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2017-12-05 04:04
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prachand
nature
2017-12-07 05:57
Under this mighty Sun
The brightness of the sun its heat passes on to us the warmth that seeps to our tired bones blood rushes again flushes the pain propels the desire machine that commands us to create procreate nourish and
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prachand
love
2017-12-07 04:23
A love poem
Love is like a restless frantic leap to master one the timeless in the timed motion of passing it plunges to the deep seeping through the bottomless passage of passion of commingling diving ever deep to
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prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 16:32
daily life
lost in the highlights of the day the person recedes, cover-ups stay ballooning we fly higher and high blasted they lie we cry and dismay © 2017, Prachand. All rights reserved
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 16:22
The Abyss of Desire
Darkness abounds Not a glow, dim or otherwise In this cold I perspire Shivering, fever I am on fire Hold my hand Put me to rest – This endless abyss Of hopeless desire. © 2017, Prachand. All rights reserved
prachand
haiku
2017-12-06 16:16
on history
torture, maim and kill raising standards to achieve we march in history © 2017, Prachand. All rights reserved Photo
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 16:02
Sleep
Rajesh Joshi (Translated from Hindi) A cotton tree In the pillow Birds do not come To cotton flowers Sleep? What kind of bird is that? April 2017, © for Translation 2017, Prachand. All rights
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 15:57
A Real Night
Rajesh Joshi (Translated from Hindi) The Sun dreamt of becoming the moon The moon of becoming a billion stars Bread fell into a dream of becoming a doe Jumping around in a forest I came out of a cave With
prachand
life
2017-12-06 14:56
Status Quo
We want the system to be in place, But will it give us any space? Its arch will measure And define every step for you. What will you be But a creature of the milieu! We despised the monarch’s throne As
prachand
haiku
2017-12-06 14:47
full moon
moon, what made you blush when you gazed through my garden – I or my madness April 2017, © 2017, Prachand. All rights reserved
prachand
humanity
2017-12-06 14:42
At the Red Lights
at the red lights cars stop automatically it is a green light for the limping humanity to flood the roads huddled up moving on the zebra lines from there a few zombie eyes stray and pierce the shut windows
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 14:35
Fly high
Fly high, and higher To protect your sanity From a highrise They are all worms You must despise them Crawling blindly Incessantly They all seem Grossly vermin Empty of humanity Dangerous, but easy To be
prachand
depression
2017-12-06 10:33
Depression
I am brimming with emotion don’t ask me the colour of its shades when I try to hold examine and name it its shape mutates and the colour fades I request the time to hold its hurry not to speed let me caress
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 10:27
Two leaves
two leaves fell together floating, they lie on top of one another a rustle, the wind shakes their bodies, aloft freedom they seek trusting the wind wherever it takes brushing on hard walls and landing
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 10:04
life-time
talk of the town is always about productivity what about the life itself, our reproductivity my whole body aches, its use- value they define my soul is suppressed killing my life-time. April 2017,
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 09:12
Machine
Aloof, we all mingle, form a machine, Our touch steely and cold, oiled and sheen. Electrically charged magnetism works, We are bound together, nobody shirks. Tightened with nuts and bolts together, It
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 09:03
judgement
we are all sinners waiting for the judgement already delayed who will pick up stones the test that’s recommended could never be passed April 2017, © 2017, Prachand. All rights reserved
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 08:58
Denial
Why do you deny me a place in your heart? I’ll not rob it! Just a corner in your heart! Love is a spirit. Not a possession to be vaulted. Once it engages you, you reach every heart. It’s a bond that ties
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 08:53
Craving
our “craving for pioneering” can make us primitive, medieval too? longing for the days gone by when our body and soul rested in balance when hands held stones threw with will and capacity small ripples
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 06:25
Busy days
These busy days We meet in cafes Right there Downstairs We sit together But without meeting Gone are the days When somebody stood At your steps Without calling He could wait Without getting late Annoying?
prachand
poetry
2017-12-06 05:25
a champion's agony
his strength dazzles us we admire him, a champion’s victories are honoured battles in his self embittered and vanquished he cries in loneliness unattended remain agonies of Agonistes April 2017, © 2017,
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