Prashant Raturi
Abstract
Daydream today
Angel eyes
Devil delights
Miracle feelings
Magic wands
Shadow surrounds
Phantom black
The end!
Angle Eyes
Daydream
They don't seem to be content somehow They don't seem to be content somehow
One day you'll find that you'll be able to carry it and be free One day you'll find that you'll be able to carry it and be free
The peak of the mountain is bathed in light The peak of the mountain is bathed in light
As I’m held captive by you… As I’m held captive by you…
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
Agony screamed in the 'ifs' of my existence. Agony screamed in the 'ifs' of my existence.
The poem shows how humans are destructing lives. The poem shows how humans are destructing lives.
But you will be watching me while I make all my moves. But you will be watching me while I make all my moves.
MY grandmother, like everybody’s grandmother, was an old woman... MY grandmother, like everybody’s grandmother, was an old woman...
But it is not darkness which is the absence of light But it is not darkness which is the absence of light
Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is breathtaking Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is b...
Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break! Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break!
All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise
Long drives are often laced with exhausting and impatience, especially on the sunny summer days. Long drives are often laced with exhausting and impatience, especially on the su...
The Man who has seen it all, the man who couldn't die.. but has to bear the burden of the pain of ag... The Man who has seen it all, the man who couldn't die.. but has to bear the burd...
A poem that revolves around the lives of women from the dark corners down the lane, who are isolated... A poem that revolves around the lives of women from the dark corners down the la...
People on high ground care little about scoffers on low ground. People on high ground care little about scoffers on low ground.
Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate.... Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate....
He contemplated death, but who shall purge this land, commit homicide? He contemplated death, but who shall purge this land, commit homicide?
Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that it could be hiding bo... Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that i...