Gloomy day

Sitting alone under a tree,
Setting up my heart free,
The pleasant breeze,
Holding my keys,
Opening the lock of my memories,
My hidden treasuries,
Coldly, I wonder,
Remembering the days of thunder,
My heartbroken,
Because of the words, you have spoken,
It made me upset,
I want to forget,
I remember more deep,
And cry out extreme,
Whenever I think of you,
Everything turns blue,
As life goes on,
I’m just moving on,
But now I want to step out of you,
And start my life new.

-Prasanna Pala


A message to a hater. Who always try to destroy us. They are getting themselves in pain. It’s like a suggestion to them.

What’s wrong with you?
Why are you chasing after me?
What do you want from me?
Why are you creating problems around me?
Why do you want to criticize me?
Why are you trying to imitate me?
Do you feel happy seeing me in problems,
Do you want to create cyclones around me?
Do you think a foolish thing like this can hurt me?
You want to destroy my smile,
Take my place,
Want me to fall,
Steal everything I have,
What will they give you?
If they don’t mean anything to you?
The things around me,
The people around me,
The place, the respect,
The happiness,
These all what I earned on my own,
I never got anything easy,
Everything around me,
But if you want to grab all this from me,
That won’t be with you,
Because you are not earning it,
You are stealing it,
If you are chasing after me,
You can’t even take a happy nap for a while,
Because you are filled with negative thoughts,
And a stressed life,
While doing these things,
You will lose yourself,
When you turn back,
To see your whole life,
You can only see me,
Instead of you,
It will hurt you more,
Instead of feeling jealous,
Or taking mine,
Why don’t you create a new for yourself,
New place, new people, and things,
On your own,
That’s what gives you respect,
Don’t feel happy by keeping someone in pain,
That means you are putting yourself into the ocean of pain.
Instead of hating me,
Lead your life happily.

-Prasanna Pala

Demon in human

Today, In the early morning,
I saw a video of a parent hitting her child,
The pity kid was bleeding,
She is punching on the kid face,
That kid was two years old,
How can a mother beat her child to death,
To just let out the anger on her partner,
She showed it on the poor kid,
Not only this one,
A father killed his child,
Because of his reasons,
Somewhere I saw video,
Two people tortured their father,
To get his property,
They dragged him out of the house,
Treated him like an animal,
Few people threw out their parents,
Saying that they are for no use,
Slapping, beating, torturing,
They did a lot,
For the parents who showed them a way to live,
Now kids are feeling parents as a burden,
At some places, parents torturing kids,
And other Kids torturing parents,
In the world,
Many people crying,
That they don’t have parents,
Elders, kids to take care of them,
But here, People are cruel,
Killing, torturing, throwing their loved ones,
Out of the house,
If there are no loved ones around us,
Then what is a meaning for life?
How will these people get changed?
People are becoming demons day by day,
Very cruel towards everyone,
The world looks so scary and terrific.

-Prasanna Pala

Hard work

I learned a lot,
I want to achieve something,
Day and night, I struggled for it,
Criticize, insults, rumors, failures,
A lot happened,
But nobody stood behind me,
I felt that situations made me strong,
But when I’m going to succeed,
The day or hour before it,
Few people appeared behind me,
Saying that they are my friends,
They trust me a lot,
I felt okay they trust me now,
I never asked them for help,
After my success,
The people who stood behind me,
Saying everyone that,
They are the only ones,
who stood behind my success,
Without them, I can’t even do a piece of work,
And their lies went too long,
All the credit belongs to them, and I stole it.
The people who heard these lies,
Poking me every time,
Saying that you should be thankful to them,
What you earned belong to them, not you,
You are such a cruel one who steals others hard work,
I worked,
I learned,
I did,
I cried,
I struggled,
I worried,
I got success,
But now what’s this?
Without seeing, without knowing, people poking me,
Saying that everything belongs to them,
The people who stood behind me,
Want to steal my hard work,
Only because I’m getting succeed,
If I failed,
They would never stand behind me,
And not even visible to my eyes,
Because they will get nothing standing behind me,
And even they say that I’m never a friend of her,
This is why trusting people is becoming hard for me,
I don’t like to ask a favor from any,
Whatever it is, I worked alone,
I struggled alone,
I succeed alone.
There’s nothing wrong with being alone,
Things happened in the past,
Without their hard work,
They blamed me,
So, I never let someone enter into my work,
I can do it all alone,
Alright, it’s a lesson,
Now don’t repeat it,
I work alone,
I enjoyed my success,
But a small thing making me sad is,
How can people steal others hard work,
Such cruelty with words,
Many people faced,
These kinds of situations,
The words that made us sad,
Never be taken back,
The pain is also never forgotten.

-Prasanna Pala

My memory

Few sad days we don’t want to remember. We are unable to forget. We want to run away. We try to forget that, But the more it comes into our thoughts. These words represent what we feel remembering sad situations.

Go away,
Go far from my way,
I don’t want you,
I don’t hear you,
I have none,
To explain my situation,
I can’t change this one,
It’s not that easy,
Remembering this makes me crazy,
Crying alone in the dark,
Remembering this painful mark,
Scared of standing in front of spark,
That’s alright,
All I need is to fight,
With my memory to forget,
But it is poking me like a perfect target,
This pain,
Making me insane,
Even though this situation happened long ago,
But I feel like this happened a minute ago,
Remembering too much is also like hell,
What all we can do is hoping for days to get well.

-Prasanna Pala

Bye pain..!

Writing about sad things more and more is a feeling of letting out the pain.

The dark clouds filled in my heart,
My happy smile moved apart,
What should I do now?
I have to get out of this, but how?
Bunch of tensions,
Countless questions,
Painful lessons,
What am I thinking,
My every word is shrinking,
Is this situation made me struck,
Or it’s a piece of thorn to pluck,
Problems are like the winter wind,
But I feel my patience makes me win.

-Prasanna Pala

In the dark

This darkness endlessly holding me,
I Don’t know What am I doing,
I can’t see any light in front,
Crying alone with regret,
Feeling empty without you,
A piece of memory,
Drowning me in the sea,
My world filled with silence,
Now we are away like strangers,
This is the life I have to live,
My smile turned into tears,
To my love, it is a goodbye.

-Prasanna Pala

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