And then I met him. One of a kind. A charming being With a melancholic soul. Lost in museums Enjoying the paintings. Walking in parks Surrounded by trees. He'd observe the world In a poetic way. Most of the time Occupied with his thoughts And dreams. His passion Reflected in his words. He didn't know... Continue Reading →
My words cheat on me. They talk about you Without my permission. Maybe they have a soft spot for you, That's why they don't listen to me. Maybe you've enchanted them And they don't care about the consequences. When they talk about you, They form a melody That is from outer space. My words like... Continue Reading →
There are thoughts Emotions, And words Trapped within me. They grow more Each and every day. And I am not How I used to be. I keep those thoughts Emotions, And words Inside. Holding on to them Against my wish. For my ability in wording How I feel Is giving up on me. To the... Continue Reading →
This world Is confusing. It's filled with Chaos and noise. I just want to Sit down alone To untangle My tangled thoughts And emotions. My heart and brain Have constant conflicts. Each wants a different thing. And the messiness of this world Isn't helping me To calm them down. P. S. The drawings I've used... Continue Reading →
I woke up And you were The first whom I thought about. I wanted to Send you a Good morning Message. I grabbed My phone And I Unlocked it. Scrolled down And clicked on Your name. But then, I remembered We are No longer "us", Now it is just "Me" and "you"
Back when we were younger We had a spot. We had declared it As the crying spot. It was safe And far from the crowd. There, no one could see our tears Or hear our sobs. Words weren't necessary to be said, Hugs were what we gave one another. We used to Sit wordlessly And... Continue Reading →
My words about melancholy seem to be endless. Here's a blog post about it. And enjoy the poem. Melancholy has opened its arms Welcoming me with a tight hug. Once it embraces me, I receive its negative vibes. Not only does it Hurt me emotionally, But also physically. It shatters my heart, And cracks my... Continue Reading →
I read short lines That I added extra lines to. I read some other lines That I changed the words of. I carried my pencil And wrote down these replies These changes To the short lines that I read. I saw, I felt, I observed, I cried, I laughed, and I wrote. I carried my... Continue Reading →
I feel like I am Misunderstood By my own people. I speak their language But my thoughts are different. They look at me and judge me Asking me meaningless questions About my personal life and choices. They think that I am miserable Because I am not like the rest. I have long given up On... Continue Reading →
Dlvan's Thoughts 