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Aug 2019 · 112
Not awake
Moon rounds the Earth
Earth rounds the sun
Still we're asleep!
Aug 2019 · 752
A turkish expression
(Callasinnan yeka ish gorur)
In English( doing sth bigger than his head)
Means: a person is doing sth that doesn't relate to his age!
Another lesson with Parastoo
Aug 2019 · 152
A Turkish expression
(Pool sovurur) in English (shoveling money)
Means that a person is so rich so that he could shovel a money threshing.
Another lesson with Parastoo
Aug 2019 · 729
A Turkish expression
(Allah gutarde)in English( God ended)
Means:God saved you from a bad situation.
This expression is used in Azerbaijan at Iran.
Another lesson from Parastoo
Aug 2019 · 189
Powerful than power
Power would never fill love
Money , yeah it's funny
Still wouldn't fill the love
Tarot readings wouldn't bring love
Mere pure love inspires us
To call a friend after a concerned good_bye
To hug a friend so tight
To gaze at stars at night
Only love prevents us from fight
Why hesitant
Biorhythm of love
Moves around
Just be determined
& pretend
That you're loved
Aug 2019 · 91
U_turn
A U_ turn to my past
Is better than a collision
In across path
Aug 2019 · 152
Summer journey
My summer of love
Never ends
It depends
To her reactions
To her sensitivity
To her loyality
I see her in my dreams
Going out of her way
To seek her fortune
Running in afternoon
To a heaven' palace
& sun's gazing
When will we finish
The summwr journey
Or maybe it will
Give up by a conclusion
Aug 2019 · 254
End for life
She settles by her
Hand in a coffee cup
Singing her a top pop
The cycle of her life
Rounds with her integrity
Cuz in her heart,
There's no impurity
It's all about a refuge facility
Writing their poems creativly
All the flowers bloom by her voice
Dirts ruin in the circumatance
If you really get her
Seconds fall into her eyes
Moments crash by her cries
Their passion ends in for life
And the bye
Arise in never
This poems is for whom they have best friends that don't change them with anything.
Aug 2019 · 106
Garden of rose
I'm eager last mere on photos
the body trembles from head to toes
in the garden of rose
counting your steps to pose
the butterfly that goes
for life vows
Aug 2019 · 121
Voices of oblivioun
voices of oblivioun
let you lit your cigar
on the sunflower field
follow your chaos n pleasure
look at the mirror of the voices
you have your dude chooses
pupils of the life
that refers to the flowers
they're loyal enough not to leave the sun out
Aug 2019 · 86
Untitled
(see you later)is a normal statement for me
there's a star dust on my eyes
of seeing you
you did it professionaly
ignoring my gust of desires
about being on clouds
still you countin doubts
don't get weird
I have attended to play with the wolf inhaling within your eyes!
Aug 2019 · 100
Teenage hood
violence of thoughts
in the teenage hood
covering with rock &  hip_ hop
loving to shop
in addition to be top
wanna say a familiar nup
and exciting yup
hey!
I found you through hell!
I'm in wait, the mystrey you should tell!
Aug 2019 · 108
Sunflower
her youth was just like a sunflower
painful & evevn sadder
she was a daughter of sun
having her messy bun
walking in park for fun
to see the view of sun
whilr the dawn
til her sadness gone!
Aug 2019 · 111
Advanced
life's never given up
my hair hasn't turned white enough
happiness hadn't been tough
I dreamed soft
that my journey couldn't nod off
life and death are rough
need some coffee
and a ticket to neverland
I hate to be trend
wanna pour some sand
on the dessert land
that's my brand
to live in this world
that's called grand
Aug 2019 · 139
I don no
I don no know why we need ourselves?maybe we're tired of sound of a banger on the **** tube or we're tired of silence.
I don no why we're dissatisified?
maybe we stucked behind the screen &dreaming&claiming.
I don no why we're too busy?
maybe we feel superior to others or perhaps we're in lack of confidence!
I don no why we hate things? maybe we don want'em to find us
or perhaps we're frightend!
Aug 2019 · 80
Untitled
motiviated getting on with life isn't a (must).
Aug 2019 · 137
Untitled
you vowed winning impossibles in spite of  thinking  you stuck in unimportants!
Aug 2019 · 173
Dedicated
you vowed winning impossibles in spite of  thinking  you stuck in unimportants!
