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Aug 2020 · 103
Untitled
Dec 2019 · 173
a note
there is a regularity.
you need to know that i'm fine when i'm offline on this page.
i go there to hide or confess my feelings into the depthless ocean of other people's thoughts.
just to know in case you bothered
Nov 2019 · 353
read with french accent
my lover says:" i love you a lot"
sorry, but i feel myself as an idiot.
just 'cause it's fake
"winter is coming" they said.
"agree" i replied, 'cause i started overthinking about relationships with my friends.
i understood that i have not lots of friends to trust that i used to believe and it's fine. it's better to live when scales are fallen from the eyes.
Nov 2019 · 752
Untitled
you gave me false faith, i took it with honor,
i gift you my space, went lower and lower,
can't say that i'm angry, can't say that i'm glad,
you mustn't be blamed for boiling my blood.
the one that is guilty is my tender heart
that made me believe i won't tear apart.
Nov 2019 · 251
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where does this anger come from?
you wouldn't ever understand
what's going on inside my head
it's smile that hides anger and anxiety
it's hug that hides pain and tears
it's kiss that hides passion and obsession
you mean everything to me and i can't
do a thing about it, it hurt's
i don't trust you that you don't love me back
you lie, lie within your words
though eyes and body are betrayers
i see the flames in your glimpse
i feel the heat in your hugs
but you keep saying you are not like that
and you are sorry... very sorry, but you know what?
*******, all your gestures are sweet lies that i believed in
now my heart doesn't trust you anymore.
May 2019 · 233
out of imaginary book
you can't save a drowner, If he imagines himself an anchor
person can save himself only by himself
May 2019 · 335
atttempt
trying
to be strong,
no matter
what is wrong,
keeping
myself together,
being
denied forever.
4/5/19
Mar 2019 · 513
Innocent soul
I wish I could know that before —
I don't wanna let you break my heart anymore.
I wish I could know that before —
I'm nothing than friend, nothing than more.
Mar 2019 · 274
sound of the soul
can you hear the sound of my soul? It reminds me crying violin at night. Unfortunately, you don't want to listen to this cacophony... or luckily?
Mar 2019 · 1.5k
Passenger
Imagine your life as a train –
Endless road and no more unbearable pain.
Now you are passenger, put troubles behind,
That actually twist your brilliant mind.

Landscape by landscape, sunset by sunset,
“Freedom is here!” you cheerfully said.
Others might think you must be insane
“How dare he exist unlike a last soul in the rain?”

Stay focused and do not be absorbed
By spoiled people whose troubles were not even solved.
Take reality easy, follow these words,
Now they are would be my final chords.
A poem about one person that faced reality and finally gained the freedom.

— The End —