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Time flies in a blink of an eye it's like you're here then you say goodbye.
But don't be shy just stay with me,           
                                          please stay with me.
I promise we will be together for eternity.     
     
                    Don't you wanna be?
           Oh darling don't you wanna be?
This was a part from a song that I had written a very long time ago.
All these emotions bottled up inside if only someone can see from the outside. It's a constant struggle between dragging a blade down my skin or just keeping everything within. I can't take this anymore though, I feel like being buried two feet wide and six feet deep, I'm sure nobody would weep. For now I'll just keep myself isolated for all of my happiness has drained away. I see how empty and dull my life has become, so I turned my wrists red so that my world wouldn't seem so dark anymore.
I'm tired all the time.
 Oct 2015 pralay patra
NvrMnd
This place gets old
Stained walls,
Broken roads..
Surrounded, crowded..
Still, familiar..
Only familiar
Something's different
The scent?
The people? You?
Ah, No more you...

Your walk,
How you look..
More certain..
Different from what I've known
Is it change?
Is it the clock?
That keeps ticktocking
And every tick is a step
Taking you away
Far from me..

Time changes everything
Wait, no, no..
Time leads us..
To 'who we're suppose to be'
We don't change..
In process of getting to know
We discover,
This life
This place
Ourselves.
Sorry, I can't describe it myself clearly how I think we're not changing.. I believe that we're suppose to be the person we are now.. Whatever we're going through is a step to self discovery, we don't change, everything is in there, inside of us living from the very start of one's life.
“Is this place taken?”
She asks, a finger pointed
At my empty heart.
haikus after a hiatus

River flows from every side & corners,
It makes new directions and ways,
It's water meets to sea and ocean,
We should also mix  with each other's culture like river does,
Mix with culture and share new ethics and love,
So that you can grow and spread in every direction like river does,
Spread love and humanity with mixing culture and traditions.
Do not pollute water with poisonous chemicals,
Do not pollute world with  criminal deeds & treacherous minds,
Make Water clean as transparent mirror shows,
Make your inner person Clean &  as beautiful as transparent mirror.

Mirror mirror !!!
Who is the unlucky in this world
The one who fails the thing in one
And no doubt its infront

Mirror Mirror !!
Who is the saddest in this world
The one who is here to ask
you have no money to buy all you want

Mirror Mirror !!
who is the happiest in this world
Go and asked with another one

                                          
                                                      Mirror Mirror !!
                                                      Who is the happiest in this world
                                                      Ohh didn't you notice care of  one
                                                      You­ are the one with bunch of love

                                                      Mirro­r Mirror !!
                                                      Who is the prettiest in the world
                                                      You are the queen of someone's hearts !!!
 Oct 2015 pralay patra
Angie S
Lisa
 Oct 2015 pralay patra
Angie S
A smile like the sun on a hot summer day
Cracks open the darkness and peeks out from
Corners of the dirtied bathroom stall;
Other days seemed so hollow that she could
Merely be flung into the air like thin sheets of
Paper with a gust of wind; but today she
Lost herself in a boy who simmered in the pool.
In an instant she learned to live. And, when given the
Choice, rather than take to the air once again, she
Enlisted in his army.
Lisa Mishima. She has eyes like those kids from the institution.

(To understand this poem, 1. Watch at least the first episode of Zankyou no Terror and then 2. Did you notice i spelled a word)
O'DRISCOLL drove with a song
The wild duck and the drake
From the tall and the tufted reeds
Of the drear Hart Lake.
And he saw how the reeds grew dark
At the coming of night-tide,
And dreamed of the long dim hair
Of Bridget his bride.
He heard while he sang and dreamed
A piper piping away,
And never was piping so sad,
And never was piping so gay.
And he saw young men and young girls
Who danced on a level place,
And Bridget his bride among them,
With a sad and a gay face.
The dancers crowded about him
And many a sweet thing said,
And a young man brought him red wine
And a young girl white bread.
But Bridget drew him by the sleeve
Away from the merry bands,
To old men playing at cards
With a twinkling of ancient hands.
The bread and the wine had a doom,
For these were the host of the air;
He sat and played in a dream
Of her long dim hair.
He played with the merry old men
And thought not of evil chance,
Until one bore Bridget his bride
Away from the merry dance.
He bore her away in his atms,
The handsomest young man there,
And his neck and his breast and his arms
Were drowned in her long dim hair.
O'Driscoll scattered the cards
And out of his dream awoke:
Old men and young men and young girls
Were gone like a drifting smoke;
But he heard high up in the air
A piper piping away,
And never was piping so sad,
And never was piping so gay.
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