One Morning

Don't deny
You are no special inside.
Just the way that I see
Is enough to forget all the lies
And the future is not
Easy forgettable substance.

And your eyes will stay closed
As long as you feel they are closed.

Happiness is but a transient shadow
On the walls of my room.
Destroyed easily with a single breath,
Forsaken because of single wound,
So important to have
And yet easy to part with
Because of some singular fears.

Dry your tears
But they will be engraved anyway
On your face made of stone,
On your heart made of steel.
23.09.2015

Black Sheep

Yes you are different for sure
From photo of this smiling child.
Your eyes have changed but even more
Have changed ideas in your mind.
Your hair is yet to become grey
Like touched by winter, dying tree.
"There's people suffering" - they say
"And you are lucky to be free."

"Why can't you just pretend to be
The one who's happy on outside?
Stop troubling your head, you see
Just go and do the thing that's right.
Stop overcomplicating life,
And do the job that suits you best
Stop searching things you'll never find
One day you'll get your promised rest."

And yet somehow you don't believe
In promises of paradise
Somehow you still don't want to live
Pretending that it's them who's right
Though maybe life is just a dream
And you are one in its background.
You want to go against the stream
And they can't make you turn around
29.09.2015
Edit 2: Changed punctuation and formatting to make intentions a bit more clear.

The Grudge

It's easy to break a person
To make one whimper and cry
And watch how his pain will worsen
Until he will say goodbye.
It's easy to keep the distance
From people who's not like you
While thinking your actions never
Were mean and disgusting too.

It's hard to be strong in rain
That's coming from up above
When people who cause you pain
Are ones you're supposed to love.
It's hard to be almost broken
When pressure from life is strong
And nothing seems to be working
At places you don't belong.

But life will go on forever,
At least for a long long time.
It's shameful if peace could never
Be state of your troubled mind.
So letting go is important,
Forgetting is crucial part.
While following dreams and purpose
The way you feel in your heart.
23.09.2015
Edit 2: Fixed grammar inaccuracy.

At Cemetery

When I'm among the dead
I feel sorry for the dead.
When I'm among the living
I feel sorry for myself.
I wish to understand
Or fall into believing
That life may have some sense
And I still have some faith.
I tried to figure out
In long and useless ramblings
Am I supposed to die
So calm, emotionless
Or just to feel the ground
Under my knees and find the
Way to free myself
From sin of hopelessness.

And night still seems so young
For creatures that are useless
Yet moonlight cannot guide
And help us find the ways.
We're struggling to find
Avoiding all abuses
Eternal paradise,
Adrift in time and space.
I was ill many times,
But this one may be final
So I will try to keep
My breath under control.
I walked through all these roads
But never seen the sign of
Life being something more
Than waiting for the fall.
21.09.2015

Intro

Here will be the place where I will be posting some of poems which I technically "published" on reddit.com/r/ocPoetry + maybe something else. No matter of how little cultural significance they are, they're technically copyrighted by me, Sergey Semushin (predelnik@gmail.com) and usage of them in unauthorized places should be performed with direct link here or after receiving a permission from me.