Ayn - Hello Poetry

Ayn Sep 2021

Under a dead mid morning sky,
I welcome your eternity
My time has long since drifted by;
Just a glimmer in the river.

A fleeting sparrow’s gentle breath
Bringing life to the air again.
In your silence, I stand once more;
A quiet child, looking for light.

My light, my wonder, lead the way.
Or are you just another moon;
Casting false light from the shadows?

All the lines have 8 syllables i think

Ayn Sep 2021

The Call of the Void

Holding onto the mirror,
Gazing beyond the snake.

A silently welcoming venom;
Burning the once eternal ice,
Freeing me from your cold gaze.

Wincing, teary-eyed stars,
Whisper their silencing fears.
These sunset guardians, up in tears,
From being beyond the sidelines
For all these years.

Acknowledge the snake, but remember the stars are always watching over you. They may not seem close but that doesn’t mean they don’t care.

Ayn Sep 2021

Relapse

The ringing in my veins
courses through my aching body,
Like a rampant child;
Reckless and unrestrained.

It calls to me,
screaming for my attention,
to once again feel my ‘love;’
My dedication.

I can only deny such crawling advances,
And feel my yearning spirit cry.
Eventually I will break,
That will be the day I hide.

I tried it just a bit today, don’t get mad, I didn’t bleed at all, you can’t even call it a scratch. I just couldn’t stand not doing it. It was getting to me. I wanted to so badly i couldn’t resist. I’m sorry but the runs aren’t working anymore. I promise i can be safe.

Ayn Aug 2021

Glass

On the other side,
you draw your life
Into its drowning existence.
You’re wielding a failed red thread,
Hoping the needle is sharp enough
To run your troubles through.

I watch in fear and worry,
As you become a stumbling mess.
This wall of glass
shattering into my veins
Whenever i make that first step.

I can’t remove what you’ve built.
I’m afraid of what you’ll do.

I’m sorry. It’s my fault you’re this way. Nothing can repay a ruined life besides another. I wish you a wonderful life, Aasiyah. I hope I’m less of a villain in the next one. I’m being truthful here, I know you never want to see me again and I’m not sure if you’ll read this, but I’m sorry for all my lies, my ****, my lust. I know i was the one who came out unscathed. Unfair, right? I’ll make it fair. Don’t expect to hear from me again.

Ayn Jul 2021

Untitled

Through the mist
A quiet voice echoes;
A booming announcement,
Following a silent predicament.

Calling upon the dormant engine,
Remembrance has arrived.

Ayn Jul 2021

Risen Phoenix

The yearn for the bird;
Letting the wind lead the skies.
A life of fluctuating flows;
A life I despise.

Ayn Jul 2021

Talons

Echoes.
A force resonating
With the muted walls.

Surround my fleeting soul
And swallow it whole.
Make it believe there’s no door,
Then burn it through the floor.
Make sure its raven talons
Aren’t sharp anymore.

“Something is seriously ****** up and it needs to change” i can guarantee most of you have said this at least once in your life, whether it is about yourself or the sad disposition of society.