Prashant Kuntal   (Prashant kuntal)
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Pour your heart out with those flickering strokes of your pen!!
Joined 15 September 2022


Pour your heart out with those flickering strokes of your pen!!
Joined 15 September 2022
3 SEP 2023 AT 15:21

Sins i do
Hidden down the cardiac notch
Careful it will sharter with a gentle touch.
Brittle as glass and clear as such .
Soul of free sprit that didnt care much .
Wanderer of life's trail in persuit of holy grail.
Looking for drizzling showers he found a suuny ray,
Just with the prologue flinched for his sail.
With those lost directions he paved his own way.
At the elated thrilled voyage that warm rays slid,
Smash the glass and disclose the secret that he hid .
He pardoned for mercy and asked to be cut to slices,
Was ready to pay his sins their prices .
He begged a knife to tear his muscle and bones,
Cant bear the pain of drowning in guilt ocean, feet tied to stones .
But the paranoid followed wherever he bid ,
Its the price of sins he never did

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17 AUG 2023 AT 23:50

दरिया की गहराइयों से निकले ही थे
किनारा देखा था तुमने झितिज के परेह।
एक प्रक्षोभ ऐसा आया था
जिसे देख दिल घबराया था।
पर हौसले हो बुलंद तो कहा डूबी है काछी की नाव।
बारिश की चंद बूंदों के साथ बह चले
ये जिंदगी की कश्ती कहा कागज़ी जनाब।।
माना की कुछ ख्वाब है तुम्हारे
ऊंचा उड़ना चाहते हो छूके आने है सितारे।
पर गर्दिश में जब चंद हो और उठ रहा सैलाब हो
बेखौफ उठ के पंख फैला दे दुनिया को पैगाम दो।
की अंधिओ से कहा रुकती है पंछी की उड़ान
बारिश की चंद बूंदों के साथ बह चले
ये जिंदगी की कश्ती कहा कागज़ी जनाब।
ये जिंदगी की कश्ती कहा कागज़ी जनाब।!!!!

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13 OCT 2022 AT 2:25

Every pain has a story and every story has its own pain

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16 SEP 2022 AT 10:40

Sometimes knowing the truth ,
Seeing the truth
And telling the truth
All are diffrent experiences

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15 SEP 2022 AT 13:18

Dont let the Perspective of others decide the fate of your truth

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15 SEP 2022 AT 10:11

KISS IN THE RAIN
She warned," don't love its treacherous will give you pain ,
Surmount your head and will run through veins."
Now sitting in solitude tears alluding my cheeks.
Dismay in selenophile at dark past ten,
Consoling the memories when adrenaline was at peeks .
Piercing contusions that my heart sustain,
Reminding the day when the heavens drops .
Trickling ground like music of saints ,
Cuddled in arms and listening uncried sobs .
Making love sweating like drains ,
" I still miss those lips and that kiss in the rain. "

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15 SEP 2022 AT 9:14

Ishq ya to gumnaam ho jata h ya fir badnaam

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