Category: poetry
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the greatest meaning
i don’t want to know about the meaninglessness you feel, i don’t want to hear about the thousand chanting phrases you do for yourself or the blame you put on the past life, because here you are on this planet suffering and longing for something spiritually and an emotionally nostalgic world. there is no grand…
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love and idea
You fall in love with ideas more than you realize—the idea of something or someone; widely, truly, achingly beautiful to the arbitrary depths of one’s imagination. But then, the problem of falling in love with ideas is that you can’t touch it, you can’t hold it in the length of your arms and kiss it…
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Life as An Art
but living was really an art, wasn’t it?if i had only told you earlieri too have a semicolon inkedon my golden wrist mother doesn’t know what it meansi just tell her i am a survivorand will always make a warriorout of the woman in my chest there is no shame to be feltfor the sufferings…
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my broken fairytale
come with me,i will take thee to my grandiose citadel where i scribbled a fairytale on the walls step thy fair feet into my ballroomcast thy marble eyes on the chandelier as each glass tinkles it creates a rhapsody so will i dance in my prettiest silver gown hear the marble floor breath silently whisper…
Prena Poetry 