I was 13 when I turned 20,
and after that I never changed.
7 years later I'm still the same age,
hoping that I'll start to grow old.
The only difference,
my posture got worse,
my sight got murky,
but my age still remained the same.
Didn't get any wiser,
i wanted to catch up,
but I only got caught up,
in the grips of your love,
making me think about life,
thinking about the seven twenty years I've lived.
26 year old Philosophy professor from Macedonia that usually writes poetry and short stories that help me express my feelings towards people, events, life in general. I also stream on Twitch @lehgou
Showing posts with label difference. Show all posts
Showing posts with label difference. Show all posts
25 October, 2018
03 December, 2016
Light awakens feelings
The morning light pierced through my window,
waking me up from my dream,
in which I was holding your hand.
I never had the intention to get up,
but my phone delivered your messages.
It gave me a reason to open my eyes,
you gave me a reason to wash my face,
you showed me the beauty of the morning light.
Now I spend the nights,
waiting for the light to bring you closer,
not knowing that you'll always be as far as possible.
Emotionally we will never be close,
I love you as much as you hate my company.
You don't want to say it, but it's true,
you can't stand me at all!
waking me up from my dream,
in which I was holding your hand.
I never had the intention to get up,
but my phone delivered your messages.
It gave me a reason to open my eyes,
you gave me a reason to wash my face,
you showed me the beauty of the morning light.
Now I spend the nights,
waiting for the light to bring you closer,
not knowing that you'll always be as far as possible.
Emotionally we will never be close,
I love you as much as you hate my company.
You don't want to say it, but it's true,
you can't stand me at all!
05 September, 2016
World based on lies is not what we enjoy
Why are we such cowards,
afraid to admit our feelings,
or just to say what's on our minds.
Why do we keep hiding behind masks
thinking that we are protecting the future,
always ending up as our dream's butcher.
How are we not tired of telling lies,
running off in secret playing spies,
to end up finding that love is what everyone wants before they die.
Mutual feelings are real,
we shouldn't be afraid to admit our love,
it's better to be rejected than to run away,
after all life is in our sway.
I can't believe how frequently we ruin something beautiful,
just because of our fears,
just because of our selves,
only to end up blaming others.
afraid to admit our feelings,
or just to say what's on our minds.
Why do we keep hiding behind masks
thinking that we are protecting the future,
always ending up as our dream's butcher.
How are we not tired of telling lies,
running off in secret playing spies,
to end up finding that love is what everyone wants before they die.
Mutual feelings are real,
we shouldn't be afraid to admit our love,
it's better to be rejected than to run away,
after all life is in our sway.
I can't believe how frequently we ruin something beautiful,
just because of our fears,
just because of our selves,
only to end up blaming others.
Labels: Stories, Poems 'n stuff
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Asocial,
Crush,
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Lonely mind,
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