Incomplete

I was touched by his sole,
He always played a silent role,
Me with him like a bitter sweet,
We always looks incomplete,
One day we have sparkle rain,
Next day we love again,
We are watching the hailstones,
Pulling us out of cyclones,
Holding hands in the snow,
Whenever we feel so low,
He occupied all my heart,
It’s hard for me to move apart.

-Prasanna Pala

Golden sand

I was staring at the same place,
Where he was sitting before,
Everything was just the same,
But where is he now?
He promised me, he’ll hold my hand,
Walking in the golden sand,
He is leaving now far away,
I’m broken down into tears.

-Prasanna Pala

Summer

The smell of summer,
Set my heart on fear,
The month of exam,
Mind of trauma,
Dehydrated afternoon,
Want this season finish soon,
Leaves falling on my way,
Just like my memories slipping away.

-Prasanna Pala

Falling star.

I haven’t asked the falling star,
It made my wish so true,
We tied in the agony,
We were never like we used to be,
You are not a miscreant,
I’m not a sinner too,
We are in same pain over years,
We finally got to know the truth.

-Prasanna Pala

Surprise

Was it true?
What did I see?
Was it the same old story,
Filled with tears,
Missing over years,
Or a new story,
With a surprise?

-Prasanna Pala

Circle

I am back to the place,
Where I started,
I took circle path,
Filled with stones,
Hardwork with zero results,
Tear my heart apart,
Heart always say,
Why to concentrate on things,
Which are not at all important,
Instead look after things,
That makes you happy.

-Prasanna Pala

Trust

Trusting a lie,
Never let you fly,
Never, forever,
Nobody stands ever,
Situations, surrounding,
No one cares your feeling,
I’m one the edge of the fence,
Crying loud in the silence.

-Prasanna Pala

Silence

Someone told me,
I waste time with my silence,
Now I recognize,
I wasted time in responding.

-Prasanna Pala

Promise

It sound funny,
When people do high promises,
And when the time comes,
You can see no one,
A word doesn’t value anymore,
When you don’t stand on it,
But everything changes with the same.

-Prasanna Pala

Shadow

I can see the same view,
Out of my window,
I cannot feel the same me,
Inside with my shadow,
The warm teardrop,
On the edge of my eyelash,
Feels like nothing,
Tired of everything.

-Prasanna Pala

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