Pranav Ambardekar

blogs from Pune, Maharashtra

Certainly Uncertain (1 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Ode On Folly (3 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Love & Relationships
The Gulmohar (3 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Love & Relationships
Sandman (2 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Sometimes I Believe (3 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
What it is to fear (10 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Humour
Ode on a Sacred Stone (3 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
And As I Age, I Feel Young (7 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Weird
Waking Up to find a New World (17 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Weird
Disease, Disorder, Incurable (5 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Humour
Red in the Mind (8 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Anger Point (3 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Self Improvement
Playing God (5 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Humour
The Living Room (3 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
An Interview with Pranav Ambardekar (5 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Humour
The Cliffs of Aldonia (2 votes)
Posted 13 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Writing About Now (3 votes)
Posted 14 years ago under Offbeat > Weird
The Chelsea Story (3 votes)
Posted 14 years ago under Sports > Football
Those Days (6 votes)
Posted 14 years ago under Offbeat > Poetry
Rodney Bay- 2 (8 votes)
Posted 14 years ago under Offbeat > Memoirs

An Ode To Silence
Silence doesn't shed a burning tear, It smirks and laughs; That when you are told the party's over, Your time's up once and for all. It pats you on your shoulder, Fills you a glass of wine, For whatever little meaningless insecurity That dwell's in your heart. You drink your last remaining seconds T...
Posted on 3 March 2014 | 1:04 am
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Every Once in a While
A sodden image once forgotten, A song not sung for a while, Moments of a rotten time; Just another day that revives. Nostalgia dripping with cold dew, Tears dry up so fast, And today when the drizzle comes, My conditioned body lies aghast. And so we take a dip - Every once in [...]...
Posted on 18 December 2013 | 9:21 pm
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It's All Out There
It would be difficult to describe in concise, what keeps me awake till the black early hours of morning. But in doing so, I'm subjected to many stimuli that would otherwise be lost in deep sleep. It's properly annoying to find a kennel of dogs barking at three in the morning. This is not just [...]...
Posted on 11 October 2013 | 12:18 pm
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