In this road,
There ain't any signs,
No destination,
No rides.
All it houses,
Is some kind of mystery.
No one knows what happens next,
No one processes what just happened,
Just walk the path like sheep,
And it'll be okay.
But there are those lions in sheepskin,
Who can't afford to follow the crowd,
Who have reason,
Who know what it means.
As a law of nature,
What is different receives hatred,
From those who fuck around,
That makes them feel they're WRONG.
I know I was lion,
Who was burnt alive.
From ash I rise,
Like a Phoenix.
So haters pack your bags,
And go bury yourself alive.
-
Ivan.
So,
This was it guys.
My journey through the year in my words.
I'll publish another book soon.
Vote, comment and remember,
You got power and strength,
Don't let any one tell you the opposite.
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Menace In My Mind
Poetry"Some real feelings, Some infinitesimal wishes, Trying to capture and harness them, Before you make them perish" Highest- #96 in Poetry..as of 15/07/2017 #82 - 26.7.17
