#whatmatters
Again we had a fight
In his view like always,
he was right.
But what does actually matters,
to be right or to feel right?
With all this dilemma in my mind
I uttered...
No, I don't wanna be one with blight
Now this is the height
with these last words, I left that place
In search of a new light to be more bright.
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 1:02 AM UTC
What matters?
"Happiness"
Being a part of
The story
At the end of the day
Just remind
Never ever forget
To smile
Let's say
Let's try
Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 11:01 PM UTC
No way, no face to look at,
No touch to dive into,
No taste of sweetness,
No electrifying feelings.
No time to give to,
No one to give the time to either.
No tension, despite of illusions.
No hope, only dellusions.
Happy thoughts aren't stable, no more.
Just impulsive, in circles they go.
Chased by fear, just like every emotion,
Drowning in the cold deep ocean...
Of Loneliness, Searching and Hoping,
But senseless,
The belief is gone.
I held onto it, for too long.
The focus now is on what matters.
But isn't what should matter - love?
It's complicated. Self-love is the basis.
Is it? My way is lost and I am standing here.
Wondering.
Love drips down from my fingertips,
A few more seconds and I let it slip.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 12:43 PM UTC
I want people
More than pleasure
People are my pleasure
I'll happily take
Life's punches
For people
I'll happily make
Me a fool
For people
I'll happily drop
Opulence
For people
For there's one thing
I know for sure:
I love people
People are
what matters
to me.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 3:26 AM UTC
Accept me the way i am,
or forget me for who i am.
Though for getting me,
you don't have to let me go.
And for forgetting me,
you have to let me go.
Just accept me the way i am,
or forget what matters, the most.
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 1:31 PM UTC
1 is a lonely number
2 means a loser
the principle for my journey.
the stars I wanted to reach
so I climb
higher
and higher
till the stairs had ended
but the tower continued
I want to reach the stars
I need to climb more
To make my own stairs, I needed
So I stabbed everyone beside me
The friends that gathered around me
those who shared the same dream as me
will be the foundation of my stairs
I shall sacrifice their dreams for mine
they shall be my stairs
as I step on their bodies to climb higher to the Top
gravity is pulling me harder
I get heavier
I need to sacrifice more
I need to throw away more
So without restrictions
I threw away more
and I continued
to climb
Till the last step before I reached the top
my knees begin to weaken
the air begin to lessen
I need to throw away more
so I threw away everything
and I was able to reach the top
yes, I've reached the Top
but I didn't reach the stars
the tower has ended
Yes,
I was closer to the stars than I've ever been
but I felt nothing
I realized
I've thrown I away everything
to get on top
I've even thrown my dream
In the end,
I didn't reach the stars
the ones I held dear are dead
I am getting weaker and I can't go back
Yes indeed,
1 is a lonely number
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 1:33 AM UTC