Say something..

Say something,

I wanna hear you,

It’s been so long,

I have been missing you,

You always wake up me,

With your smile,

You always text me,

In the middle of night,

I have been missing your,

Old and olden texts,

I have been missing our,

Funny funny fights,

I remembered these,

Lines you said to me,

“Are you still angry on me,

Okay carry on,

I missing you every day,

Text me anytime,”

By seeing your text,

I lost my anger,

I smiled happily,

I just wanna say you,

I missed you a lot,

I was always always in,

Your love thought.

-Prasanna Pala

Liar

To me you’re a liar,

Your love disappear,

Don’t last even for year,

It left with a tear,

Nothing looks clear,

When you were near,

I was in fear,

You left me dear,

This pain is severe,

You are not sincere,

I smiled when you appear,

Now it’s my life don’t interfere.

-Prasanna Pala

Placid

Blue,
Deep blue,
Deep blue ocean,
Hiding, sliding,
My emotion.


Want to move away wars,
I want to ride in the stars,
Fadeaway all the scars,
Travel to the Mars.


Classic and retro feelings,
Flying out of me,
Like bright butterflies,
Reflect twinkling eyes.


What comes the day after tomorrow,
The way that someone behaves,
A single piece of information,
A period of 24 hours.


What you have is present time,
The state of being Cool,
When you are hurt,
You can see the red liquid,
sent around the body by the heart.


The feeling of being certain,
Something exists true,
That express feeling,
being stubborn and refusing.


Renouncing a belief,
And enhancing power,
Forgot the awful experience,
Start tomorrow with eagerness.

-Prasanna Pala

My heart

My heart is like a dead tree,
Hiding a seed of hope,
By listening to all possible ways,
To reach my success,
This seed grew like a young plant,
Now because of situations and hard times,
It is just like cutting the top of the plant,
I cried a lot and lot,
Not for cutting the top,
I cried with happiness because,
My life started newly,
instead of dying like a seed,
It was just born now,
And this cutting this pain is also beautiful,
Instead of growing like a weak strait stem,
It will grow like a huge deciduous tree.

-Prasanna Pala

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