Prateek Gupta Poems

Tears of a child is a holy pearl
It dropeth to Earth in a instantaneous curl.
The purest thing one can ever see
The only thing that never pleases me
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Colours of life are not always bright
Sometimes they too seem Black & White
At a height they look like dots of light
But very often they contain a chilly pail of fright
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Nature Nature Nature
The thing that has made every creature.
It’s in the sun in the sky
And not to forget the birds that fly.
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The time that’s most cheerful in ones life
Its childhood my friend when everyone cries.
Its time when we are pure by soul.
Then we are the onel like coal.
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I hunt and hunt but little thought
The wealth the man had showed me a lot.
But I see the man running around
With armed forces and guns round and round
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When I see the beautiful flowers
It is as beautiful as a diamond shower.
The one whose beutyseeps the ocean
For a griefful man it’s a magic potion
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