Author: Prena subba
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spring blues
“i think someone april. i think someone broke somebody’s heart in spring” i have forgotten how the flavour of coffee feels like. i can only stare at a young boy on the bus stand sipping Starbucks, its coffee, i can smell it—i miss it but i gave up caffeine long ago. like how i gave…
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Art Journaling ✨
” you exist so loudly that it shames me to realize i am also the same aching person as you are with maps to lay and voyage to set ahead” the best achievement of 2020 was completing this art journal < 3 Journaling was so far the best way for me to organize my chaotic…
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unlike swans
we slow danced to blue moon by Dean Martin that night we had a German wine and he talked about politics, war, love, man kind, money and the wonders he believed. he told me i looked so beautiful like a swan. no,no he uttered and then he said i looked lovely like the night sky…
Prena Poetry 