Tag: sadness
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aching persona
i remember lying on the cold floor for hours, it was ages ago but i remember how inscrutable and haunting it felt. i remember the first time i felt that wave of melancholia, we were back in my mother’s hometownone afternoon, i was staring at the empty green mountains, and all at once my eyes…
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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…
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who we are
i walk out of a bar, half drunk and half dissolved in thoughts of you. it feels funny that i still remember your house address from the old library form. i know your dad built that house and your sister was born in one of those room, your whole life revolved around your parents suffering…
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Voiding Beauty
but my lovewhat will you dowhen it starts to get lonelier than ever.i know some years down the lineyou will look so lovelyas you lean by your small apartment windowin one of those majestic citiesand quietly smoke a cigarette.i know how you will smell offresh cut lavender on monday mornings.every weekday at 10am,the little lady…
Prena Poetry 