Desperate views on a sky that's been divided.
I grasp at what speaks and then shut it in silence.
Granted there's violence,
Cherry blossom petals conceal both these eye with,
paths layed in brittle and colours spoke as soft lips.
If both two storms ever did cross paths.
A war on I and Hues I do have.
A mend between the lost of both my better halves.
Tyrant or blossom or waisted in the sands.
When both eyes meet a clarity in calm.
Hope for a vision in the daily trickled squall.
Feb 27
Feb 27, 2026 at 11:30 AM UTC
Like Dandelions and Tulips that waltz in the sun.
A display of feathers mending two hearts to one.
Like beauty through the stars that turns midnight to dawn. A goddess that enchants, that goddess now gone.
The universe echoes with every fleeting breath. A thought you, leaving only what is left.
Through a winter that passed every other season.
A flame once kindled smothered without reason.
Blinded was a fool who treasured tainted gifts knowing fair well that won't please him but neglected starlights kiss.
The universe echoes with every fleeting breath. Not a thought but what's left of two. A shadow of us. A wish of you. Leaving only what is left.
Aug 3, 2025
Aug 3, 2025 at 1:48 PM UTC
What's the difference between those who succeed and those who fall into false succession?
A heart, a soul and the will to keep pressing those exact same buttons you were told not to. To follow a society is to follow a shepherds hand from wich your food is dealt.
What you want, what you feel is within your reach no matter how much of a distant reality it may be to your mind it is achievable as long as you persist. Strive for a tomorrow, wether promised or not. Use all your strength to conjure your dreams. And may it be that the stick falls short, continue, because what you've accomplished so far is worth it. No matter how small, you'll have something to show for your effort, wether it be material wealth or wisdom, you've worked towards bettering your future, what's another 20 or more years if you get to experience the blissful wonders that follow after the storm. But most importantly tomorrow isn't promised, so live today with the soul of a angel and the heart of a storm because within lays peace and so forever you'll rest.
-DravenBrass
Aug 8, 2021
Aug 8, 2021 at 10:29 AM UTC
I place my soul before the sun to feel it's warm embrace.
But just as twisted, the glare grew wicked. A blank stare of decay.
An open view of different colours.
The rumbling clouds weep softly.
Life shuts down and bliss fills air, calmness falls before me.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 12:43 PM UTC
A face.
A smile.
Emotion in Denial.
To paint a picture, my heart needs a mouth.
What's spoken is a lie, my mind remains unsung.
Emotions in a jumble, death lies on the tongue.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 8:57 AM UTC
What is expected? Your message is cryptic.
Your help it cuts, it feels so **** twisted.
Two lies and truth, hope lost in a second.
I love you, you're family but I feel so distant.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 8:42 AM UTC
Hell beams over a world so small.
People apart, love no more.
One falls away and we laugh it off.
Grown numb to the pain we've witnessed before.
The past is the present if we live it more, make the same mistakes till it rots your core.
The futures ahead, don't know what's in store so live life wile you can and love a little more.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 7:55 AM UTC
Silence speaks, a whispered sigh.
The ears can't hear unless you try.
What's so is bliss, so is the night.
A chance to see, but with what eyes?
I take to sea in search of sight, only to return a dim light.
Oct 8, 2020
Oct 8, 2020 at 7:30 AM UTC