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Prathipa Nair Jul 2016
Control me with your love
But not with your anger
Never will you gain anything
Other than my hatred !

Love me giving my space
And not in a golden cage
Respect my explanation
Not naming it an argument
Understand me too get hurt
Even by your say and deeds
Shower me with love and time
But not with ego and pride

Control me with your love
But not with your anger
Never will you gain anything
Other than my hatred !
Prathipa Nair Jun 2016
When a man explains
               It is a conversation
          When a woman explains
                It is an argument
                      But why ?
Prathipa Nair Jun 2016
My heart stops seeing a Children's park
Transforming into a child's heart
My soul disguising as a child
Runs to play on the sliding board,
Sea-saw, and the all time favourite
The swing taking me to the sky
And bringing me to the earth
With an adventurous feel of
Flying in the air !
Prathipa Nair Jun 2016
Always wish to hear from you
Not just a conversation
Between two humans but
Two hearts conversing deeply
With loads and loads of love
Where there is no end at all !

Always wish to handle me delicate
Not just few sweet words
Or just being so kind to me
Not just avoiding harsh words
But like a cordial knife so soft
No death even if you **** me !
Prathipa Nair Jun 2016
Walking through an alley
Both sides filled with
Prolific green grass
Tiny colourful flowers
Of red and yellow
Like some beautiful village women
Far away alluring me the
Laughter of the flowing river
Sat near the banks of the river
Under an Autumn tree
Admiring the flowing water
With white cotton ***** of bubbles
Tiny sparrows were curious
About me gazing at them
Orange and brown autumn leaves
Flopping with woeful faces
Closing my eyes leisurely
Introspection taking place
Travelling with my thoughts !
Prathipa Nair Jun 2016
Good professor of the subject,
I miss you
Teaching with intense about your feelings of missing me
Strict about me to understand how you feel without me
Practical to keep calm when you are busy and away
But...
A bad student of the class, I too miss you
Careless about attending the lessons about how much I too miss you
Never mind to know the summary of me missing you
Practical of being silent and make me miss you like hell !
Prathipa Nair Jun 2016
In my chair near the table
Sitting with my hand to the chin
Holding a blue ink pen
Closing my eyes slowly
Drowning myself into thoughts
Some four lines came out
Poured it on a white paper
Eyes closed and back to thoughts
A hullabaloo woke me up
Blue ink sprinkled on my words
Few dry neem leaves on the table
Distracted by some chittering
It was the mischievous but cute
The three lined little Squirrel !
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