Tag: 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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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…
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what a home can look like
what i have learned is thathome is not always a four walled placewith dining table and fancy family portraitsit is the palace you seek in other people’s livesit is a place in your mother’s heart,the warmth of your fathers hug,the bottle of drink you share with your friends. sometimes it is the sky that tellsand…
Prena Poetry 