In Their Company








In Their Company


Violins aren't

just the ones that make those sounds

How about cellos?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Updated on 07.10.2020


I have added the hashtag Karolina Protsenko in the hastags after discovering her violin playing and musicality a couple of days/weeks back.  Thank you.

Favorite Song

Dusk's Rule

Hearing the rumbling beats, sweet melody, 

To rescue from now into past remedy, 

Favorite song of ages gone, play again,

Inspiring words back into the pen.


Your song may sound different to old ears,

Hearing more than before other years,

It is a sweet embrace of memories,

To sweep away current daily worries.


Never is there a song loved by all,

No such mark that everyone is enthralled, 

There is the meaning and irony now, 

For such work, brilliance, take a graceful bow,


But know the importance of what follows,

Step out of the distorted, dark, shadows,

And know that there is no such ideal song,

To be anything else than you is wrong,


Free yourself from the false advertisements,

Impossibly great goals are punishments, 

To songs so beautiful that only need, 

To be their own favorite songs, please heed:


Matters not if you are a favorite song,

Only that you are your own favorite song. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It's nice to be loved by others, to have others believe you are attractive, smart, strong, whatever positive comments that come your way, but unless you can be comfortable with yourself, happy with yourself, then it is much harder to love yourself.  Not everyone is going to notice your traits---you are you own art, you can change yourself, but be happy with yourself.  

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Simple Equation

Theme Based Poems

I have a set of standards that i follow at heart // cuz staying true to ones self is what I consider art // And if u chasing popularity then u faker then fake // I ignore da immaturities & learn from mistakes // I stay true to true friends & drop the ones that pretend // cuz if I find out that your a poser then it's over // the end // ain't gonna keep talking to a fake // & don't come back either when you realize your mistake // go to Bollywood if you want another take // I'm on my money bike tryna ride through my life // I don't need no pair of breaks // you just a gibberish clown man enough with the outtakes // & if your the type of person that shares the same mentality then applause to my positive equality // as we subtract all of does who doubted we // & let's look back at the exponents who made us be // as we climb to the top of this factor tree // knocking off every single wanna bee // man these haters stressin cause I'm tryna be greater than number one // grilling me cause they see me with a smile having fun // ha but I don't even gotta worry though // cause what's the point of stressing over decimals // I'm just trying turn this stream of money into my cash flow // & um excuse my paraphrasing but they said living plus life is a hard equation // yall must be blind i think most of yall are over gazing // cause i don't even see a problem // ha i guess I'm mathematically amazing. :)


Author's Notes/Comments: 

The theme is math ; theres a message in this poem also

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