it couldn't take away the marks.
The marks that you just left on me,
And left me alone in the dark.

But I succeed the test of time,
Forgetting all the pain and wrath,
I take take you as lesson to me,
And you will never see me on your path.

If by luck, I meet you somewhere,
On the intersecting road of Life,
I will thank you because of you today,
I am happy and am able to strive.
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