A Photograph By: Prashant Upadhyay
He is a student of Navodaya Vidyalaya, Tarikhet. Loves to photograph about nature & its phenomenon.

Yes, its about to Rain! Beautiful Dwarahat, Uttrakhand By Prashant Upadhyay

Prashant Upadhyay

A Photograph By: Prashant Upadhyay
He is a student of Navodaya Vidyalaya, Tarikhet. Loves to photograph about nature & its phenomenon.

The Sun Is Going Down The Horizon (Tarikhet:Ranikhet), By Prashant Upadhyay

A Photograph By: Prashant Upadhyay He is a student of Navodaya Vidyalaya, Tarikhet. Loves to photograph about nature & its phenomenon.

A Lonely Evening by Prashant Upadhyay (Ranikhet)

Photograph by: Prashant Upadhyay

He is a Student from Navodaya Vidyalaya, Tarikhet. He loves to photograph, especially the nature.

Listen to the voices that surround you,
The air has something to say,
When everyone has calmed down,
When everyone is far away,
And you're all alone in the room,
Listening to the space around,
The hiss you feel in your ears,
Is louder than ever, so profound!

In the silence of the night,
When everyone is in his dreams,
You can hear time ticking in the clock,
The heart beats louder, it seems,
The footsteps, the rain drops, the wind,
Everything is clearer around,
In the silence you hear more,
That's the beauty of sound!

~Prashant Mishra

Glorious kingdom,
got submerged in the battle,
Wisdom is dead,
situations are now fatal.

Emptiness,
fills our lives,
Dead men are,
sleep deprived.

Gun fire fills the air,
Choking our souls,
Black birds in the sky,
Eat bodies that fall.

Clouds thunder,
Calling our names.
Our soul surrenders,
Rising in shame.

This ends not here,
There's a life that follows.
But it still has to be filled,
The grave, deep and hollow.

No more we live,
No more fear,
No more we cry,
No more tears!

(contd.)

~Prashant Mishra

(Read the previous parts to have a better understanding)

Our soul is dead,
No feelings inside,
Long ago from this day,
Our conscience had died.

Ego in heart,
Jealousy in mind,
Forgive all the enemies,
We're no more that kind.

"Life is a bitch",
We say this all time,
Thoughts full of revenges,
We've got for no crimes.

The battle is huge,
With the memories of past,
The good ones are good,
Its from the bad ones that last.

But deep into the ground,
We got to bury them all,
Our ego, the jealousy,
And the ones that made us fall.

Time will move on,
Life will keep up the pace,
And someday we'll say,
With a smile on our face,

Battles began,
Swords clashed,
Empty coffins,
Were filled in a flash.

But battles did end,
And noone had died,
The coffins were filled,
With the guilts we had inside.

Let 'tensions' keep on shouting,
And 'worries' keep on trying,
But seeing us winning the battle,
They'll all begin to cry,

"No more we live,
No more they fear,
No more they cry,
Now we've got all tears!"

~Prashant Mishra

If people aren't laughing at your goals, your goals are too small,
Coz each increment in the number of your critics, is an indication that you've heard your inner call.

Find a way out of your house, and you'll get what you need,
You got to do it right now buddy, don't just read!

Escape from the problems, you may do that for a while,
But someday you'll have to face them with a smile.

Coz if the enemy knows, you've come unprepared,
He'll crush you deep down in the Earth, you'll be scared.

A gun on your head with bullets loaded inside, shouldn't make you go nuts,
Coz you're grown up now, have some guts!

A simple sound of thunder, or a sudden flash of light,
Is something that adds thrill to the night.

Knowing every answer might not be the goal of life,
But the curiosity to know them all will make you feel alive.

So a gun on your head with bullets loaded inside, shouldn't make you go nuts,
Grow up man, face them all, have some guts!

[First line courtsey: Shruti Sinha]

~Prashant Mishra

I travel on the breaking path..
I try to make a new start..
I wander like an aimless owl..
I know its time to pay for fouls..

I wish I get what I had once..
I wish I'm done with guilt weighing tons..
I cut all threads and break my heart..
I try to make a new start..

Let all these pains, strengthen my soul..
May be its time to fill the hole..
Let all my strengths, stop being weak..
And this time, let the troubles freak..

~Prashant Mishra

They say, "Cowards have dreams, great men visions",
When brave men speak, everyone listens.

Tonight you have dreams, and you say you're strong,
May be you're right, those who said the quote are wrong.

But that is all a phrase, some follow, some refrain,
If you've doubt, say it, don't let it remain.

Inside your brave heart, that has grown in lot of cream,
Or may be you've visions, not exactly dreams.

Well, whatever they are, don't let them decide your fate,
Row out to meet your ship, inside the house don't wait.

Coz there's a lot to find, a lot to know about,
The seeds of success need action, for them to sprout.

~Prashant Mishra