furkan on Murth
3 hours ago
Oh deep, dark depression,
my uninvited guest,
the persistence of oppression
is precluding my life’s zest.
The dark before sunrise
of a dawn that just won't break,
suppressed by a thirst for my soul
that only sorrow can now slake.
The wisps that you are weaving
are clouding my damp eyes,
a cold and cloying shroud
that’s covering all that I desire.
Thursday 20th August 2015 11:58 pm
Just to win an argument
Oft the couples
Resort to a heated debate.
For a change
They never tried
To remedy a challenge.
They have themselves to blame
For a solution begging problem.
Tuesday 11th August 2015 10:00 am
Friday 22nd May 2015 3:02 am
My head hurts
My eyes are spinning
Friday 22nd May 2015 2:51 am
When others are in love
Things can go so well
yet at many other times
it seems as though they fell
Friday 13th March 2015 9:06 pm
Trickling Towards Tomorrow
The tears, they trickle down my cheek
Just like everything else does.
Time trickles day by day,
Sometimes fast, like a river rushing towards the sea,
Often times slow, slow as my tears,
For it is these moments that I remember,
And all the joyful ones I keep discarding.
The tears come from many sources,
Whether it is the loss of something I...
Friday 13th March 2015 2:20 am
Theres a happy sad,
And some people can sing it.
Some people can paint it,
Some people live it,
Not because they can,
But because they are cursed.
Because they do.
Some people learn it,
They never feel it.
Some of us feel it,
Wrecked for years,
Smiling with tears on our cheeks,
And never learn it.
I have fe...
Friday 6th March 2015 10:22 am
Life becomes a series of two periods.
One where you feel good and life is great,
and one where every day is a bumpy ride on an emotional rollercoaster.
When on the verge of tears, it’s always a close call holding them back, not letting them fall.
I discovered that when on the verge of tears,
I hold my breath in an attempt to wait it out.
Stupidly trying ...
Wednesday 25th February 2015 2:35 am