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Unknown stranger Mar 2020
How beautiful you are,
And your lies?
Ah, they are more beautiful!
Everytime they take me to a different world,
And after hearing one
My soul cries for more...
Say that we will always be together,
Even if it's a lie ,
But please say you will be with me forever.
Say that you will never make me cry
And our heart will find a way of truth ,
Say it , even if it's a lie.
And I never feel regret
Nor my eyes cry
Because it's your lies,
Which keep me alive
Otherwise the darkess truth had already make me to die..
Please tell me one last beautiful lie,
I promise I will believe
Say that you love me
And will never leave
whatever the situation may be.
Unknown stranger Jul 2020
Being a girl is simple
You just have to sign up some terms and conditions,
Even if it's beyond your emotions.
Being a girl is simple
You just have to face ***** eyesights,
And be listen even if u are right.
Being a girl is simple
You just have to uphold every bite,
And end up the day always giving yourself fake satisfaction that everything is alright.
Being a girl is simple
You just have to take permission for your every flight ,
And always reach home before night.
Being a girl is so simple
You just have to sacrifice your dreams,
And keep yourself engage in such things for you which doesn't even mean.
Being a girl is not simple
Unknown stranger Apr 2021
I can see my body lying beneath the ground,
Lifeless , with no more fear of death ;
Soon they will bury me in the old cemetery,
The place once when alive was afraid to visit ;
Will be my new home now .
The old burried corpses have long stories to tell,
And soon like them my stories will be remain untold .
She can't hear me ;
There is no use of saying
"Please don't bury me with those ugly corpses , they wil eat me up. "
Soon my nails will be in coffin ,
And my palm will be nowhere to rub her tears .
I know she will cry ,
I know she will be broken ,
But the tears will soon flee away
Leaving its mark on her cheeks forever.
Unknown stranger Aug 2021
The evening sky is turning red ;
And once again I am watching the sunset alone;
Without any regret ,
Without any grief ,
My heart is blooming on the solitary path;
And my soul is enjoying the beauty of it.
Maybe the red wine has turned pale waiting for her,
Maybe the petals of dead roses are dried years ago.
But my sight don't need the flickering light anymore,
Maybe it's making its own sunshine .
The peace is immense ,
Though the happiness will take time to make it's hut,
But the satisfaction is at peak.
Ah!! I want to be alone for a bit more ;
Or maybe forever!!
And i want to spend every evening watching the sunset on my own!
Unknown stranger Oct 2020
i dont always like
to hold the pen,
but when it comes on
writing poems ;
i can hold it FOREVER!
Unknown stranger Dec 2020
Goodnight!
But the night might not be good for me ;
Today also i lost my sleep,
Soon the demons of past will roam around me;
Soon i will get lost in the dark night ,
The left out memories will haunt me again ,
Once again the film of mistakes will be replayed,
The horrible noises will scream that every fault was mine .
And and i will left with no choice but to hurt myself,
And when everything will be over
The night will slowly pass away;
Leaving a drop of tear on my cheek.
Unknown stranger Jan 2020
Her eyes are like wine
I want to drink it,
Her lips are like patels of rose
I want to feel it,
And in her smile
I want to make my shelter,
Oh! I had lost myself in her.
Her hairs are like feathers
I want to play with them,
And when she talks
I want to listen to her forever,
Oh! I had lost myself in her.
You are my entire poem
I m just a metaphor of yours
Unknown stranger Nov 2020
Without breaking the silence ;
I slowly move towards the depth .
I can feel the cold breeze
Gently writing its name,
I can hear the call of ocean
Calling me to feel its beauty ,
In my every breath
New desires r taking birth ,
And when i close my eyes ;
I can hear the gossips of mermaids,
I can feel the tickling of water ,
Everything seems to be so perfect
I wish i could stay a little longer
But i have to go;
Maybe he is still waiting for me
To come and hear about the world i have seen!
Unknown stranger May 2020
It is okay to mention my periods in public
Cause for me it is not a thing to shy ,
Or to maintain distance from anyone that passes by.
It is okay to wear shorts outside;
Or to go out in the late night ,
And do wrong things that seems to be right .
It is okay to be careless ,
Or be in the same ugly comfortable dress ,
And  do things that creates mess.
It is definitely okay to complete your dream,
Or to flow in your own stream,
And  pull the world from being confuse;
That you are a strong woman not a toy to be use.
If you think it's okay then thumps upđź‘Ť
Unknown stranger Jan 2020
Being alone isn't a new thing for me,
I had spend many nights
Weeping in the dark,
With no hope , no desire to live
And there is no one who can hold my hand and pull me out of this mislive.
But
It's better to stay alone
Then having someone fake,
Having someone who can't see your wet eyes,
Having someone who can't feel your pain
Yes! It's better to stay alone.
It's better to stay alone then living with this self-centred society
Unknown stranger May 2020
I may not be able to return
But I promise you,
I will bring back every smile ;
Which has got lost in the war.
I know you will be happy with my decision.
Ahh, or may be not ..
I am helpless ,
I really don't know how to make you calm ,
Because when you will be reading my words ,
I may not be breathing anymore ,
I may not be there to hold your tears .
But I promise you
Everyone will be smiling ;
Please believe me for the last time ...
Ahh , they were wrong ,
The stones cannot bring everything;
They can't bring the beautiful moments we had hold on!
Love you 3000 times!
Unknown stranger Mar 2020
Loser! Loser!
How fun it is to tease it to someone,
But what would if u only became that one;
And left no choice but to run!
I ask myself , how much I will run
One month
One year
Or for whole life!
And always live in a fake satisfaction
That one day
Someone  will come and take my all fear away .
