Dr Praneethi Rao

My Recent Ghazal in English...... On Slums , underprivileged and help seeking souls stuck in Wars.......
(Honours to my professors who taught me this art ...Akhil Katyal and Tulika Chandra )


That's why I grieve

Carry pain and weapon under sleeve,
Souls in stake so today I grieve.

Blind me oh god! No one can reap,
Nor you give me any power , so I grieve.

Yet not a life we can retrieve,
No hesitation hence I grieve.

Human is old , foreign and greek,
Smile comprehending, calm and grieve.

Love is what I offer, but no one to receive,
Receiving isnt a choice for them so I grieve.

I get my answers in a colourful streak,
Only Grey's are visible that's why I grieve.

Greens wither,even nature will deceive.
Stagnant I am, is that's why I grieve?

Poles apart the sound of creek I seek.
A supreme soul puts me back well that why I grieve.

Rejected lives and souls I weave,
Unchangeable directions hence I grieve.

No matter how many times this ending I seek,
Life expects me to live with it, maybe that's why I grieve.

Not many reasons , only one I believe.
So I walk for long and inside I grieve.

Always make me strong and make me look weak,
So I wave them to resurrect and I will never grieve.

Give me noone to love and lie, give me noone to leave
Locked to sole purpose, pari don't let me grieve.......