Eshwara Prasad

Eshwara Prasad Apr 2024

Eyes of the poet,
Seeing worlds beyond our own,
Feelings overflow.

Eshwara Prasad Apr 2024

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Fear mongering mind.
Dreams forever filled with fright.
Life devoid of peace.

Eshwara Prasad Apr 2024

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Words on paper speak.
The ache of that lonely day resonates.
No comforting touch.

Eshwara Prasad Apr 2024

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Every flaw leads to perfection once it overcomes itself when it can no longer support itself.

Eshwara Prasad Mar 2024

Speech is the clumsy distortion of silence.

Eshwara Prasad Mar 2024

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In silence, we write.
Without feedback, words fall flat.
Poetry is extinct.

Eshwara Prasad Mar 2024

Life

Life's fleeting moments
experiences we hold dear,
but never truly own.