Tag: broken people

• why i love tragedy

  and if you ask me to write a storyi would write about the utmost tragedy and every form of tyranny, ripping the life out of a body. you would call me insane for burning down the finest love stories. while i would just waste my body over a stale whiskey served in tea cups and…

  Prena subba

  February 27, 2022

  poetry

  broken people, bukowski, human, life, philosophy, prenapoetry, stories, tragedy

• Oceans and ache

  I think the point where you live the life to its fullest magnificence is when you understand you no longer need validation, glorification or the utmost desire to bring the world under your feet. What great things I used to say when I was younger, what great things I dreamt about and ached to grasp…

  Prena subba

  February 16, 2022

  prose, poetry

  broken people, hopeless, loneliness, pain, Prena Poetry, prose, sadness

• Graceless Graveyard

  And then I wish at times I could make you understand that the sadness I feel beneath this glow isn’t like those earth wrecking hurricane and storms, which comes once in a while to wreck away the city tops and amusement parks that can be rebuild all the way back. It feels like a cancer;…

  Prena subba

  July 13, 2021

  prose, poetry

  Bhutanese writer, broken people, depression

• Concealed Courage

  Maybe he was told that it was okay. For the world was so much bigger than the amount of toys that his six years old hand could hold. Mayhe, at 15, his father contemplated that his son wouldn’t come to waste his life like his brother. His mother must have held his hand on the…

  Prena subba

  May 27, 2021

  prose, poetry

  Bhutanese writer, broken people, Prena Poetry, suicide