The following are a set of poems written by our friend, Pratik. We thought we should share them. Happy reading.
The cold wind from the north
blows,
yet the warmth from your heart flows.
yet the warmth from your heart flows.
Although the world has propelled
into darkness,
I see nothing but u and our happiness.
I see nothing but u and our happiness.
The love we share has no bounds,
for even god has no control over it.
for even god has no control over it.
Come my love let us dance in this
moon lit night,
for undoubtedly it is our eternal
right.
(2nd
December 2013)
…..
The passion within me is slowly
dying,
yet the thought of you is always mystifying.
yet the thought of you is always mystifying.
The mind tries to reconcile with
reality,
but the heart tries to run away from human mortality.
My dreams shall never see the light of day,
but the heart tries to run away from human mortality.
My dreams shall never see the light of day,
even during the warm May,
for they have left their dwelling place
for they have left their dwelling place
(2nd
December 2013)
…..
The mind is a land of desolation,
wandering hopelessly for redemption.
wandering hopelessly for redemption.
It is filled with memories we made,
that have slowly begun to fade.
Your voice that echoes in the
mind,
has slowly pierced the soul.
has slowly pierced the soul.
The merciless turbulence has wrecked my boat,
ceasing my chances to float.
(1st December 2013)
…..
…..
Humanity has stepped into darkness,
propelling the future into an unfathomable wickedness.
Yet the moon shines bright at night,
to give peace to those in flight.
Love now may seem to be a broken fragment
or a fleeting moment,
yet it gives the heart the elixir,
or a fleeting moment,
yet it gives the heart the elixir,
to the eternal torment.
(3rd December 2013)
…..
The
cold winter slowly approaches,
while
the warmth of the sun steadily diminishes.
The
heart waits in anticipation,
while
the mind is full of contemplation.
Yet
the homeless celebrate their happiness,
and
birds sing their melodies.
Peace
seems omnipresent,
while
pain seems absent.
Sweet
is the night air,
for
it has the God's holy flair.
As the
moon stares down at the empty night,
all it sees is humanity's daily plight.
It
shines its soothing light on the shoulders,
only to find that they are burdened with heavy
boulders
Dreams now seem to be a hopeless fancy
and love an idealist's incomprehensible
lunacy.
Darkness seems to be the only light that prevails and hope,
a goal, that has an unprecedented trail.
…..
The sun shines its light to show
humanity the way,
yet the confusion in the mind and the heart leads us astray.
yet the confusion in the mind and the heart leads us astray.
Peace now is a piece of history,
tormenting an idealist's mind that tries to solve the forgotten mystery.
tormenting an idealist's mind that tries to solve the forgotten mystery.
Now,
humanity resides in a reality filled with wickedness,
devoid of souls that were once filled with impregnable righteousness.
devoid of souls that were once filled with impregnable righteousness.
(22nd December 2013)
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