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pralay patra Oct 2015
In the lap of nature
Under the Willow tree
Accompanied by others creature
I sit with depression in me.

Here, by the side of Willow
Also flowing the great stream
Where at the midst, in a row
I can hear the rolling Salmon's scream.

Here also blowing the cool air
Under the blue evening sky
But these all objects still unfair
To my soul without satisfy.

Because you know without your beautiful face
In my mind, these phenomena have no trace.
Moma dukes Feb 2019
Love, you can love someone so much just to them out of your life so the love turns to hate.                                                            ­             Happy, you can be the happiest person in the world that will do anything to make someone so happy but in return they take and ripe the closest thing away from you so your happiness turns to unhappiness.                                                     ­                                         The one thing that can make you so happy can be ripped away from you. So now thinks are so different cause now what you had makes  you so miserable cause all because of someone’s else’s hatred can make you so unhappy cause what you had you don’t have no more and it give the emtiness that ripped your heart out your chest and it will never be whole again. As long as you live always thinking why is this happening to me.                                                              ­              Why can’t I just die. Why am I still on earth the most unhappiest person and the one thing that can make you whole again is just a hour away but that one thing you do to get that happiness back will put you in jail the ready of my life. So why can’t I say why me.

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