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To hell with normalcy.
I'd rather be someone revolting.

It hurts?
That’s a fallacy.
You're a coward —
and that’s fear prompting.

Indeed, there are hierarchies.
And rebelling is... concerning.
Misusing the power to control the industry —
Rebounding on the surface;
it's redundant. It's taunting.

Amuse me!
What — you think this is fancy?
What's wrong with wanting something?
Just because some are powerless... it's raunchy?
Distrust directs the regime —
look, the balance is burning.

Excited to show them dreams —
flaunty.

Look at that smile.
Look at the face.
Full of surprise,
sharp with the gaze.

Oh! You're blushing.
Excuse me — my breaching tendency.
You're beautiful.
And shy.
That's... compelling.

I wish you'd stay that way.
But —
the farther we go,
the greater the dismay.

Subdue this malice.
Subtly play.
If you want the prize...
you gotta pave the way.

I hate it when you're bamboozled,
procrastinating as you sway.
Can't you just stop being a wuss?
Even forecasters have their days.

But in this dance of defiance...
let courage lead the way.

Shatter the chains of conformity.
Let authenticity — stay.

For in each rebellious heartbeat,
a revolution brews with a glaze.

Even a meek-looking fuzz
can become
a blasting,
blazing
wave.
                                                             -Asher Graves
Was scrummaging through some old notes and found a poem I wrote two years ago. Thought I’d share it here—funny how words from the past can still echo in the present.
ash May 14
i don't like being stared at,
or glorified,
or looked at like i'm just a showpiece—
almost like a mannequin?
like i'm supposed to do your bidding,
or abide by your ideals.

i don't like being looked at
the way one would look—
when they're judging you for the smallest of hook,
the tiniest of details.
no, you're just aggravating—
there's nothing romantic about that stare.

kinda like—
the difference between being seen
and just looked at on the surface.
what is wrong with my brain,
why can't you seem to judge that?

i wouldn't despise it
if you were to give me the longing glances,
or the ones filled with care,
the kind where i know
they wouldn’t just drift top to bottom—
like fingers on a shiny sphere.

don't objectify me.
i know my worth,
even though i forget it sometimes.
it's a vulnerability
i intend to show.

i’m not the prettiest—
that still doesn't give you the right to know.
i hold the discomfort,
i hold my identity.
feels like shattering,
the moment a wrong glance or a finger
touches any part of my skin.

it's complex.
i don't think you'll understand it.
i'm a human—
not a model,
not an art piece
held up for judging.

you know they’d look at the one you love
the way you do at me right now,
when i tend to swerve.
the severity of it— you wouldn’t know.
what it's like to be criticised,
judged,
given looks everywhere you go.

i still don't understand
why i face them.
more than half come from lust,
and barely a few from the place of love.

i don't shake hands,
afraid of what i’ll touch,
what you’ll feel—
and later think about.
god, i shiver at the mere thought.
too much.

i could be worshipped,
held by the right hands,
but the wrong eyes,
and the wrong views—
they almost always
**** up this land.

can't walk,
can't talk,
can't laugh,
can't show.

if i'm to exist like a stone,
why can't i hurl back
and simply clone
all that you’ve done
and all that you’ve said?

i've got those stares creeping up my skin,
like slithering worms underneath my shin,
smothering me from the inside, like being smoldered in heat.
i feel like i might melt, or worse, fade away into nothing.
perhaps it wouldn't be so bad of a choice, if i'm to disappear.
for it is this feeling that sears, within and carries a scream.
sheer mockery, provided the serenity with which you return that gaze.
i hate you, i hate each one of you that's made me feel bare,
and not the way i'd want to be emotionally with the one whom i hold tender,
but the way— the way— the way—

oh please, let me just disappear.

don’t look at me
if you only wish
to see me as an object.
Is it tardy to stay up, be awake?
Sinking near the shores of mistakes
"You can't do it" is what they stated
They disturb thou to lose your way.



☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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some will like you; another one won't
you can't make everyone like you
furthermore, it is not your fault
and, even if they do not like you,
it is not the end of the road.



☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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My screams were cutting my ears
Those walls were teetering my fears
Could not stand near or to here
Wanted to show my heroes.

Lost my innocent dreams when listening
to everyone else, what they've been saying.

They threw up on me their bullets.
Then they threw me into the holes.

Tried to breathe but I was under the ocean
The voice I heard told me "That's impossible."
Something in me was becoming invisible
That's how I lost myself in the last battle.

Lost hope and a vast amount of friends
They were influencing all the weekends
Days weren't including any happy ends
They took something in me till it ends.

Wanted to escape from this maze.
Locked into the prison of the mind
Started looking to the beginning.

Suddenly the fears stopped when
I realized that I wasn't injured
I was not broken, faded inside.

They will always be there
Promised me not to hear
What they add more to my fear.



☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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Out there
Just walking

Thinking of
Why I was hiding

Tasting the weather
It's pretty cold

Lip-syncing to
Another song

The moon looks calm
Stars are blazing

I want to hear
a music full of dreams
Hopes and diamonds
Light in the darkness

Never was a warrior
Still want to fight

There is a fork in the road.
A fork will set us both.

Don't want to go back
Know that it's too late;
Still, now I can be
Whoever I want



☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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even  if  your  heart  is  bleeding  or  your  hands  are  shaking, 
when  the  truths  are  hurting  therefore  you  keep  on  falling, 
when  the  worlds  are  dying,  and  you're  exhausted  from  running  
I  wanna  see  the  passion  in  you. 





☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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They're loathing it;
I'm floating in it.
I've got so many
questions in my heart.

Gotta go. Swim further,
Dive deeper.

Got these concerns,
they are eating me alive.
Can't feel my senses,
I might lose this fight.

Gruesome, fearsome,
it's like my head
puts me in the worst
scenarios.

Hurricane of thoughts.

Acrid, dark, deep,
the pain tries to dominate.
Guilty, I feel guilty.
I made mistakes.

Can I expend the
border of my heart
and open it for love?

Someone lives inside
of my mind.

It tries to control me,
who hangs out there
like its habitat.

I want to put an end
to this; don't want
to live with fear.

God created me.
I didn't exist before;
Mustn't waste my time.

This world remains
temporary even the
pain which seems
unbearable instantly.

It will be gone,
go away like all
the things in life.


☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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Your voice matters





☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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acclaim to the one who got disapproval
for regarding what’s right

although who is autonomous,
agile; persistently willing to fight

does not allow an excuse to alter
its brain; just asserts the light

there is nobody like you on the site
who elicit a resilient knight

raise your head, but never have
arrogance in your heart

use that confidence in you to
empower other people around

beginnings are over, may not
always restart the first part

you can move forward with
your faith & be crowned



☾ M. E. Kuşaslan ✩
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