Nostalgia

Just below the horizon,

The fire ball peeped in.

Innocent Shouts scribbled the atmosphere.

Stumps put down by the ball,

At times hit to travel some miles.

Setting two to run behind.

Thoughts provoke nostalgia.

Innocent life, parents’ strict guide,

Fear, worries, tension and future considered alien.

Hearty enjoyment left nothing untouched.

Tender quarrels and re gathering,

Games played so silly,

Each ones’ feeling fully exposed.

A little more grown up,

Increment in world exposure,

Closeness towards friends,

Outings, idiotic talks and making fun.

Lies to parents for friends,

All these induced enjoyment that knew no bounds.

Yet, the result day made hardest.

Parents rebuke for Dreaming in exams and then,

Committing to become detached and study hard.

And breaking it in a day or two, for

Friends again and friends forever.

Years Passed by Towns left for cities.

Innocent spark vanished, for responsibilities to be shouldered.

Serious thunder thunders all around.

Enjoyment is not dim, yet continues to lose its hue,

in pace with the fleet of time.

Life’s yet to experience further.

Composed by:

Pranav Kumar Pathak

Hope – A new Path to live..

When your owns refuse,

Your words acceptance,

On account of the surrounding mirth.

When this hurts your heart,

Lose no hope and give up

Never let yourself shatter.

Forget not that the tree

Standing bare in in autumn,

Regenerates flora afresh.

Old leaves give in to the new ones.

Like your problems solving techniques tend to betterment,

After each fall.

Imagine you inhabit hell,

Withered you apparently stand,

In front of the fire of repent.

Giving up will destroy,

Finding ways to get out will only suffice.

My thoughts still wonder about the Hell’s Throne.

Somebody owns it.

Why not own it and let my reign come..

Composed By :

Pranav Kumar Pathak

Plagiarized For Life

Daily affairs digest hours,

Seconds appear days in lonliness’ company.

Thought filled clouds wander over imagination’s playgroung.

The cause for life is not yet justified .

Happiness to suffice and pain to be deserted is the mass answer.

Footprints towards salvation paves path to glory, the detached reasons.

Numerous as these Quotes disperse.

He calls himself civilized of all.

Yet forces life to reserve for himself.

Exceptions occur atleast a few.

Wealth accompanies loneliness often.

Riches envy relations, wealth prevails still.

Realizations reveal, as time fleets.

Riches don’t buy happiness.

 Happiness resides in company.

Enjoyment revolves not around isolation.

Loneliness dims the sun of life.

This is’nt the end, a bitter truth awaits-

Happiness suffice not the relations alone,

Wealth comes into play again.

Confusing as life becomes ,

Loneliness is searched again.

When aspirations inspire jealousy,

Both pivot around riches

And dismantle fruitful relations.

Wise men reason to these,

Stop aspirations and kill jealousy.

Problem seems to be solved . This pops up previous mystery,

The reason to live..

Answer is still awaited..

Composed by:

Pranav Kumar Pathak

Khafa Hui Zindagi

Life’s Race

Time calls to run, so does duty

Still I walk slow.

Shattered are my aspirations, trampled are my emotions,

Weary are my arms, Damped are my senses.

Not a single chance to raise my head .

I’m always weighted down.

My face’s not front but low beneath.

Heavy are my shoulders to carry.

Loaded seems my body.

Still I have a silver lining,

My legs-----oh My legs…..

For it’s their work to walk;

They still reserve energy to run;

Still they could not take up pace,

Bringing me back in the race.

And who knows, maybe I break the final lace.

I want to try, yet I sometimes feel,

Why should I???

My life is not only mine.

I ‘m blamed each time.

No one throws blots but my owns,

I’m hurt each time.

I’m responsible for actions not mine..

Is this the reward to my greatest fall??

Perhaps hell’s better.

What worth life is??

Why should I continue the race.?

Composed by:

Pranav Kumar Pathak

Moments- Nostalgically special

  Moments- Nostalgically special

Her phone rung, His heartbeats hung.

They loved each other and to proceed further,

He proposed for a ride.

Excited she became like the tide.

His excitement grew and

Her senses flew.

The clouds gargled and he was startled.

Rain poured down as he wore his rainy gown.

She dressed herself without ant crown.

He reached her dwelling place , with his bike at full pace

Thrill grew and this, both of them knew.

They set out together as sunshine calmed the weather.

She came near and he felt dear.

Her hands shielded him.

Her chest touched his shoulders,

As they passed through stone boulders.

Her body dug into his,

As he turned for a kiss.

His bike went forth without a mess.

Tall trees passed by and so did milestones.

Bridges crossed by and night did fall down.

Moon light illuminated the way.

They paused at the shore, with a great rock at its core.

Island it seemed, as moonlight made it gleam.

They boarded a boat and reached the rock.

Nostalgic they became as the moonlight always came.

Minutes passed by and Love overpowered Romance.

Composed by:

Pranav Kumar Pathak

 

Suicide is not the ultimate attempt.

When occasions in life is not under control,

Accounting for you own mistakes.

When your near ones curse you,

Do not get disheartened,

Coz, Suicide is not the ultimate attempt.

When intimacy hurts,

Make yourself strong,

For your failures rage their anger.

Their hopes you shattered,

And for them you mattered.

Duty calls you to make them sunny.

Doesn’t this prove?  That

Suicide is not the ultimate attempt.

Immense suffering will overpower your love.

There won’t be anyone to console but you.

Two lives would end on account of one.

So, why waste life embracing suicide?

Waste no time further, show the world

More fortunate you are.

Make your heart a stone against all but some intimates.

Let only Love and Intimacy prevail.

Hence always remember that

Suicide is not the ultimate attempt.

Composed by:

Pranav Kumar Pathak