Praneet Singh  
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Joined 7 July 2017
19 OCT 2020 AT 0:46

If you tell me hate is a bad thing.
Than you haven't known what love is capable of.

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27 JUL 2020 AT 0:30

A stranger inside a body.

Oh. Why are you still here?
Ain't there a time when you would leave for good?
Is not easy making you go unheard. My own mind questions my abilities.
The stranger that has taken shelter in my mind.
Sometime a refugee could be difficult to dealt with.
And I don't remember how I left my border lose.
Maybe, I was just too busy in trying to make life.
No! I haven't put down my guards.
But sometime it's peaceful to sleep with empty mind.
There are time's though, I ask myself what would it be like if the stranger leaves my mind.
Would I just be a void with no soul?
Or a man with no goal.

©Praneet Singh

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16 MAY 2020 AT 2:00

How strange it is
That night breaks you and heal you at same time.

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15 MAY 2020 AT 19:05

You came in a broad daylight
Dress as a black angel.
Right at the moment
I knew you'd kill my light some day.
I couldn't hold myself
But be a prisoner to dark.
I still see your black eye
And I haven't learnt to hold back yet.
The horizon never seem to be on sight
Bottomless road it seems.
Oh! Darling! Do you hear me
I need to break this prison.
And there are times
When dreams comes to me.
I never seem to remember what I dreamt of
But your name is clear in my head.
Can't the clutches be free
Sometime it's hard to breathe.
Winter has come back again
With night getting longer and colder.
I've come to a term
To never let you supress me ever again.

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2 OCT 2019 AT 12:17

You see yourself. Giving strength.
In ways. You can never give yourself.

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2 JUN 2019 AT 4:07

What if I tell you
Writing dark bring me solace.
Ease my soul.
Would you still be around?
But more importantly,
what if I write and burn it
So nobody ever could read it.
What does that make me?
Or bring me down to?

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1 APR 2019 AT 14:58

My love for you never died. However, the poison of your ideas has numbed it. To it's core.

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14 JAN 2019 AT 13:15

/With writing not only one find losing sight
But a way to excape into infinite possibilities/

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3 MAR 2018 AT 12:27

I don't want you to paint my life;
If you ain't staying forever.

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10 FEB 2018 AT 23:40

Let me breathe. In you.
Not to live. But to feel.
Alive.

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