Something Just Like This – Favorite Song In A Poem

Something just like this

Something Just Like This

is another

Favorite Song In a Poem

I like The Chainsmokers. But I love their remix by Alan Walker

It became one of my favorite songs of All time.

I’ve been reading books of old

In the evenings when I feel cold.

The legends and the myths

That flee into imaginative labyrinths.

Achilles and his gold

The heart can’t be sold.

Hercules and his gifts

I love watching romantic clips.

Spiderman’s control

Awakened by alcohol.

And Batman with his fists

Are covering into lover’s mist.

And clearly I don’t see myself upon that list

Because there is no one to give me a kiss.

But she said, “Where’d you wanna go?

I hope someday I will know.

How much you wanna risk?

It is a painful eternity’s bliss.

I’m not looking for somebody

That looks back only at my body.

With some superhuman gifts

I want to share my grieves.

Some superhero

They are in real-world zero.

Some fairytale bliss

That is in the paper book’s abyss.

Just something I can turn to

When time is challenging to go through.

Somebody I can kiss

That will feel me amiss.

I want something just like this

But I will never insist.

The testaments they told

Proving the love is bold.

The moon and its eclipse

Both people into sunshine’s kiss.

And Superman unrolls

Cleaning the dust of the mind’s scrolls.

A suit before he lifts

The promises that stick.

But I’m not the kind of person that it fits

And I am not the one for people to please.


From The Author:

That is a revised post I shared with other writing platforms, on which I am not active anymore. I am best when single-focused on one thing at a time because multitasking is not my thing.

How did I decide to mix up my favorite Music and Poetry?

When I listen to my favorite songs, I dream away and begin to see their lyrics. and silhouettes in my imagination. It has always been like that, but once upon a time, when I painted, I couldn’t draw what I saw in my mind. After I started writing short stories, I began to describe exactly what I feel and see in my imagination.

One day, I was going home after my painting with wine event and decided to write poems based on my favorite songs, because I felt I lack inspiration and new vocabulary. That would expand my knowledge of English and helps me release my emotions. I started to write my favorite songs in poems on Simily.

When I read what I wrote, I am proud because the combination between lyrics and my opinion works fine.
Today, I write them all on my Poetry book’s manuscript, because I believe it is better to do it that way.

The Fight With Negation’s Ants


The Fight With Negation’s Ants

Is Like The Negativity Daily

Last few months, I had unusual guests in my home – ants. I am unsure where they came from, but the fact they are still there is disturbing. The ants are many, and I could not kill them until yesterday. Calling the insects’ negation’s ants rang into my head that they can be acknowledged as people in my life, who have similar skills to them. Hungry for intrigues as the ants are hungry for food.

Many days I cleaned thoroughly to show respect, and politeness to these little living beings, hoping they will fade away, but they did not.  I always have been thinking everything around me deserves to live. But sometimes,  forced clearance should be done. That is similar to cutting wood parts for them to grow again.

After a few weeks of the unfulfilling fight with negation’s ants, I decided to use poison.

The ants died like my connections with negative people who were in my life too long.  The metaphorical venom I used to kill negativity in my daily routine was telling the truth and dropping the polite act. Many psychologists, including me, support the theory people should express their feelings and be rude if needed. Of course, when there is conflict and rudeness, the voice’s tone is a must because nobody wants to be shouted at.

What is The Point Of The Fight With Negation’s Ants in Life?

I put it simply. It is the survival of self-confidence because when going into people’s negativity, the mind becomes the same as theirs.

A long time ago, I have read business development books that taught me to create a circle with successful people to become like them. But today, I see that as falseness and a people-pleasing attitude. Both of these qualities do not fit into my soul and heart.

After many years, I stopped working in the business field, read positive-thinking books, and joined a few personal development courses. They made me understand that not successful people save the day, but the positive ones.

Unfortunately, not many humans are affirmative and the negation’s ants are stubborn to fight.

During these few months with the guests in my home, I understood that is better to cut once and for all the uninspiring connections. Hiding under the politeness’s rug did not resolve my ant’s problem. Negation crawled daily and became strong. That kept me away from lying on my yoga carpet and doing mediation. The same goes for me living freely and with attitude.

The character attracts similar people, but ants turn them off. It is better to be alone without ants than to live with unwanted guests that rob your freedom.

The fear of ants made me realize I act the same way with the people in my life. That had to stop. I did little steps toward killing my life’s negativity to go on forward. The small victories I had along the way, mutated into goals, for which I did an action plan to follow. That made me realize my potential and do the needed sacrifices. It is not a secret that risk-taker wins a lesson or achievement.

Negation’s ants and negativity’s people’s influence should be removed from everyone’s life.


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