prachand

Time and you

time and you...

love and lust

love and lust...

divinity

divinity...

worship in the fall

worship...

Artificiality

artifice...

good morning (after the storm)

rays...

Form and Content in Poetry

I have been trying to experiment with various forms of versification and poetic grammar. I am a votary of the philosophical idea that there is a dialectic of fo...

spreading love

spread...

Unpredictability

predict...

The function of night

The lone warrior of night Spreading poetry In dreams Giving new rhythms To the dry passage of time Displacing Condensing The dust of our drudgery Effacing Surfa...

Blindness

The dark gown on your shoulders Has left us blind, and other senses sharpened We lie in the cosiness of our dreams Tired you alight leaving the night horses You...

Raw feeling

The raw feeling that rises Trumping Trolling Triumphant Are expressions Dissatisfied Unexpressed Repressed Displaced Uttering the unutterable Still unuttered --...

Your call

let it come my dear better lead a life and know it precarious than insane boredom of security of abiding by rules actually behaving like mules the monotony leth...

breaking barriers

all barriers must be broken the roots that make us immobile must be shaken let the streams flow and unite all shores while abundance resides filling all pores t...

The Sound of Silence

the inspiration that provokes a rhythm that rhymes and chimes our souls is silent immobile the meaning that you look for may not be clear the music that sounds ...

good morning

flowers lie wrinkled petals scattered floating tired sun rises blushing collecting dew drops admiring his own labour sweet pleasure --------- © 2017, Prachand. ...

Do not make any fuss

Come my love let us not wait for the time that will be for us let us not make any fuss the cusp that our pathways make will lead us apart we must depart chart o...

life lessons

torn between immediate desire and the life that we aspire we divide our day and night trying hard to look for a hideout to cry out, and find some respite time s...

Nocturne

The night surrounds us with memories entering our dreams Beaming desire and steaming fire Screams that haunt and those which daunt Still some that we flaunt in ...

Our Skyscrapers

the vastness and stillness of the sky confined we are high nigh spotting specks of the dust cleaning our windows once again admire its openness its giving from ...