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NvrMnd Jul 2016
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*A spider in a vessel of silver stones
Naively fighting for what he knew is right
Philosophies against philosophies
Happiness over comfort
Both are true in different points of view
But the majority in his community
Have agreed to one view:
"**** the fire that burns the known culture!"
-The silly spider that seizes an invincible flame-
None of them understand he’s only against himself
Sinking in his delusions until awakens by the truth
To never ever sell his dreams for a velvet thing
Or he’ll be a cold eight-legged silver stone
That lies dead before his known death,
He sees how hard it is to be the only
Opposing the rules of the dynasty
But it is the fire in his dreams
That hunts for genuine bliss
Amidst the frozen world
Of the lifeless spiders,
Is the reason why he’s burning,
To keep alive until the end of his search.
NvrMnd Jun 2016
I am not a woman
No, not a man either
No flesh so keep shush
Crossing borderlines
Of love and hate

Through letters
Perfectly distorted
By motion of emotions
Spilling ink through papers
I am born free to wander

My body is a story
Of pain and pleasure
Slipping through time
Yet keep sailing away
From oblivion*

-I am a poem.
Lately I have this strange feeling of not being a human anymore.
I feel like my biological composition is fleeing and what's left are pure emotions.
And it's actually good, I can be anywhere, be anyone, genderless but still has an identity..
-Equality and Freedom-
NvrMnd Jun 2016
My body is a story
Of pain and pleasure
Slipping through time
Yet keep sailing away
From oblivion
the last stanza
NvrMnd May 2016
:
and i think....
I enjoy being depressed
*and write about it.
NvrMnd May 2016
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I’m happy kind of lost
In the Realm
of physique and emotion,
of strength and weakness
of happiness and sadness,
and of how could it be both
at the same time, sometimes..

I feel like I’m traveling
in the world of living and dead
And spinning on both domains,
I am acquainted with absurdity
of sensible truth of it all,
*Where in life there is death
And in death there is life.
NvrMnd May 2016
I sat alone in bed 'til the morning
I'm crying, "They're coming for me"
And I tired to hold these secrets inside me
My mind's like a deadly disease....

...And I've grown familiar
With villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them
So I'll never die when I'm dead...
Dark and Perfect
NvrMnd May 2016
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*Suddenly love blooms
and like the scent of summer
it won’t fade

And

Even it’s one-sided like the sun
infinitely kissing the meadow
The feeling won’t stop shining
and even in night sky it will find a way
Hoping in one of your lonely nights
you’ll gaze with my universe
and rest with my gentle love
that keeps the stars and the moon
shine for you.
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