Aug 2019 · 134
Horizon
We need a horizon indeed
To fading,
Even farther, better
Or briefer, easier
Non of my buisness
Christain or black
We came to attract
Exist what on our track
Cuz, there's nothing holdin me back
Aug 2019 · 915
To rescue myself
I rescue myself not to dig a big hole for myself
I wanna go out of my way to be really something
Cause all the regretful thoughts I have about others
Don't let me sit on my chair
And my solid motto is to go forward
With no doubt, fear n shame
I'm prince charming yet isn't bloomed
Aug 2019 · 255
Fances
I'm really a friend with fances
They do as punctuation in my restless mind
You know I estimate I can resist seprating the fances
So high white neat fances attach me to what I wished to come true
Not hesitant but unforgettable
Aug 2019 · 166
Tears couldn't solve'em
Tears are treasures
Fears are fires
You choosed both of'em
Treasures burn in fire
The fear turn'em shier
I'm not a prominent liar
I board in the way to growth
To accept all the tears I throw
I tell the way
Please be fair
I'd be glad to share
What is rare
I couldn't bear
The sadness gotten from ma soul
I count on my goals
N the charecter I roll
I wonder in all
Promises I gave my own
They tremble my certain bone
I fed up with my phone
That's known
For shopping from amazon
Or is it a dead zone
Tries to get us involved
Impossibaly,tears can't solve
Never judge imressively
It dues to written aggressivly
Mar 2019 · 270
Long distance
The distance between us is too far
You're sharp
I missed you as stars miss the shadow
I remember daily emotions you had surfed on words
& daily poetry I had checking on my mail index
How hard this exists
Secretly talking
Exactley happy
I wish I don't follow you
But you decide to leave
Mar 2019 · 292
Neverland
Hope to got a flight
To neverland
Forgetting became as a habit for ones
How easy they place into hearts
& how dangerously they escape
My heart was prison
But you had flied with no reason
I wish the best for you
Since lonliness isn't good, too
Feb 2019 · 228
Untitled
I need someone to hear me
To warm my world
Not to feel cold anymore...
Feb 2019 · 339
Untitled
Finally your good look
Made me jealous
Feb 2019 · 434
Identity crisis
I page my photo album to keep my memories alive
I listen to my favorite songs
Yet I couldn't survive my memories
I go places in which I had memories
Again I couldn't survive them all
I meet my friends whom I loved them much
Then I couldn't keep them alive
All I want is my feelings that have stored & shared
All I miss is my identity
This poem is for people whom they feel confused at times and trying to hunt their best version
Feb 2019 · 181
Untitled
Is this we that change our life?
Or life changes us?
Feb 2019 · 319
Repairing heart
Breaking this heart isn't really easy
But you did it uncoverly
On this holy day
I missed my valentine
You cut off all your promises
Counting your betarayal basis
You build your love with glass
Despite you break it fast
Than how could I explain
Your soft,sharp prince charming
Unless you repair my heart breaking
Feb 2019 · 333
December
People always ask
When did I know
It could have been when I woke up
And watched you rest peacefully beside me
Or all those times I learned how much we're alike
But it was when we had that fight
I wanted to cry and laugh hysterically
Guess that's insanity
We didn't leave
We sat in silence
The reason behind it all so small
I know then just how much I loved you
And as you crossed over and merely
Wrapped me in your arms
I knew just how much you loved me
8 p.m. poetry
Feb 2019 · 116
Wish
I wish I had a dependent house
Than invite you there
And throw all we fear
And get to you a little near
& Experience all cheer
Feb 2019 · 177
Chasing
I just commited with myself to find you
Accidently or consciously
With a branch of a red rose
I choose where to ride
I don't know
Anywhere arising on my mind
Maybe front of the sport club
Or beside the school door
Or perhaps beside the river in park
So...
Let me bring my bike
Feb 2019 · 142
Lefted
When I wanna take a photo of red roses,
Bunches of roses
Crushing under the car' tires
My words bleeding on my mind
How we respect beauty
Or natural beauty
Or the romance world
On another love
I take everything seriously
Most think that love is between you &I
But they don't aware of nature
Nature is romantic
&classic
Like Charming wet bench
Scratches illustrated of
Capital letters
Feb 2019 · 161
Fadin
I need a mirror
Not on the wall
But within your eyes
I wonder a lot
How you look like to me
I fade into
What I wished
Now is coming true
Feb 2019 · 125
Untitled
Better you know
There's nothing left smokin
Feb 2019 · 254
Tornado
Hey you!
Yes you
You couldn't hide your words behind your poetic gallery!
One day they will shout they will want to call their own desires
Respond all posibilities
Don't let the tornado get heavy
Let me bring my tea
And feel free
To see
You& me
Feb 2019 · 178
My promise
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting you rainbows when the rains come.
I'd change my orbit to banish the night,
as to keep you in my nurturing light.

If you were my world, then I'd be your moon,
your silent protector, a night-light in the gloom.
Our fates intertwined, two bodies in motion
through time and space, our dance of devotion.

If you were my island, then I'd be your sea,
caressing your shores, soft and gentle I'd be.
My tidal embrace would leave gifts on your sands,
but by current and storm, I'd ward your gentle lands.

If you were love's promise, then I would be time,
your constant companion till stars align.
