TEARS

These TEARS are not just tears

They are pain

The pain that is pure

The pain that is real

The pain which is unsaid

The pain which is breathless

The pain which is numb 

The pain which can't be heel

The pain that only I can feel

The pain of breakup

The pain of failures

The pain of being disrespect

The pain of being neglected

The pain of feeling useless

The pain, that is making me hopeless....

                                        Pragati....

COLD and SILENT

Cold and silent

This is what I felt

When I hugged you

For the last time

I tried to woke u up

From the deep sleep

But I failed..

In you eyes

Grief was floating

Like it will never sink again

For the first time

I finally saw your pain

Slowly a tear rolled down my cheeks

But u didn't wipe it this time

As u were in deep sleep

I bend my knees and sit down straight

Thinking of the times 

When I loved you fake

Now I gotta realise

How selfish I was

U were the candle of all my darkness

But I was the rain....

                                       Pragati

WORDS!

I gather some words

In a pure way to read

And they form

A beautiful Combination

That one could

Feel their breathe

All these words 

Felt like a soft petal

Which are tangled together

Probably hugging each other

And Making a flower

With soo many spots

Along with some dots 

Of Sofness

And pureness

Made it perfect now

Nothing is amiss

And see that flowers

Which too flourish

Ah...it's nice

Look at it

May be a surprise

By the God

Or by the small seeds

Who gives a chance to it

To breathe

And the petals

Which are growing along

Spreading their fragrance

And building a crown

These petals are too delicate

And made it easy to relate

To you to me

To everything I see

Their natural colour

That my fingers feel

And it's caress

Is able to heal

All the scars

Those exist little far

But words too hurt

Is there anyway

To avoid from being hurt?

I think no 

Otherwise I must not write

But I write

Cause Words help me to fight

With me with tear

With anxiety

And fear

With everyone I hear

The bad Words

The bad guy

Would I face em?

Let me try

See the sky

Blanket of stars

Makes too small

Spots of scars

Would they just burst

I love you

Or is it you

Who really do?

Words have sugar

Words have venom

If it's venom

Go and drink

And if you want sugar

Then wait for spring

So that juice inside the buds

Will mix with the petals

But spring won't be there

For the whole year

It's better' to learn

To bear

Look words couldn't bound me

In their threads

But my lungs could

As it gives me breath

But words could make my heart sink

Also make my eyes

To stop to blink

So let me die then

And meet the end

As words really hurt

And there is no way

To avoid from being hurt.....

            

                                           Pragati

There is no scar on the sun!

It flew to the sky
And finally sink
Down in water
People probably don't
Like it much
As it appear quite hotter
But have you ever notice
It's donation that it made
For the moon
Otherwise it mustn't shine
When day turns to soon

When it start to rest in colds
They want it to fly
And when it goes up little high
You want it to die
Can I ask why
I mean just look at moon
It sometimes didn't appear
Have you ever raise questions
Against it
Or you think of the sun
Is the only one shit

Just like a female child
Who isn't so fucking wild
But always been neglected
By the society
And son always been considered
As the symbol of purity

Atleast for once go feel
It's shine
You will know
The meaning of Divine

When it change its colour
You got afraid
You don't like noon
But are fan of sunset
I like sunset too
And much adore it's calmness
But what you say about red colour
Which is not always harmless

All its rays are of new hope
Which enters in every one's life
And mark to the new beginning
Every morning
When it woke up and rise
And converts all the dark
Into peaceful light

                                        Pragati

She

She is like a sand

which is blowing
with the wind
and goes
To the sky
And in depth
Of Ocean
in search of
Love...

      

             Pragati

Tears

Screaming inside the eyes 

finally it came out

Flowing peacefully

Not dare to shout...

It's the flowing water

That rolling down on

Cheeks

Every passing second

It makes me so weak

Along with thousands of sob

Which are refusing to disappear

Everytime I wipe it

Somehow it reappear...

Then I Bury my face

And supress all the feeling

But there is no way

To stop this rolling...

These are my hidden feeling 

That I'm hiding from you

My tears are not fake

Their words are really true..

Everytime I close my 

Eyes

Tears come out

Flows peacefully

Not dare to shout...

                            Pragati

Are you true?

It's like I'm avoiding you
No I am not
It is my heart
That don't want to talk
May be it's your words
That made everything worse...

Sun is dying now
The bloody sunset
in front of me
Slowly disappear behind the tree
I was sitting alone
Somewhere lost
It was when I realize my cost...

Now the moon has born
And stars twinkling along
Although it is a dusk 
But is a dawn for me
Cause it heal me up
As you could see
A lifeless statue
Starts to breathe
And when I woke up in the morning
I found you on your knees
Proposing me
With a red rose in your hands
Which was breathing too
Exactly same like my lungs...

Then I notice those thorn
That was made to hurt
Just like you
A bitter true
But I accept the rose
which signify love
With it's beautiful texture
It signifies both smile and tears
the perfect mixture...
                        

                          Pragati