Send a raven, send an owl.
Send a prayer, I ask, how?
She who waltz under the rain,
Also carols amidst the pain.
A song with broken melodies,
rhythm made of remedies.
Makes the closed ears hear,
with the bitter words sound so dear.
Send a raven, send an owl.
She makes a non believer
send a hopeful prayer.
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 11:02 AM UTC
First among the others.
The blood among the tears.
The salt among the waters.
The sweet among the bitter.
The murderer among the thieves.
Now tell me,
how do you hold a heart?
With a shiv,
or hands with pool of blood?
Now tell me,
how will you leave?
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC
You know you've failed to love a writer when...
you left and she didn't even had the thought to write about you
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 9:40 AM UTC
You are back,
yet you have to leave so soon.
You can leave the door open,
I really don't mind.
Just be careful along the road,
mind not,
I will be tired seeking in you in the darkness
so maybe, I will just sit here inside for a while.
But the door is open,
if someone closes that, it won't be me.
But feel free to come back, break the door if you need to.
Just remember, finish the tea before you leave again.
Visit me soon, kay? Ciao
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 6:26 AM UTC
*I am not playing the game,
but I am indeed losing.*
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 11:15 AM UTC
Have you ever been so broken
that even saying
I miss you,
takes such
a heavy
feeling?
Why?
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
My novel has never ceased on writing itself but
I wonder why it left some pages that should have been filled years ago.
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 12:12 PM UTC
Why've you come to thy calm seas,
with your waves crashing,
I would hate to love you again.
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 10:25 AM UTC
When a gun is pointed at you,
you are afraid of the gun,
not the one who
points it
at you.
*We aren't afraid of people,
but to the thoughts that have
come alive
into words.*
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC