Be proud
Not prideful

People look for hidden meanings in writings and art, asking why at every turn.

They forget however, that art does not need to have its own meaning.

What something means is an opinion
In the eyes of the beholder.

The true purpose of art is to make the viewer feel something, to inspire them.

And sometimes the things that seemingly have no meaning inspire us the most.


-Hadrian Veska

Don't set out to prove others wrong,
Set out to prove yourself right.

-Hadrian Veska

Those that strive their whole life to be remembered, forget themselves in the process.

-Hadrian Veska

It's beautiful,
To run into someone that knows you,
Who you can't remember.

It reminds you that you exist,
Outside of your own mind.


-Hadrian Veska

There is no "balance"
Between good and evil

To be good
Is to be in harmony,
To be in harmony,
Is to be balanced

Evil has no place
In the universe


- Hadrian Veska

Be proud of your humility
But humble of your pride

-  Hadrian Veska

Love is like a tree
The longer you let it grow
The more beautiful it becomes
On the outside
And the stronger it becomes
On the inside

Never trust someone
Who doesn't like music


- Hardian Veska

We are all wanderers,
growing restless if we stay too long in one place. The only weight that can hold us down is another person. Whether for good or ill.

-Hadrian Veska

A man without internal conflict
Is either a simpleton,
Or heavily indoctrinated


-Hadrian Veska

Sometimes you need to be torn down
To realize you had no foundation


-Hadrian Veska

The moment we surrender
Our individuality,
We cease being human

You can say or you can do, but not both.
That is why wise men speak so little.


- Hadrian Veska

They ask you when you're growing up
"What do you want to be?"
Don't answer them.
It doesn't matter who or what you are,
It matters what you do.

Personality is the canvas of the will


- Hadrian Veska

There is such a thing as morality.
Its proof is evident in guilt.


-  Hadrian Veska

Mankind's greatest strength, is mortality.
If you don't believe me, ask the gods.

That is,
if any yet remain.


- Hadrian Veska

The moment we conquer our mortality,
Is the moment we stop being human,
And become the very things,
That we taught ourselves to hate.


- Hadrian Veska

Never assume, always listen

Don't seek knowledge, seek truth.
For only in truth can wisdom be obtained.

-Hadrian Veska

To love, one must first learn
To know and love themselves.
Without this understanding,
There can be no such thing as love.
Only simple infatuation.

A desire to fill the empty space,
Where self should reside.


- Hadrian Veska

Man is alone in the universe
Because he is the first in the universe.
The great pioneer of mortality.


- Hadrian Veska

I chased love for so long
Only to realize,
It isn't something you catch
But rather,
Something you get caught by.


- Hadrian Veska

An artist should never
confuse themselves with art.
They are merely a vessel,
From which art pours.
Sometimes they are empty
And other times full.


- Hadrian Veska

It matters not
what one thinks of a wise man,
For he knows himself,
And can differentiate
Interpretation from reality.

The fool however,
Changes constantly.
Influenced by what others think of him,
He is not sure what he wants to be

Or who he truely is .


- Hadrian Veska

An excellent plan
Will never be realized as such
If it is executed poorly

- Hadrian Veska

Fate is never heavy handed
Only upon looking back
Can its gentle nudges be seen

- Hadrian Veska

Sarcasm is the coward's truth

In passing,
Someone said they knew me.
I was astonished,
For they knew what I did not.


