Author: Prena subba
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Coffee Shop Lovers
the other day, i walked past a coffee shop on my way home, it caught me deeply when i saw a reflection of myself on the window. i don’t quite remember if this was the place we first met, it has been so long now that i have almost forgotten i have grown older and…
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Sorry not sorry
i am sorry if the scars i left in you still yearns for an answer, i am sorry now i can do nothing much to take in the ache of the world and make you feel loved. i am done. now. i am done keeping broken people in my arms and bruising myself to fix…
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Parallel Lines
i am half drunk and half in love as i look at you from across a bar window. you are out there in the street in your brand new jacket but every piece of you, it is desperately clinging on to last bit of life in your flesh. your parents skipped the good groceries to…
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Sinking Sea
I am the sea; always the waves that never get tired of forgiving and yet never forgetting the damage left by the storms. I am brave but not brave enough to hold up when the thunder splits me apart. I never get tired of pointlessly crawling back to the same shore when no one is…
Prena Poetry 