Pratik poems on Hello Poetry

Sabrina Jun 2015

I know that you are always there
I love to think about the things we share
Sad or happy, it doesn't matter
You pick up my heart when it lay shattered
May we stay friends for many moons
And our connection remain immune

a poem dedicated to a wonderful human being

Anubhuti priya Mar 2015

OUR FIRST DATE

We hangout together for the first time
And was doing nothing on that mean while,
With the romance full of plate
with spring rolls on date,
The worth time we spend was best,
The world goes around my soul,
I felt of being so special on that role,
We are onn for the next half hour
And wanted to engrossed on that moment to be assured,
Time was in haste
But we were slow
We couldn’t found it in our flow.
I moved little more,
And as I took,
Suddenly he whispered
And gave me a look
I thought of asking but I continue my walking,
I bellied for the worst thing goes around
For his taste I did not know anything about.
But, there was something,
Which proved me wrong,
I observed the strength of love of our
And felt the the difference
After that hour.
Love you pratik, thanks for the ring.

Anubhuti priya Apr 2015

TRIBUTE TO MY UNIQUE MOM!

A TRIBUTE TO MY UNIQUE MOM
I would love to tell you,
About my unique mother,
Not SHE but HE is my true from other,
Yes! HE,
i accidently met him in my school,
i so underestimated his love, i was fool.
He loves me , He cares for me,
He tries for me, he cries for me,
He teachs in the amazing easiest form
That I never ever thinked of ,
I learn that things so easily ,
That sometimes I feels if I had wings to off,
He helped me out whenever
His help I sought,
He apologies even on my faults.
A unique mom with pure soul
Yes he treats me like a baby doll
For the soul with unselfishness thoughts
I got everything he brought,
i kissed him on his cheeks
that feel i never felt before,
he grabbed my waist and left me with that seek,
His flawless love for me as his child,
With the the pure heart and love so mild,
His hands on my head at night
makes me sleep with love so devine,
He don’t only calls me his bachhaa in miss
I actually feels that when he use to kiss,
That’s the only sure affection
I think its bliss…
second time we met in a restro, he bought a ring
after thinking a lot, i accepted that ring and gave him my everything
once, I suddenly hug him so tightly
That my head takes place
In his chest so nicely.
Yes he’s my love too
But before that he have to love me so,’.
He didn’t get irritated with me ,
As a mother never use to be.
His hug gives me the whole rest,
Yes! for me his hands are best,
With the perfect sleep it fills
There is no need me to take any pills.
My real mumma even don’t care of my crust,
But my mumma don’t take his meal
Without me to have it first,
My real mummma don’t even know
When I cry,
And mumma! he feels my breathing so high,
He knows how to control my fast breath,
In a seconds he use to vanish it.
Hes arms takes me to the heaven,
But the only heaven I want ,
because
Not that one the god had given.
Please god let me live with this flaw,
I don’t wanna leave and cant even go!
i love you pratik

Pratik Apr 2019

A Magic Moment

A magic moment, I remember;
I found a girl with confined mean.
Being; pure and outspoken; proud of you;
Whatever you do, I will see you through.

In cloudy moments of uncertainty,
I raise my eyes and you are here.
A fleeting vision, the quintessence,
Of all that’s beautiful and rare.

I pray to mute despair and anguish,
To vain pursuits worlds esteems.
A soothing accent, near to you,
To make me neat and sew.

In dark night of embedded universe;
I gazed upon gray moon above.
With a face in moon, who inspires me,
Affects here to live for and love.

A truth spoken sentence to roar,
To present a life much more.
You are the one, encourages me,
To engage relation with sacred tie.

- Pratik

#magic

Anubhuti priya Mar 2015

THE TOUCH

Today, it was the heavenly touch of yours,
Sometimes we experience the extremely
Good and bad things in life,
But today what had happened to me
Changes my reason to survive;
We were together in fronts
But, did nun…….
His eyes were totally shy
When I sited just his nearby;
I hugged him tightly
He wrapped me nicely,
His lips were about to say something
May be my hands were in his stroke,
Happy swallowed his incomplete answer
Back to the bottom of his throat ,
He invested a minute to think of what is going on,
I didn’t reacted what has gone,
The touch he gave to me
was adorable for me,
I cant elaborate that min of time
I just closed his fingers in between of mine;
I was shivering , he was fine,
The presence of our soul we were missing,
We were not in our control
We had left our everything before,
We were not individuals today
We were a soul,
Our breathings were in each other
I didn’t thanked of further;
I was totally engrossed in him
I know we were not doing any sin,
It was our love that we’re on each other
It was our time that we were together
And now I spend a bit of time without him
‘coz yes.. yes.. yes …. I Love Him.
Love you pratik

may be someday you got to read this, may be that time i wont be there to tell you , how much you mean to me, always remember, i love you , you are the only reason i stayed in patna for so long, do something good in life. may be in next life but ill come to you some day, pratik.

Pratik May 2019

A TRIBUTE TO MY LOVING FRIEND 3S- SILKY,SWEET,SENSITIVE

Once you asked me,” Is there any heaven in the sky?” I replied,” Obviously, why not?” You told,” How can you say that?” I replied,” Listen, I m telling you one rhyme.”
“ A friend who is desirous of salvation,
Like a fire flame on a stove;
Which never goes down except water,
Unless it goes with wind.”

“ A friend who is respectable fumely,
Like a wooden shoe of mine;
Which never walks without me,
Unless it is stolen.”

“ A friend who is unforgettable,
Like always a significant class;
Which never makes people sore,
Unless it bites on a low note.”

“ A friend with whom I always tae-tae,
Like a tap recorder;
Which has always silky recordings,
Unless it is broken.”

“ A friend who has kindness like human,
Like a socialite on a stage;
Who never stops encouraging herself,
Unless she vains all efforts.”

“ A friend with whom I talk about sensitiveness,
Like a rabbit in a cage;
Which always makes other satisfied,
Unless it becomes a food.”

“ A friend whom I find silky, sweet & sensitive,
Like sari, milk and human;
Who never makes me unhappy,
Unless she forgets me.”
-PRATIK

Now that is called true loving friend who always lives in heaven and in my heart. So I asked,” Now do you believe?” You replied,” hmmmm! Yes I do.”

#friendship

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