The Cynic Communtity

The Moment I Wish I Could Paint... It's silly, isn't it...  Fighting for small things Wishing you could hold some things to yourself Selfish, totally After all I told the idiots, to meet me that evening But they were outside the campus Having my favorite street food all by themselves Bastards, I still comment that... But wishes for a sight, prevails still Making the anger, bring on a different level So angry, I said "What if it's our last meet for now" And heavens is known bad for granting you unwanted curses The country locked down, the college shut And sudden approaches to leave the city came the same morning There is nothing worse , then not seeing, not talking  To some people, you don't know how you got connected with It hurts, and soaring you see the tickets Which don't excite you anymore  'Cause your home is where your heart is The croaking walls of cell, bad food and water doesn't really matter I kept packing, taking to someone who told me b...

Perseverance (Erase+ Remember + Hold On, Stay, Ok?) How long can your persist dreams that drift away with the sunset? ‘Cause for the moon to shine, it takes the sun to go down... How long will you hold it? How long you can keep it? Will you remember? How long did you pester, before everything seems likes a vivid dream... Erase It seems that every time the Sakura blossoms, its aroma sweet and vibrant Fills the heart of mere people with life, emotions so cheerful and extravagant That’s when the spring of every merciless story begin, upright and honorable Aware of the facts, that the leaves of bonding will shed, which once blossomed Will you yet want to be, the part of the merchandise of memories   Might blossom giving you hopes; beautifully rain when breaking you. Once the spring is gone, the last bit of fragrance turning to mist You ask yourself, is it all right to still hold on the scent that once presumed? Some part of you sharing the warmth of i...

GENTLEMAN --- Miss A No, he can’t be, he isn’t a sinner But something about him makes me rethink The intense gazes, making me go wild, a killer? The way, his finger doesn’t tremble, holding rim of the drink Taking a sip, fine rich velvet against transparent ivory These sacred moments, his eyebrows hold no worry Would you salvage, or would your tear A paradise or a sweet lifeless demise So contagious, so determined, a gentleman... His shirt, iron pressed simmering All placed precisely, sets too much, approximately He isn’t messed up, so tidy, yet I’m here crushing Are all of this, not new, this conservation and secrecy? I don’t want any of this, but I can’t still stop What’s happening with me, my thoughts all crop Such a model piece, a gentleman His stance rigid, moves hold perfection Maybe this shade of cheery red lip, for him too light These heartaches, just a piece of cake Am I nothing more worth then a game? I am scared, sugar; I’m a ...

Just some of my fav. songs to listen isolating yourself (Ignoring popular songs mostly and same artists) "Cold" by Aqualung, Lucy Schwartz "Holy" by Zolita "High Highs to Low Lows" by Lolo Zouaï  "I know you" by Skylar Grey "Awaken" by Ray Chen "Candy" by Doja Cat "In the end" by Linkin Park "Lovely" by Billie Eilish Khalid "Judas" by Lady Gaga "Let Me Down Slowly" by Alec Benjamin "I am Defiant" by The Seige "Slim Shady" by Eminem "Stronger" by The Score "Heathens" by Twenty One Pilots "The greatest" by Sia "They don't care about us" by Michael Jackson "After Hours" and "Heartless" by The Weeknd "Let Loose" by Rayelle "Devil Devil" by MILCK "Neverland" by KSHMR (try all KSHMR Dharma) "Dirty Mind" by Boy Epic "The search" by NF ...

The Non-Believer It’s been long, thinking why did I? Why did I not believe, just like anyone else? Believing the own virtual sense   And became a non-believer Why this heart does doesn’t trust the things everyone does! Why it doesn’t fall for the beautiful thoughts everyone craves... Am I abnormal? Or am I experimental? Am I weird? Or am I absurdly sentimental... With my thoughts to make the stories never heard And take the road no sane person does Choose the path of the degraded verdicts Every sense of spice an illusion And progress considered hallucination “ Crazy ” they termed it; didn’t they As the owl leaps for its prey In hopes to find the same insane ones Who took the path which I do Maybe, to insure that I am proud myself Maybe, to see I’m not the only one Who became a non-believer... A person who trusted its own self And a person to trusted the real It’s just too hard now Relying facts on the own Reciting the rumors th...

The Horizon -        Miss A It’s been said and it’s so true, The words from the folk tales Which enlightens from the dusk to the dews; And they dictate it in pure harmony The sad-sad stories Of people of all ages, who have lost it To the unknown and in the depth of misery . “ When the sunk has sunk, And the night appears drunk… When the moon is teased, And the clouds encounter as they please A little warm and a little cold A mixture so unsure and pure Sweeps enchantingly, nice and bold With a putrid smell of sugar and spice Yet so indefinable, but they crave and crave and crave Until it engulfs them, hold them into a spell So vicious and sinful like hell The taste full of grape-wine and ecstasy It’s that breeze that took them all over themselves Into the world we call the wonderland And the fall back with a body of dummy Excitement overtaking their mind, soul and heart With smile in their eyes and ...