Prena Poetry

beauty that is more than skin deep

Perhaps I thought a little too much

That I wasn’t pretty,

Rather I was such a raving wave

Swaying from place to place

Ranting along with the thunder

And lingering lost

Among those prettiest sunset and shores



Perhaps I thought a little too much

That I was just a disaster

Who tore apart the skies,

Flooded the happy dreams

And shamed the mid night moon

For her long lost innocence



But maybe, maybe

I wasn’t really that wretched

Maybe I sought after a wrong reflection



And perhaps I’m actually pretty

That I don’t really

Wreck away the things I love



Maybe this is me

The person with

So much of love,

So much of passion

And so much of being herself



— Prena Subba