Have You ever seen
Pale faces in the street?
With cold eyes
Lips closed tight
Have You ever wandered are they alive?
They are breathing, alive
Living their usual life
The only thing it is
They are frozen inside
They are waiting for spring
But it doesnt come
They wait for birds to sing
But there is no sound
Just some memories of autumn
But there are no colors
No drops of sweet rain
Just the weeps for upcoming pain
The warm wind hides away
And the inner fire sleeps away
People around are living in summer time
And their time doesnt move a dime
They are stuck in cold winter
Just with few breaths left
Gasping on their own lives inside
Living their usual life outside.
But that doesnt matter to You
They are just some strangers
In the street for You
You have Your own wages.
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 7:52 AM UTC
She was the one who said yes
When everyone kept saying no
She was the one who asked questions
When everyone kept silent
She was the one who whent left
When everyone was walking right
She was the one who touched the sky
When everyone one was kissing ground
I was the one who got insipired
By curiousity and interest of hers
I was the one who followed
Through her open doors
Where everything is alive
Where everything is alright
Where screams are right
Where curiousities live
Away from dusty boxes
Of already forgoten people
Who didnt think or feel
That there is another way
She was only one sane in this world
Of plain things surrounded by coldness
Without her I would be lost in numbness
Dying slowly or already gone
She gave me answers
To questions I didnt know that exist
She showed me colors
That nobody sees
Maybe she just got me insane?
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 4:04 AM UTC
She was vurnable and stray
but he didnt see her that way
she was light
in his dark night
they were from diffrent places
with seperate cases
he wasn't bothered by her selfesteem
because she was his huge dream
he really wanted to touch her waist
while feeling her soft hair
and he didnt want time to waste
so he drove her to his lair
where he acted like a beast
during his ''love feast''
finally he felt appeased
and she felt deceased
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 3:59 AM UTC
I was in love just once
and just with him
I felt right just once
Even though, he was really slim
Full of affection
Weird appreciattion
Fondness of friendship
There was no realization
He was gentle, kind
And he was stuck in my mind
He acted like a child and a real dunce
And that happen more than once
And once we had our play
With smell of hairspray
With Phillip in our way
And when we got stuck like a clay
He had something stuck in his mouth
Words that he couldnt throw out
But I have thrown mine long ago
So, I got stuck in devastion
Of my once love's frustration.
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 3:55 AM UTC