Dr.Pratik Prabhakar
Drama
Oh I am so lonely
Without you only
Come my dear
Take away my fear
My path will clear
If you were mere
Buy you are far
Far from me
How can I acheive
Necessary for me
Come let's make a story
Story of joy
Happiness will be there
No sorrow or cry
Indefinite
Optimist
Faded
The End
Discover
Run
Never
Traveller
Only
Precious
I sat up in the midnight when the night was still, I sat up in the midnight when the night was still,
As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats
Moldy walls and rusted parts, Moldy walls and rusted parts,
Poor water runs clean and smooth, Poor water runs clean and smooth,
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
It's futile to forge a sense of belongingness to the body It's futile to forge a sense of belongingness to the body
Your beauty is NOT in those glittery eyes, Your beauty is NOT in those glittery eyes,
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me. But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me.
The wind warmed up from being the dry cold, As in the mortuary! The wind warmed up from being the dry cold, As in the mortuary!
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
With my child's cries, I wither, And my child's smile, I rebound, Every moment, I emerge str With my child's cries, I wither, And my child's smile, I rebound, Every moment...
First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the people around me... First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the pe...
The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all of us out there. The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all...
Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers' Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers'
Let's pull off this disparity, can't we? Let's pull off this disparity, can't we?
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp... Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp...
Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent
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