Submissions by Suryapratap
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
11th Oct 2015 10:07pm
11th Oct 2015 10:07pm
Discovery
Pondering over my goals i noticed motives and objectives being imbibed, not intrinsic.
It put me in a pickle and i started questioning the authenticity of ambitions and passion.
People say they are of a particular school of thought.
They say they are communists,socialists and capitalists and what not.
Some assume the titles of conservatives and some become liberals.
Looking at your dedication at being someone, having a legacy, you have made me think of myself as a fool.
Oh no, don't be mistaken to think I judge you.
I am one of you.
Creating my own...
It put me in a pickle and i started questioning the authenticity of ambitions and passion.
People say they are of a particular school of thought.
They say they are communists,socialists and capitalists and what not.
Some assume the titles of conservatives and some become liberals.
Looking at your dedication at being someone, having a legacy, you have made me think of myself as a fool.
Oh no, don't be mistaken to think I judge you.
I am one of you.
Creating my own...
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Oct 2015 8:32pm
11th Oct 2015 8:32pm
What is Love(Decoded)
What is Love
A king's attempt to secure life, which became a monument eventually.
An artist's attempt to portray and convey his feelings,which became Mona Lisa eventually.
A musician's melodious composition, which became a stairway to heaven eventually.
Nature's gift,which quenched thirst evetually.
Father's moistened eyes which showed pride then.
Patient's sigh which showed gratitude then.
A jump and fist in the air which showed accomplishment then.
A long breath which showed an arduous task then.
A peck on the cheek by her.
An angry...
A king's attempt to secure life, which became a monument eventually.
An artist's attempt to portray and convey his feelings,which became Mona Lisa eventually.
A musician's melodious composition, which became a stairway to heaven eventually.
Nature's gift,which quenched thirst evetually.
Father's moistened eyes which showed pride then.
Patient's sigh which showed gratitude then.
A jump and fist in the air which showed accomplishment then.
A long breath which showed an arduous task then.
A peck on the cheek by her.
An angry...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Oct 2015 11:12pm
6th Oct 2015 11:12pm
Stigma and Prejudice
I have been hiding in the squeezy shades of autumn,
You have vanished off, oh adorable phantom.
I see the light of your chamber, in the soaring towers, enlightening my skies.
My barn across the bay is cursed with my desolate cries.
My bourgeois blood though not as pure will love you oh bourgeoise, I promise.
As the clear skies, the full moon light have adhered our eyes.
Both of us are at fault, my darling Eos.
First were the Gods, now the men who purge us of our desires.
But now i will rise , to fight and win you forever.
I have waited too long for this...
You have vanished off, oh adorable phantom.
I see the light of your chamber, in the soaring towers, enlightening my skies.
My barn across the bay is cursed with my desolate cries.
My bourgeois blood though not as pure will love you oh bourgeoise, I promise.
As the clear skies, the full moon light have adhered our eyes.
Both of us are at fault, my darling Eos.
First were the Gods, now the men who purge us of our desires.
But now i will rise , to fight and win you forever.
I have waited too long for this...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Jun 2015 9:57am
28th Jun 2015 9:57am
ACCIDENTAL PRINCE
He cannot have friends, just alliances.
He felt sceptre was too heavy, could he carry?
Lust it was or was it Love?
Pretending to solve,
he loved entanglement.
Conscience called and left him in tears.
Values scared him, unsure of the path he was, hence oblivion he preferred.
Heavy was the burden,
laboured were his shoulders,
worn out he was.
Should he growl or weep?
Should he aim or be lost?
Should he be lost!?
He felt sceptre was too heavy, could he carry?
Lust it was or was it Love?
Pretending to solve,
he loved entanglement.
Conscience called and left him in tears.
Values scared him, unsure of the path he was, hence oblivion he preferred.
Heavy was the burden,
laboured were his shoulders,
worn out he was.
Should he growl or weep?
Should he aim or be lost?
Should he be lost!?
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SELF POEM
Published
26th May 2015 5:48pm
26th May 2015 5:48pm
In Control
Strong stood he with his trident and vade mecum
with a percept of controlled destiny and paths chosen.
Paganist he was at heart he forgot.
Nature played it’s course.
He gasped over a “Yes” and took over a new path.
A new path?
No, he thought ,a subsidiary at best.
Mesmerised by the chirp he was.
Values then called, peer purged and past did haunt.
A sweet slumber it was. Incomplete though, he felt.
A greater fete was to be achieved, sacrifices were to be made
and sceptre was to be held.
He left.
with a percept of controlled destiny and paths chosen.
Paganist he was at heart he forgot.
