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Diva Irin Sep 2015
Loneliness is a great friend
He never lets me wander alone,
Forever standing by me
He's there when all doors close.
He's one friend i trust
And i know no matter what
He'll be forever beside me
He's the only company I've got.
Diva Irin Aug 2015
Words are strange mystical myths
You never know what they mean
Fit into different situations
As if made for for them only
Beautiful is chosen with wisdom
Rudely bitter if true
But I wonder if I'd use the true ones,
Would they be accepted by you?
12:08 a.m.
The best poems are composed at the most odd hours. :)
Diva Irin Aug 2015
I let my guard down
And you broke me into pieces.
I melted my stone heart,
Only to have it shattered.
I started trusting someone besides myself
Now look what you've done.
I wont wear a blindfold again
I've learnt my lesson once.
I don't want to repeat
The mistakes that ive made.
I gave myself to you
Only to be bounced around
I guess I was too blinded by love
That i dint even realise
I was too lost in you,
In your eyes I saw my world
I had never given my heart away before
I thought you're my true love
Turns out it was true
Only you never loved me
But now I'll never love again.
I dont wanna be vulnerable
Im not scared of getting hurt,
Ive been through more pain than this.
I just dont want anybody to know
The girl that exists inside the hard crust.
I dont want anybody to care
Or to stand beside me.
I dont want anybody to see
All the things I can be.
Diva Irin Aug 2015
How can she expect to live
Her life on her own terms?
When even water moves
Only in a high to low direction?
These chains will always
Keep her bound.
Never let her fly away,
They'll always keep keep her locked to the ground.
Having a life of total liberty
Once used to be her dream
But it was as perpetual as
A house of cards it seems.
Now she's grown up enough
To face the reality that
This road is too rough.
It'll bruise her feet as she moves
But she can never get up from the ground
Not ever.
Even winds dont blow on their own
Their direction, decided by the sun.
In this brutally practical world
Used to live a silly girl.
Who was illusioned that all her great dreams
Would, one day, come true.
So she dreamt on and on
Not realizing that all the hopes she had
Were nothing except wrong.
The world's full of paradoxes,  they say
But she wasn't aware that
Life could really turn out to be this way.
She has to survive and also die
According to someone else.
The poor bird has been given wings
But not the permission to fly.
She'll die one day, suffocated
But shall learn to be happy and content
And wont even complain about how
She was never given a chance,
Ever, to prove herself.
One day, she'll fly away with a smile upon on her lips
To live her dreams in heaven.
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This poem is for all those women out there who dream big but then are suppressed. I, being a feminist stand up for them and strongly believe that these creatures are above any other God's creation..

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