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Thorns
it's tempting.
how you want to pick
that one specific red rose.
just that one,
you want to pluck,
end it's life
and keep it;
because it's beautiful.
but keep in mind,
there's always the thorns.
surrounding it,
protecting it;
from the
dangers of the maleficent.
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Rose
Trying and failing isn't ridiculous.
Quitting is.
The reward is worth
only if you work hard enough for it.
Obstacles aren't an exculpation.
You can get the rose,
only if you conquer it's thorns.
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ending.
not every story ends with
a happily ever after.
not every story ends with
a sad ending.
some just dont end at all.
some may continue
and some may go right or wrong.
or go both directions or
maybe
-like mine -
have a happy ending that's sad.
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home.
she doesn't belong here.
yes.
but she belongs somewhere else.
somewhere there
near the stars
or perhaps in his arms
where it felt like home.
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it takes time.
He was the one
who made you feel like the time froze,
like the speed of light slowed down,
who made so much memories with you.
He was the one,
who made you feel like you were worth everything.
You loved him,
and gave all of you for that relationship.
You gave so much.
You want to forget him but,
you can't throw away the memories that easily.
You want to stop the feelings but,
you can't turn OFF the feelings button with just a press.
Dont be hard on yourself,
It takes time.
Even the computer takes time
deleting contents too.
//shutdown//
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sweet music.
I told you millions of times,
My heart is not a radio.
It's delicate.
It doesn't have wires,
It has veins.
No batteries,
But blood.
It doesn't have much energy to beat,
To the music you keep playing over and over.
It's crushed and broken,
And everytime,
you end up taking one out of those hundreds of broken pieces.
Within the short period,
You succeeded in stealing each and every piece.
Instead of a heart,
What's left there is a hole.
A deep dark hole.
Instead of the sweet melody,
What's heard are statics.
You pressed the wrong button.
You damaged me once again,
But to the extent where I couldn't sing anymore.
Darling, I love your sweet music,
But I can't gift you my heart again,
For it may never get repaired.
//broken//
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snow white.
I have the apple,
I have the evil stepmother,
I have the mirror,
I have my seven dwarves.
Find my prince charming,
and my story shall be complete.
But, where ever will he be?
//snow white//
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blankets and pockets.
he's fucking perfect
with his dark soul beneath
his blankets,
and secrets and
cigarettes hiding in
his pockets.
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political.
the people won't tolerate
any corruption or violence.
you all may be silent
and support the tyranny
but, we stand against it.
thousands of people are.
instead of breaking us apart,
just give up.
you can try thousands and millions of times
but, that won't ever happen.
the ripples of your puddle
can't destroy
the waves of our ocean.
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stars on clouds.
i'm sick and tired of
living in this colourless place.
let's build our own castle on the clouds
and gaze at the twinkling stars all night.
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the worst part in our conversations.
the worst part in our conversations are
the pause of silence between
the question and
the lie.
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Mona Lisa.
She was a masterpiece,
Much alike to Mona Lisa.
She hid her beautiful true self;
With the ability to turn herself into someone new
with brushes, foundation and concealer.
She had no hope of happiness.
She's broken inside,
but she doesn't show it,
Smoking her way through.
Clicks and pretty snaps.
Posting pictures
and getting double taps.
She has many followers,
but not one true friend.
Abandoned.
They didn't notice,
how hurt she is.
Just look!
Her smile won't match her eyes.
//z//
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Paint.
Shade me with a tinge of red,
Stroke my cheeks softly,
Brush your hands on mine.
Embrace the picture you paint.
Love me.
Make me your canvas.
Colour me iridescent,
Colour me whole,
Even the grey left on my darkened soul.
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I want my heart back.
You knew how I would,
And you broke me.
I gave you my whole,
All of me.
But what I've recieved was nothing but
Cold shoulders and ignorance.
Wins on bets.
Its been months and
I need to take back what I gave and
I take back the love.
I walked up to you.
"Excuse me sir,
I want my heart back."
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Fires Of Amber
It's true.
Our bond, like fires of amber,
Burning with passion and lust.
Lets call it;
Love.
Within the burnt ashes,
It awaits,
To burst into bright flames,
Lets call it;
Passion.
Its powerful,
like fires of amber,
Burning with imperfection and flaws.
Lets call it;
Us.
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Raindrops.
I stared out the window.
Rain drops rolled down on the glass.
I looked at the little drops fall to the ground,
as I hear the peaceful sound of rain hitting the roof.
Oh tiny little raindrop.
You fall so carelessly.
Its as if you have nothing to fear,
nothing to worry about freeing yourself
from everything,
everything you've held yourself back from.
I wanted to feel the same way;
Free and careless.
Just for once.
And so I got out
and entered into the world of exemption.
I danced in the rain.
Drop by drop,
I got soaked in water.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath,
Inhaling the scent of the heavy rain.
》finally free《
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wish.
it was hard to breathe but,
i wanted to inhale your scent,
i wanted to love you one last time.
i was slowly dying in your arms but,
that wasn't a problem.
i wanted to be with you
even if it was killing me.
my heart wanted that
and i fulfilled that last wish
before i died from the inside.
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Apple.
I trusted him,
gave him my heart.
I thought he was the prince,
while all along,
he was the poisioned apple .
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I won't fly away.
i have wings.
beautiful white wings.
i can fly to the moon
or the stars if i want.
i can sing,
sing like there's no tomorrow.
i can be free.
but, if you cage me up in your arms,
i promise i won't fly away.
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Knock Knock.
knock knock.
who's there?
my heart.
my heart who?
my heart
which is left broken
and damaged by you.
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Dear him.
dear him_,
i saw you today,
but i didn't have the courage to look into your eyes.
wearing your usual,
you stood there.
it's almost as if you were mocking me.
my heart was beating fast and
you knew you still had that effect on me.
as i directioned to get out,
i almost tripped and fell-because of your idiot of a friend.
i wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.
when i crossed you,
i had thousands of drangons in my stomach.
my knees almost buckled up but,
i wanted you to hold my hand,
i craved your fingers to lock with mine.
i got outside and slipped on to my shoes
at the corner of my eyes,
i could see you through the glass.
even then, i didn't look at you,
but i felt your eyes on me.
i didn't glance back,
even if i wanted to.
i wish to forget you or whatever we had between us
but, it's so hard.
truth to be told,
i really really miss you, even if you don't.
i hope i get to see you once again,
and when i do, i hope you'll call my name.
loves much,
from her.
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