raven arcane

raven arcane Apr 2018

It is late at night again,
And you're on my mind.

A habit I've been meaning to break since then
And yet, every night this is how I find
Myself, locked in a windowless cage

Looking dazed and disengaged,
Seemingly turning blind
To ignore the key beside me
That frees me from my bounds,
From my deepest wounds,
Stopping myself to be consumed.
All of that with just a little key.

And yet again,
This is how I find myself,
Trapped in an endless cycle of you;
It is late at night
And you're on my mind.
Again and again and again.

—a.c

#again #endless #always

raven arcane Apr 2018

遠 - distance

Two people shining
So brightly, you would think they
Are partners in crime:
But as reality goes,
Their hearts are as far as stars

—a.c

I love Japanese poetry; honestly, the briefness of their style is what really touched my heart—it leaves a sort of questioning feeling that makes one want more.

#tanka #distance #japanesepoetry

raven arcane Nov 2017

realms and ruins

Entering a new realm,
Things all around you see
That couldn't help but overwhelm

May it be as magical as a hippocampi
Or dark as the waves of sea at midnight
Or bright as a metal reflecting on sunlight
Or gardens filled with flowers that are ever so lovely
Or like a hay lost in a pile of pins
Or a place full of fragile ruins
Maybe like an old greek tragedy?
Whatever it may be,
It sure is more intriguing than reality

And as you go back:
All the images pulling back.
And as if with a snap,
You are back.

You close your eyes
engulfing yourself in the world fantasized
Everything vanishes;
And open them again,
You slowly see the world crystal clear then
two glasses making a clink,
As the ringing noise fill your ears:
you realize
All these realms and ruins
Were just paper and ink.

—a.c

#books

Nov 2017

galaxy of myths

hopeless love

It takes a little of a push and
pull and I'm already ****** in again.
All my hard work, trying to get
over this but you would
give a tap on my shoulder
and I would be willing to pour
all my love for you (again).

-m.b

raven arcane Sep 2017

heartbreak

It will come like a landslide
   Rapid, sudden, —as if it were alive
       A heartbreak, defined by teenagers
           is losing your lovers,
But, my darling, it isn't always about love;
   Sometimes it's broken dreams and hidden sobs.
        It's the empty eyes of a child,
           Once filled with joy and delight
talking about what she loves.
    It's the teary eyes of a scientist
      Looking at paintings,
           She never drew.
It's the eyes that keep looking back
   To the past that lacked.
        It's the hole in one's heart
            That can't seem to be filled. And yet we always thrive
   each day to survive,
       All along
           Unknowingly finding pieces
             that are making us feel one again.
                                             —a.c

#heartbreak