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Mohammad Skati Feb 2015
Conspiracies and plots are real things ,but                                                            Where are those plotters and those conspirators ?!                                                Always hiding in their ugly hideouts just                                                              To order the visible and invisible scenarios ...                                                         All ends justify the means ,so                                                                                  Disguised and masked ,                                                                                           Those plotters and those conspirators quietly                                                        Stage their evil                                                                                                          Anywhere and everywhere ...
Bb Maria Klara Feb 2015
I told you yesterday what my new motto was.
I said "Who dares, wins" and that is because
One wins because they bravely dared,
But then I realized what should have cared.

I dared to love you, but am I to win?
For you do not seem to let anyone in.
I still dare to love you, but now I do doubt,
you will not love me the I way I thought it out.

To love me, I dare you on a daily basis
Don't mind me, fine, leave me to this crisis.
You'd win me, my body, my mind and my heart.
Dare love me, you'll win more than wordy art.

I still dare to love you, to win I await.
While learning to myself bathe in hate.
I dare myself to stay and love anyway,
give at least some reason to rise everyday.

I dare you to love me, I dare me to still
Continue, pursue, as long as I will...
.....
...

I dare me to realize you won't come around,
That my love is nothing you will have bound.
I dare me to accept and live with the truth.
Find someone else in our own era of youth.

I dare me to let go, to let go of you,
If you were meant for me, I would know it true.
I dare me to pray that you find your own,
She need not be me, nor someone you've known.
A sudden change of heart for my affections. How rapid, yes? For the past years I have been writing prologues to Valentines' Days, now I write an epilogue of sorts, not quite what one would expect, but I dared, and I must have won something, anything.
Mohammad Skati Feb 2015
Her seas are greatly blue ,but                                                                                  They're deep and shallow at the same time ...                                                        Those who swim in her seas ,                                                                                   They will drown over there ...                                                                                  I love to swim and to drown                                                                                    In her seas ...                                                                                                             I'm drowning !                                                                                                          I'm drowning !                                                                                                          Help me !
Faeza Kazim Feb 2015
When sorrows sorround you,
When things depress you,
When you are unable to express your emotions,
When you are forced to supress your passion,
When you keep failing everytime,
When you can't fight the hardships of life,
When you start hating everything,
When you end up thinking suicidal things,
Those moments when you feel helpless,
And you begin to act way too careless,
Then comes the time to fight,
Hold your breath tight,
Bring that smile on your lips,
Not for me,not for you,but for those who care about you.
Never give up.
hxxnxh Feb 2015
I felt it on my shoulder
It was tiny, almost invisible
I shrugged it off
It came back
This time bigger
It grabbed my hand, its hold firm
I pried my fingers out of its palm
It found its way back
To me – my soul, my body
It climbed onto my back
And snaked its arms around my neck
I kept escaping
It kept coming back
Each time bigger than the last
It engulfed me entirely
I was suffocated, I couldn't see
But this time I knew
I had to break free
I had to breathe, move, fly.
With all the force I had
I pushed through
It hurt so much
I thought I'd die
Nothing could stop me
I knew I needed light.
After what seemed like
Months and years
The cold air hit me
The sun shone bright
It felt like I could finally smile
I knew I made it
I knew I could make it
I knew I'd finally beaten the monster
The monster called depression
Maybe you're the chosen one, But I'll find another one.
I Promise you i'll do just fine, Even that You're not mine.
I'm already fell & you did get me toi well, But no matter what as always i'll Win the war.
I'll be Hurt but i'll forget, all i hope that you will not regret.
Juste a truth :\
Nicole Louise Jan 2015
You're so alone
and I know exactly why.
I had to hate you
but I couldn't even try.

This miserable sod had become
a stupid **** who thought after doing.
But this stupid **** wouldn't be free
and now it's me he's pursuing.

Did this man really have it all?
Was I his only one?
I don't think he knows that with me,
He's won.


N. Hedges
I decided to use some of my friends lyrics to express how I feel about him.
WickedHope Jan 2015
let's play a game
where i call it love
and you call it something else

both of us losing while we win
you call it beauty
and i call it sin

we pretend always is the same as today
but 'us' and 'forever' go their separate ways
Me and you aren't an "us".
I hate that I wish we were.
Joseph Schneider Jan 2015
If your destiny was meant to be chosen by someone else,
greatness would weep in loneliness.

-Joseph B Schneider
© Joseph B Schneider. All rights reserved
Greatness is reached from a thousand "you can't" lectures from people who only control their own destiny.
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