A Walk To Remember…

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• Way to the moon
  A road that curves around itself, wrapped in an embrace I start and end where it all begins but everything seems new once again I cut the strings and let myself go I roll down the hill,let m...
• Whole of life in a single moment
   I think about you all night Is it just my dream, or I just might Be with you on a thoughtful stream And live all the moments I always dreamt of. Holding you in my arms, feeling those lip...
• What is my life?
  What is my life if not a broken glass? Cracked and dented in a million shards, Liable to hurt others who step on the pieces. What is my life if not like a broken harp? The melody lost from its ...
• My Silent Love…
  Captive by this doomed spell, as you surround me with your celestial presence, I quietly toss coins, into the wishing well. My heart is pounding to say a million things, but surrenders alway...
• Us Against the World!
  As the world stood crumbling, Ashes, fire, smoke, dust! I looked at her, the face; damp, beneath all that soot! This is the end, of the dreams, the hopes, the world! It's us against the world...
• My beautiful morning
  Sunshine in the morning awakes me from her dream. Every time I see the sun and ask, "why do you wake me up from her dreams?" Sun smiles and tells me, "Prashant dreaming time is over." It's time ...
• The mask
    Let me be hidden beneath this veil, Let this long dark silence prevail. I was inefficient, coward and fool, Should have chosen silence over falsehood. The mask empowered me with...
• A foggy Morning
  It's a foggy morning, Even the sun is shivering in his cloudy blanket! Heaps of paper, waste on a side, Someone stands with a match in his hand! The fire, the wind show their might! The wind b...
• There were pretty days
                        There were many pretty days my mom told me They would come over and kiss my dreams...
• The Garden of Wisdom
  I, ran away from a tactless crowd, and came to a world where mysticism was practised loud Aah! It was a moon-lit garden of which I had always dreamt, gratifying and delectable it was,not like th...