A Beautiful poem by Prapti Pal | Dreamscapes – The Top Online Publishing Platoform For Poets, Writers & Painters In India

The world is’nt that beautiful but with you it seemed to be.
Compassion was just a word to me till I met you,
“Colours and Vibrance” at the same time a dream to be.
Imperfect alone perfect together, making the world go wild around us,
endless was our realtionship supposed to be.
Unbelievable it is, a bond so strong, deserving no broken strings,
undergoing a turmoil leaving us emotionally detached
that was never supposed to be.

Muse: Priya Singh

Once being enough for each other now falling prey to the never ending pain.
Truly said depression drews people apart though they don’t want to be.
My heart aches badly wants back what WE lost
but retracing in life is not meant to be.
The perpetual hollowness in my heart, the silent pain screaming,
loud enough heard to be.

Though the pain of seperation has made me stronger than ever,
fighting all the odds against all the winds,
well contended in my solitude,
still a part of me wanting you around to be..
Only to make me feel alive nevertheless it’s just a wish
comming true never to be.

–MALHAAR