My PastFrom a distant land I come from,I’m just a student living in a metal dome.Here we get from the internet knowledge,We don’t get it from school or college.In this realm our only tutor,Is a personal computer!The education system is nothing but embarrassment,They keep it alive thanks to lying and harassment.Because of corruption no one learns at school,For some people it may seem cool,But not for the ones who want to learn,Alas, this is the government’s least concern!The majority of teachers here cannot teach,The peak of knowledge we can never reach.An excellent student I have always been,But here in Azerbaijan it is almost a sin!I’ve been always bullied, insulted every day,But still I continue to live my own way!Unprofessional teachers have always me disheartened,My life every single day extremely hardened.The Grim Reaper visits people here much more often,Towards them he will never soften.Why people here randomly die, you would ask,Because t
Science MonkeyBack in August a doodle I drew,I drew it, my friends, for me and you,Science monkey, that how was it called,You destroyed it when relations got cold. Science monkey, you are my creation,A silly product of my imagination,But now for me you have a meaning,Even if no one towards me is leaning. Science monkey was just hanging around,All that time when I thought my place I found,Now it is lying somewhere in the ground,Only I can hear its pitiful sound. Science monkey, this you never deserved,For a long time a symbol you served.Now you are no longer existent,Because to changes you were resistant. Science monkey, life is cruel to me,Without me where would you be?Ripped in half, forgotten by friends,That is how your story ends.
Resident AssistantsMy present life is not penned down,But the RAs deserve a crown,They brought me back from the dead,The brought back my lost head.I do not know how to thank them,Sometimes I think I should prank them,But I am a person with a heart,I do not want our friendship to fall apart.In small room they are stranded,They draw posters, all right handed.Music plays all day long,It’s what makes them so strong.To help us all they are devoted,In elections for then I would have voted,In famous works they deserve to be noted!
A Poem Of MotivationA poem came to my mind,But suddenly all words I forgot,My muse, please be kind,And show everyone what you got.Now it is time to act, to change,And to turn away from my past,Some may find it strange,But I am ready to live my dream at last.To let it go though I am readyAnd to move quiet and steady.One day I know I will reach the top,Nothing in this World will me stop.I wait for a day that I so long treasured,The scale of which I’ve never measured,But I believe that it will come,And to heaven I shall roam.
Not The SameMy muse, pass me the pen,It is time to write to her again.She sealed a luck charm to my heart,She is the spirit of my art:About the future I do not worry,For what I lost I am not sorry,But you my former friend of heart,I see, in my life you still have a part.I tried to forget you: I did and I’m free,You are not like before burning me.With the fact that I lost I can cope,But there is still time to cut the rope.The World I lived in had finally ended,A new one was born, from ash it ascended.You brought it all down and I am grateful,To you, my dear, I will stay fateful.Alas, the feeling is not the same,For this change only I am to blame,Goodbye and hello my precious dame!
False AmbitionDo not open the doors you lockedNever release the thoughts you blockedOr love will claim your heart one last time.Do not risk it, do not commit this crime!You have the matches, lit a fire,And be overwhelmed with useless desire,You have a passport, cross the border,But your life won’t be worth a quarter.You are standing on the brink,Your eyes are closed, you cannot blink,If they ever see the light,You will fall in a pit of endless night.Alas, you unleashed an endless curseYou turned your life from bad to worseNow suffer! It is your own decision.Forever follow your false ambition.
Kindness Of FateNothing to hold on to, nothing to believe in,I still do not know what World I used to live in.With my emotions I could not put up a fight,I woke up crying in the middle of the night.From the horrors of my former life,Where fears used to thrive,I ran away with no regrets,I did not care about the threats.No one was there to show me the path,I chose my own without knowing the aftermath.I followed a lane to the woods,It led me far from all known neighborhoods.It disappeared and left me there,Though in my heart there was no more despair.I was free from reality both dark and unfair,Fate decided me to spare.
Lose My MindOne look at her I need to love again,Her beauty one more time will enchant my pen.The World one last time will for me stop,To give me a chance to reach the top!If she will come across one day,I have lot to her to say.Maybe fate will be more kind,Or maybe I'll just lose my mind.Though I refuse to burn like before,To my past I closed the door!Nothing can tear my future apart,Except for one beat of a heart.
Former FeelingsYou realize she did not even exist,Though her beauty you could not resist.On finding her you used to insist,But she kept disappearing in the mist. When your muse came around,In your heart she made a wound,And you wrote to the one you love.You asked for aid from the angels above. With dark nights you got along,They kept singing you their songs,You penned them down one by one,They were about your special someone. Alas, it is all left in the past:Your feelings for her could not last.You forgot her very fast.You lost a dream that was so vast.