Friday, 12 July 2019

A LONER





















Love maketh me a loner
Life swayeth me away from thee
Thou hast not with me, when needed I
Days swung so soon, myr time ticked quick
Thou art a silhouette jetzt, all feelings merged
There were days, where I couldn't be long without thee, now I live and no reckoning
Don't know I, blame to who
Shalt I blameth me, thee or Time?
Or the status quo?
Though blameth I, no where of point
Erstwhile one in billion nerves of brain strikes 
Reminisce I, smile a bit, cry innerside
Liveth I a soul of melancholy disguised in laughter
Smile fake of countenance, mit heart bleed red
What was I, is not I, will not I.
    -pressing mit agony
         - Prem'S

Monday, 10 December 2018

Nostalgic

Nostalgic














Days consumed by time were many
Feelings shared these days with you were few
My time has illness of no time
Spending time with you is less
My heart body and soul are craving for you
They were not known of time I have
My mind strikes your beautiful face sixty times a minute,
My corse is nostalgic of your touch
My lips are dry without yours
Remember sixty five and three hundred of my epoch
I'm in love with you unstoppable
My heart is pounding heavy with the love I've on you.
Linger just I'll drench you with my love and feelings.
You are my never ceasing feeling and I LOVE YOU more every single second.
                       
                                                             - Prem'S

Friday, 9 November 2018

Memory

Memory

spent with you were the days,
collect I, cherish, unknowningly my lips curve,
beautiful face of you strikes my memory,
suddenly, everything around disappears,
dance I with You in a lonely island,
making the heavens roll and the oceans sing,
let the stars giggle with joy,
making you merry is all strive I,
May the Lord spread our love infinite,
enumerating days to embark a new life with you,
days with you are always memorable.

                                          -Prem'S

Wednesday, 26 September 2018

I Wish

I Wish












In the sprouts of night, My Love
I wish you to be with me.
When the night is in force, My Love
I wish you to cuddle up with me,
In the middle of the night,
when we merge ourselves and stare at the stars 
I feel like I'm with my star a lucky star,
Though it's time to sleep, I Love
to stare your glowing face where light of the moon
resembles on your most beautiful face.
I'd love to stare at you 
though we're in the midst of millions
My Love, you are the one I Wish and Love to be with
Until my body meets the dust.

                                        -Prem'S

Wednesday, 7 March 2018

Dear One


              Dear One










Again in the hugs of night
Lost in the unknown valley of thoughts
Searching for you as a ray of hope
Fell deep down in the undisputed dens of ideas
Waving hands at the silhouette unidentified
Thinking might be you to throw me help
Widening my eyes in search of You
couldn't find out a pinch of hope to come out
My "Dear One" shower upon me some light
Show me some ropes of Love 
Get me out from the unknown valley of thoughts
Lost again in the hugs of night
                       
                                                 -Prem'S

Tuesday, 7 March 2017

Sleepless Nights

Sleepless Nights


Oh.! My heart thou art great
Thy were poked, yet calm
I maketh thee lone, thou art courageous
Fought the hoi polloi to stay, yet never won
Thee taketh my pain fullest, yet be  peace
Thou art broken, yet maketh no utterance
Thou hast been crushed, bled, yet remain silent
Thou hast spent sleepless nights, thinking of the stubborn
Oh.! My bruised heart, none display ruth
Yet thou are lovable
Thou art heavy compiling emotions, 

 whence populace never giveth a hope
Oh.! My lone heart, everyone sees my jubilant countenance,

 none sees thee bleeding
Oh.! My heart I maketh thee another sleepless night, 

yet thou never stopped loving me, Thou art great.

                                                    -Prem'S

Tuesday, 7 February 2017

MEANT TO BE FREE

MEANT TO BE FREE


       In this contemporary world one of the main ingredients for a progressive life other than the food we eat, the roof which we live under, or the clothes we wear, is FREEDOM. It is the solution to a life which is fragmented with destructive brutality. Everyone of us right from childhood are taught what to do, what not to do by someone or the other. Our young brains are conditioned by the old norms due to which our brains have become limited. They have stopped creating and started imitating. This is the main reason why we lose interest in living and lead dull lives as we grow up. For many of us childhood is the best part of our lives because, it was the time when the brain had some megatons of creativity in its storage, the time when we use to question everything instead of accepting as it is. As time picks up pace our brains start holding on to facts and become stagnant. It is with this stagnant, dull minds we face the vast river of life which is endlessly flowing in all directions. This is the reason for our confusing chaotic life. Man built a society in these confused lines of life. We all treat society as a more important thing our individual relationships. But, we forget that this society in which we strive to live is only a name given to collection of our relationships with one another. It is this society-reputation pair that is responsible for helicopter parenting, excessive love and care that ruined our lives. It is responsible for parasitic lives.

          If we look back 3.5 billion years in to time when nature was ready for experimenting its most advanced creations, now if we jump into our future we can also see the same nature swiping all of its creative work. That is because we are gradually losing the ability to understand things with our fragmented brains. If we examine carefully nature is taking back everything that humans stopped using. Someday it may be our brain’s turn!!!

        In India, parents take care of their children right from their birth till they are assured that their off springs lead a good secured life. They teach us all the ethics ,religious customs and everything. We too adapt everything without a single question. Everything suits the picture perfectly until someone opposes it. Indians from the start wanted to be secure physically and pschycologically. This psychological security is called  GOD.

      The only way to approach this life rich with its profound vitality is developing our individuality . we should be free not only externally but also internally. We should be strong not only physically but mentally. We must let ourselves free from all the conditionings and start exploring things. Besides exploring the universe we must explore ourselves.  No one in the world can do it for us, we have to do it for ourselves.
              ALL OF THIS IS BECAUSE             WHATEVER WE ARE
  WE ARE MEANT TO BE FREE

                                       -Srujith Mula