Nov 052018

The tiny bud from the first day,
Has sparked to become lightning gay,
The roar strikes me like a car crash,
With high heart rate making my heart a potato mash.

The ebony tree in the woods said,
So many things of us are still unread.
May be we should go out tonight,
Lets discuss our love, hate and delight.

Last night, I couldn’t sleep,
Thinking about making that leap,
When you will be close to me as I will be to you,
And the faithful fate will cling us together for the next life too.

So oblivious was I today,
That I started making our date, dull and grey.
Meandering my thoughts from mountains to sea,
That I left you there, making myself a mystery.

It’s been a day since we had our time,
The time unforgettable and sour as lime.
Hitting me like the meteors from the sky
I cannot cope about this life wry.

I sang a song in her language on her birthday,
Only to find out that it was making her go away.
The plunder of blood in the heart from the reactions,
Is pumping it out the fingers and toes.
The tiny bud from the first day,
Has sparked to become lightning gay,
The roar strikes me like a car crash,
With high heart rate making my heart a potato mash.

The ebony tree in the woods said,
So many things of us are still unread.
May be we should go out tonight,
Lets discuss our love, hate and delight.

Last night, I couldn’t sleep,
Thinking about making that leap,
When you will be close to me as I will be to you,
And the faithful fate will cling us together for the next life too.

So oblivious was I today,
That I started making our date, dull and grey.
Meandering my thoughts from mountains to sea,
That I left you there, making myself a mystery.

It’s been a day since we had our time,
The time unforgettable and sour as lime.
Hitting me like the meteors from the sky
I cannot cope about this life wry.

I sang a song in her language on her birthday,
Only to find out that it was making her go away.
The plunder of blood in the heart from the reactions,
Is pumping it out the fingers and toes.

All this long, I was hoping to grasp her,
From trust, kindness and care.
But love my friend, is only for the lucky ones,
And luck is a game of probability, which has no master.

Pranav Mohan

Change and progress are two words that define my character and my ultimate goals. I have a vision to bring a global change by targeting the psychology, because that is the easiest to change. My aim is to incur a self-progressive routine for myself and then help the people around me to progress themselves. In my perspective, walking towards a defined target should be everyone’s goal while keeping in mind that things don’t go as planned but still the target should remain unchanged.


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