But the truth is , no one will come
And if I don't fight back,
Will always have to run!
For help I keep begging in the noise
And how loud should I shout that you hear my voice!
I Always keep running from fear
And to hide one I say infinite lie
To Escape from it , I tried to die
But this f**k fear
Don't even let me to die!
And till I hold the fear
I will always be a loser!!!
Unknown stranger Mar 2020
Mommy, what should I write about you,
I m myself a writing of yours ;
Words are not worthy of describing your love and care.
When all the happiness flew away ,
And my bright sky turns grey;
When I get submerged into the worries of sea,
And life became too cruel to me,
Then , you come like a bright star ,
And end up all my wars.

Mommy you are my entire poem ,
I am just a metaphor of yours.
Love u mommy
Unknown stranger Jun 2020
Monsters are coming!
They will ruin everything;
Everyone will be killed,
They will leave no one alive.
Even the scariest beast afraid of their sigh,
Even the strongest one ran away .
Run! Run!
They are coming !
They have numerous faces ;
Know how to hunt with silence.
We will be **** like others ,
They don't have humanity;
But everyone call them as humans!
This environment day
Let's heal the nature we had ruined
Unknown stranger Jan 2020
Far away from the society,
Far away from its bore,
Oh! This is the place I am searching for.
In a place with no disturbance,
In a place with no discrimination no disserver,
And I wish I may stay here forever.
Far away from the selfishness,
Far away from the war,
In a place with peace and adore.
And my destiny ends here,
In a place with no human fear.
Unknown stranger May 2020
Everytime you teach your daughter
With the yell of love;
To be silent,
To be shy ,
To be calm,
To be weak ;
You are making her ,
The prey of a ugly hunted man
Thirsty for her blood.
Unknown stranger Jan 2020
Let's tear her clothes
She is a doll , she says nothing,
Okay, she is fine.
Let's scratch her body
She says nothing,
Okay, she is fine.
Now let's cut her hair,
She don't feel
She don't cry ,
Okay, she is fine.
And our fun is over!
Now let's burn her
She says nothing,
Okay, she is fine,
She still smile.
Unknown stranger Jan 2020
Infront of everyone
The humanity has been naked,
But non of them react.
I kept shouting,
"This is injustice, this is injustice",
But no one heard my voice.
At last, I step forward
To oppose the evil act,
But wait!
Something is pulling me back,
Oh! And it's nothing but the string.
The string of society's system,
The string of fear,
The string of selfishness,
And the string is everywhere.
And everyone is controlled by the string,
Wait! Had I too became a part of it?
Try to cut this string
Unknown stranger May 2020
Sometimes the things are not so meant as it seems,
Especially when it cost your dreams,
Sometimes the last hope may get lost in the dark night ,
And there might be no one to make it right ,
Sometimes the ending may not be satisfy ,
Especially when it ends with a goodbye ,
And sometimes it's better to sit in the rain,
Only just to relieve your pain.
Sometimes the truth may not be sweet,
Especially when the dearest one cheat,
Sometime it's difficult to go,
When the hardest and the right things are in the same row ,
And sometimes the things may not mean,
Unless it begin.
Sometimes you just want the time to quickly pass by,
Especially when you have no shoulders to cry,
And sometimes the strongest one needs care ,
When the life isn't fair.
Unknown stranger Dec 2020
I can see the tears gently rolling down your cheeks,
I know you are in trouble;
But i am afraid to ask .
I know i will try to fix it,
But what , what if i can't;
If i force you to be more strong ,
If i make the situation worse,
And ran away instead of facing you.
You will hate me,
You will think i didn't get it ;
But it's not like that.
Should i leave you on your own?
Letting you to face the demons alone ,
Just, just only because of the fear to be thrown:
No , I willnt do that
I willnt let you to fight the night alone
For You i will take the risk of being unknown.
Unknown stranger Jun 2020
Neither you cheated nor I,
Neither you hated nor I.
And I know you still hold the touch of my hands in yours ;
And so do I
It's only the hands that were separated
Not our breathe ;
And and m sorry :
I had broken the promise ,
The promise that we had made to fight every fear , every dark night together.
Yah I remember,
But I am a loser ,
I was afraid;
I know you had waited too long
But please wait a moment more ;
And I promise you I will come back to u ,
Baby , you just stay where u are
Please believe me for last time ;
I hate u 3000 times .🙂
I do miss
Unknown stranger Feb 2020
When they met, it was an ordinary day,
They feel much but have no words to say .
And it's okk!
Words are not necessary to express or say.
Months passes, many a time togetherly they walk,
Though they want but were too shy to talk,
And their every meet make them to stare at each other's eyes
May be they had found some truth in this beautiful world of lies.
Well, at last who knows that the silence between this two souls will end,
And from strangers they became each other's soulmate.......
Oh no sweetie , they were not lovers
Their bond was more beautiful!
They were each other's supporters and believers.
And they promise,
"Whenever your all happiness will flew,
And life became too cruel to you,
Then don't be on your own ,
Remember I am always with you
Your are not alone."
Maybe their destinations were different,
But the two souls will never ever be separate.......
Unknown stranger Feb 2020
Walking through the beauty of the day,
I meet a stranger on my way.
            "Who are you?"
     Well, that's too silly,
    I am Robert Sparker,
   Hope you get it Mr. Unknown!
  "Are you sure, I am not asking your name, You young gentleman!
     "Who are you?"
Well, I am an advocate
That's ur profession
"Who are you?"
Oh! I am a poet
That's your hobby
"Who are you?"
Ok! I am a Christian
Well, that's your religion
"Who are you?"
And with the mysterious question
The man walk away from my eye,
And I am still lost in the thought
Who am I?

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