And though we are mere mortals, true love is divine,
and my devotion eternal, to my one valentine
8 p.m. poetry
Feb 2019 · 152
My story
My words have followed me though the years
From adolescent love to the pains of womanhood
Stuffed between pages,notebooks
In binsand book bags
Concealed within pockets of purses
Jotted_down notes on my cell phone
The passion, the agony,and ultimately,my awakening
Have been ther
Always hinting, always reminding
This is who I've been, who I am
Feb 2019 · 295
The chase
Some people run'cause they want someone
To chase them
I just don't have it in me anymore to be the person
Who follows behind you every time
You decided to leave
Feb 2019 · 78
Untitled
We don't miss the persons but feelings
Feb 2019 · 212
The endless struggle
I write what I can't say
I weep for these lost emotions
These voiceless, unclaimed soldiers that go to battle every day
Only to lose their lives spilling out onto my cheeks
So many casualties have been laid to rest upon my pillowcase
What should bring my head solace is now a graveyard for abandoned feelings
I sit up and work over and over in my mind
Is there any logicto it all?
For that to truly exist emotion would need to cease
I struggle with the war that's continuing inside me as we speak
Defined by impulsions, confined
Jan 2019 · 138
To the king of my heart
Your love paralleled across the king of my heart...
Jan 2019 · 158
Behind brown eyes
It'd be ignorantof me
To try and sit here and discuss your pain
Pretend I have the solution
As if this was a simple problem
And not the destruction of your heart once again
I'm sending my regards
I simply can't bear to watch you fade into your heart once again
Stiff, cold, too far away for me to reach
I want to see the joy that was once in your eyes
To thirst for adventure
That hunger for life
I don't know if I ever told you that you made me better
And although I don't say much
I've always been around
Just in case you need me
Pain is inevitable
It's how you choose to heal that matters
I apologize that the desecrationof your
Bountoful optimism was so swift
Laid out for others to see
Don't give him the satisfaction
Of dwelling on words of sentiment
Those were clearly lies
Actions will always trump pretty words
I won't offend you by
Simply stating that in time you'll heal
My friend , all I will say is
That I love you
And until the shards of your heart are
Stitched back together, fully revived
I have no problem with letting you borrow mine
Jan 2019 · 399
Snow power
There's a woody house overthere.bring my steps solidly.crip crop... I'm freezing mostly.in this time of the day it's not very shocking to be cold.
The weather is snowing with a box of cheer the winter have been carrying.I move towerd the woody house.open the door.light the candles& sit on the cozy couch.breath deeply.bring my guitar& play the part you like.you turn on your recorder.happily you drink your coffee.then I read a book about great hearts.it says nothing breaks like a heart even you need someone help you sweep the pieces of your broken heart.then a sudden phone call arised.
Umm... hello? _ hi Kelsey.this is Mery. oh Mery I missed you girl.how are you? _ I'm fine.where are you now? _ I'm in the country resting in my cozy woody house._well Saturday is Mery Christmas .would you like to join us? _of course. Then....
Part of my novel that is imaginary
Jan 2019 · 232
Old school
Don't you miss the days when being in a relationship meant there
Was no competition?
Where sepration was a last resort
After all other means had been exhausted
When you didn't wait up all night
Creeping through social media
To know what your partner was doing
Love letters were handwritten and saved
They knew your favorite candy
And laughter was in abundance
Are we all so focused on not getting hurt
That we'd destroy another to spare ourselves
Do you remember when"I love you" meant something?
Did those days ever exist?
Jan 2019 · 256
Drown & drown
I'm walking through snow
Who'll win the game?
Did I drowned enough?
Or something has been left?
Am I hitting or playing? With snowball.
Drip drop...
You didn't fall enough
Compesition of snow
Drive me blind of who I am
The winner isn't who didn't get the cold but who drowened deeply
Jan 2019 · 180
Eyes open
The scary part is I knew exactley how bad
You were for me
And yet that didn't stop me
From loving you
Jan 2019 · 158
Dear...
You're the poem I couldn't finish
The journey I should have never started
I saw tragedy in our ending
My pen bled its heart out trying to change it
But you were the fight I didn't want to lose
The addiction I didn't want to quit
Yet there was only one of us holding on
I wasn't attached to the man you are
But the one you could be
I tried to build where there was no foundation
Creat a fairy tale on blank pages
But some stories need not to be told, let alone written
You'll read my words and won't be moved
Your arrogance will not soften
You won't be changed
Your heart, if you should have one,
Will not bend or break
The worst part of it all
Is this poem as about you
And you'll never even know it
Jan 2019 · 129
Life of a poet
My past looks like ripped paper and tattered notebooks
Love lost scrawled on post_it notes
For former lovers who'll never read them
Jan 2019 · 212
Prison gallery
What a sound mind that lies on his own
On hand
On top of shyness
Is this a primitive method or just a political issue?
Welcome to my prison gallery...
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