Nature played it’s course.
He gasped over a “Yes” and took over a new path.
A new path?
No, he thought ,a subsidiary at best.
Mesmerised by the chirp he was.
Values then called, peer purged and past did haunt.
A sweet slumber it was. Incomplete though, he felt.
A greater fete was to be achieved, sacrifices were to be made
and sceptre was to be held.
He left.
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Jun 2014 3:23pm
9th Jun 2014 3:23pm
Passionate animosity
All principles are void, all theories go null.
You give the peaks and falls.
Spontaneity and equilibrium are derived from u.
You burn, you extinguish.
You are the harmony and you bring chaos.
There's no proof of ur existence, thought let me know who r u.
You are weird, though you make passion throb.
You alter decisions, though teach the biggest lesson.
Love.
You give the peaks and falls.
Spontaneity and equilibrium are derived from u.
You burn, you extinguish.
You are the harmony and you bring chaos.
There's no proof of ur existence, thought let me know who r u.
You are weird, though you make passion throb.
You alter decisions, though teach the biggest lesson.
Love.
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 10:42pm
3rd Jun 2014 10:42pm
SILENCE
They walked the same path, wore the same mask.
Their silence too was for the same cause.
Words were bullets they thought and used them well.
Pretending to be in a state of lethologica, both knew well what was to be said.
Though silence was what they preferred.
Being nemophilists of their own world, they had appetence for the common cause.
I know what you think he said, so do I she said.
Time was short and factors were many, to ponder, though they remained silent knowing the words
uttered might engrave.
A never ending silence it is going to be, searching...
Their silence too was for the same cause.
Words were bullets they thought and used them well.
Pretending to be in a state of lethologica, both knew well what was to be said.
Though silence was what they preferred.
Being nemophilists of their own world, they had appetence for the common cause.
I know what you think he said, so do I she said.
Time was short and factors were many, to ponder, though they remained silent knowing the words
uttered might engrave.
A never ending silence it is going to be, searching...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 10:41pm
3rd Jun 2014 10:41pm
LIFE
Life is about playing least no. of gambles,
Though they are the ones making the adrenaline gush.
Life is about being indriyajayy,
Though we "enjoy" being out of control.
Life is about finding sophrosyne,
Though we prefer being excited.
Life is about finding the reason,
Though we love to suffer in infatuation.
Life is a relief,
Though we unnecessarily feel bound.
Life.
Though they are the ones making the adrenaline gush.
Life is about being indriyajayy,
Though we "enjoy" being out of control.
Life is about finding sophrosyne,
Though we prefer being excited.
Life is about finding the reason,
Though we love to suffer in infatuation.
Life is a relief,
Though we unnecessarily feel bound.
Life.
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 12:24pm
3rd Jun 2014 12:24pm
Answer
Shattered to pieces, broken from within was something.
Calamity said mind, beware.
Logic was questioned and principles challenged,
Though no solution was found.
I control abstraction, I control the thinking,
Everything emanates from me, I am the source growled he.
Let it take it's toll, something's are better left to time.
Plans don't always succeed, spontaneity is to respected said she.
Don't be naive, express what you feel, pain is temporary said she.
Your prejudice won't work neither your pride.
For this is the fruit borne called the...
Calamity said mind, beware.
Logic was questioned and principles challenged,
Though no solution was found.
I control abstraction, I control the thinking,
Everything emanates from me, I am the source growled he.
Let it take it's toll, something's are better left to time.
Plans don't always succeed, spontaneity is to respected said she.
Don't be naive, express what you feel, pain is temporary said she.
Your prejudice won't work neither your pride.
For this is the fruit borne called the...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 12:22pm
3rd Jun 2014 12:22pm
Conscience
You are a brain child that's why you prefer logic,
U get persuaded, you are also a progeny of your heart.
You analyse and contemplate,
But at the same time you fall.
You want to have restraint,
But you want to be carefree.
You want to be that ruler,
But deep down inside you want to kick it all.
Think about it what I say,
Go for it ,its life I say.
Get over your senses, lust,anger,greed,haughtiness,over joy,vanity is not for you..
Make a choice that makes you happy.
All the greats speak of all but one..
Love is the one.
You...
U get persuaded, you are also a progeny of your heart.
You analyse and contemplate,
But at the same time you fall.
You want to have restraint,
But you want to be carefree.
You want to be that ruler,
But deep down inside you want to kick it all.
Think about it what I say,
Go for it ,its life I say.
Get over your senses, lust,anger,greed,haughtiness,over joy,vanity is not for you..
Make a choice that makes you happy.
All the greats speak of all but one..
Love is the one.
You...
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