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fyodormatveyev Aug 2020
It is o four hundred
And no fruits for today
It is a little bit too late to sleep
But happy was the lamp of the bright world

I hear synthesizer
That I want my head to synthesize
And pop shuffled
Will go down in the dawn

Nine minutes in the middle of a chaotic mind
As I lay my fingers on the keys
Full-speed in a numb fan
Voices of whisperers

Apparent death
Feel to spare some time
Whisperers echoed fifteen minutes after four
Two points of view are not enough

It is about to rainy season
When clouds overtake the sun
Missed her presence
In monsoon air

Heaven is bliss
An everlasting palace to stay
But the ability to take the step is gone
Between me and Him.
Maddening sore
fyodormatveyev Mar 2020
Sorry that I had to leave
Can't stand the feeling
Also voices in harmony
Seems exhilarating

Within happiness
For my own good
Will not calm my mind
Where I used to stay

I have been reaching places
Grew me brighten up
Blew me apart
Bloomy blossom
Giving up every promises I can not keep
I did not plan to

Another day, another time
Week away, miles a day
Not the first time for me
Wishful distances to be kept
Leave you and me alone. Leave, you and me alone. Leave you, and me alone. Leave you and me, alone.
fyodormatveyev Feb 2020
overwhelmed, maybe
have had enough, probably
none of nothing
all of everything
fyodormatveyev Feb 2020
A lot of hesitation that much
Between an unfinished business
And suggestive things that maybe the quest
I kept for eternity
fyodormatveyev Oct 2019
Then I will,

Then I'll,
Denial.
fyodormatveyev Oct 2019
I love you
Cliché in any way we say it
But it's true, that I've always love you
And still doesn't change what tomorrow brings

Things must comes to an end
Cliché in any way we say it
But it's true, that I wanted all to end
And still doesn't change what tomorrow brings
fyodormatveyev Aug 2019
Turning left
to the uptown
Walk away from the sacred ground
Walk away to the parade of sins

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Turning right
Try to hold me down
Standing still wanting to be drowned
Have a faith to the clouds

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Socially
I'm a roundabout
Part of me might be a dead end
And the others leading straight ahead to the flow

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Hanging out
Could ever be gone wrong
Five seconds can be too much long
Heart attack take him down

Am I still live under your shadows?
Am I still in the shadows?

Visualize for how it was supposed to end
In time, not entirely knowing to concede about how to moving on
Falling stars hide the momentum
Then appears an imaginary nonsense

Am I still?
Am I?
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