- Hadrian Veska

A man who withdraws into his own mind
Never comes out as sane as he entered


- Hadrian Veska

Anger is not an emotion
It comes from the inability
To handle other emotions

-Hadrian Veska

Do not fight your enemy
If you can simply move around them

- Hadrian Veska

They say a picture is worth
A thousand words
But without the words
And stories behind it

A picture is meaningless


-Hadrian Veska

What is man
But the culmination
Of sin and circumstance


-Hadrian Veska

Disease is contagious
If you aren't careful

Laughter is contagious
If you're in the mood

But hope,

Hope is contagious
No matter the circumstances


-Hadrian Veska

Nothing is born
Of its own fruition
No intelligence simply
Springs into existence

Everything is created

We search for our maker
Just as our creations
Will search for us
Long after we're gone


-Hadrian Veska

If you walk with a purpose
Your feet will never tire


-Hadrian Veska

Thunder and rain
Dark clouds roll over the earth
Not quickly as in a storm
The heavens stand almost still
The rain not slanted but straight down
No lighting but only thunder
So much known to now be lost
Most of it for the better
For knowing all evil
Only multiplies evil
And the deep truths
Obscure the simple ones
Let the rain come
To wash us all away
That those who come after
May be better than we
Though it is not intended
Nor can ever been
Until all things pass away

Walk, trudge
From stars long dead
To distant worlds
Beneath Raven's head
Wander, lumber
beneath cerussite peaks
Unknowingly losing
The one thing to seek
And there long after
Encased below
To swell once more
With receding snow

For anyone interested, I've made my first audio available for YouTube. I've made a channel where I'll be reading some of my better works as well as new ones I create. Hopefully they continue to get better in terms of quality as I progress. Thank you so much, link below.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ns33IygDURE&ab_channel=HadrianVeska

Hey all, I'm going to try and read and post about 2-3 of my poems a week on my YouTube here. Newest one is at the link below. Constructive criticism is welcome, will eventually get a better mic but its not a priority now. Just working on getting comfortable reading and not smacking my lips between sentences haha. Thank you for any and all support!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6oHlsAn6Kg&ab_channel=HadrianVeska

Realities
Spin and swirl
Ever revolving
Around a mass heavy center

Truth remains constant
But reality is a purer concept
Then we could ever hope to witness
And only reality can reveal truth

So how can the truth ever be know

A curled dead leaf
Softly floated by
And reattached itself
To the tree from whence it had come

Slowly life flowed back
Into the husk of a leaf
And it became green again
And full of life

So to, life returned
To all that had lost it
To the flowers in the meadow
And the creatures of the field

The world was reborn
Death had been abandoned
And in its place
A brave new life

Alas
At last
To the ground am I laid
My end thus reached
My body decayed
To the forest floor
Like the leaves of autumn
Do I lie in wait
To sink to the bottom
Below the black dirt
And roots of the trees
To sink ever further
With acceptance and ease
Back to Creation
From where I once came
Returned to the Earth
And thusly reclaimed

I knew her not
But I had seen her
Blurry and vague
Yet somewhere
She resided
In the depths of my mind
We she was
Or if I'd meet her
I would never know for sure
Until it was already too late

The need to be together
I get only once a night
In the long and murky hours

Before sleep finds its way to me


My thoughts lay still
And in the darkness there
My heart takes over my mind

And I dream of being by your side


Yet when the morning dawns
And my mind returns to me
I have no recollection

Of the memories my heart made


So I continue on the next day

History repeats itself
None know that better than I
Having lived with the curse
Of immortality

I've seen empires rise and fall
Great persons change the world
Only be ridiculed and forgot
Lost to time immemorial

After millenia of watching
I came to a sickening revelation
That humaity is trapped
In an endless cycle of destruction

I have seen the world itself end
Not once, but three times
And I can feel in the air
The fourth end coming

Perhaps this is the fate of man
Punishment for his grevious sins
Yet I cannot bear to watch
Such suffering again

Maybe now it is time
I stop watching these endless cycles
And use this curse that was put upon me
To stop them once and for all

Two in the nest
And twelve in a box
Cold winter morning
Thick wool socks

A sunrise song
Red against white
From snow covered trees
Their maiden flight

Out the window
It may seem cold
Yet the world is full
Of stories to be told

Ah, a red sun rises
On this the last of days
Fitting that a world
Bathed in blood
Should end drowned in it