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laveni Apr 2019
I'm thinking of a song
of the blue bird's lullabies when he sings to his babies
as the soft wind accompanies
softly
With sparkling stream gushing,
A meadow of poppies swaying
The tree's branches raise its arms and waves
One cradles the birds
A shuffle 'round in the bushes
The leaves flutter
The little chicks drift away
With a dream above their heads
and a heart filled with love
dedicated to dad
laveni Apr 2020
is majestic
it’s as majestic as
their craft
it’s one stroke that says
a million words
it’s a beat that makes
a million people dance
it’s one color that says
a million emotions
it’s a single thought
that comes upon a masterpiece
laveni Apr 2020
I had a dream
that someday
my screams
will sway
the people’s choice
but not by the waves
of my voice
but of my turns of phrases
3:26am
laveni Mar 2019
A dream
You were beside me
Our gazes interlocked

Stay

Your breath swiftly passed my ear
Your skin like the color of the sunset outside
The city lights off
Rays of gold showering

It clashes

Your eyes as blue as the sky
As deep as the ocean
There I was engulfed
And I tossed and turned to fight the currents
But you won
And the corals danced
laveni Apr 2019
it is best when it is dark
that way,
we can gaze at the twinkling stars
in these times,
we can see beauty
that once wore a blanket
obliged by the Sun
laveni Mar 2019
Each candle may only burn so long
Some may not even taste its own fire ablaze
so profound, not even the wailing wind can topple
its potent peak
May not even see the swell sun that sacrifices itself every night for the scintillating stars
May not even hear the palmy peace past sorrowful sobs
May not even smell the swirling smoke of your fallen foe

May not even start its beginning
laveni Apr 2020
My aunt would turn on her phone
And play some songs
Air Supply
as lullabies
And others that would cradle me to sleep
I sought a mother’s comfort, and
music took place temporarily
Ever since, music always has a spot in my heart
because it helps me dream away
From reality
Like a bandage for the gap
In my heart
laveni Apr 2020
When I was a mere child
I would wake up as soon as the
Sun broke out in rays
A radio would be placed on a table in our little porch
And its songs always brought me joy
Oh, what nostalgia
The Carpenters would sing their
comforting music
Bread would sing their heartfelt songs
Whenever Perhaps Love would come, I would close my eyes and wander about my future life
laveni Mar 2019
Not a cloth nor powders of bronze
Adorn your skin of gold
A silver's corners with its sharp edge you pressed hard
Against your neck
A small cut like of a paper they induced

You're scared

Resembling an image of yourself
Close to you
Or so it seemed
And inside the eyes,
A rose to wilt between sharp rubies
In long forthwith,
Drowning in crimson bromine

You surrendered
laveni Apr 2019
There comes one day,
when the world is
in the midst of a ****** battle
or when there is a serene scene,
we will pass.
like leaves in autumn
we'll fall, inevitably
like the scars in your heart
we will fade
And in our grave
will be snow
that will turn to tears
and water the flowers
laveni Apr 2020
You’re like December to me
With one or two events
But you were so cold

You’re like the snowflake that landed at my fingertip
You’d melted and gone away
In a new state
There are so many snowflakes in this world
But eventually they’ll all melt
Just like the way your heart did for me
Sadly
laveni Apr 2019
We all have durations
I like to call them moments
some have moments that linger
just a little longer
some have shorter
They too,
have thorns like roses
but one way or another
it'll just end
although,
it doesn't matter
how or where
It ends
it matters what happens
after
And what happens after
Will be better
laveni Apr 2020
Why are our endings
So sporadic?
A minute we’re our universe.
A minute we
reach out and care
so seldom.
Inspired by a couple.
laveni Apr 2019
Within the liquid
resides cement
soon to be molded
into an uncertain thing
although,
no matter what it was,
It was going to do
something beautiful
no one can parallel
We are all made out of the same materials. Now, we just need to choose what to do with them. And at the beginning, you may not know what you want to do; but that's okay. Sometimes you just need to look, think, and do.
laveni Mar 2021
is full of sorrow
a cold for the meaning of your life
is pointless and strife
you're told to be who you are yet
it seems you are nothing but beset
by endless despair and mourn
from the second you're born
from the goldest of spoons or the rustiest of all, later or now
it's this ****** fate that is enthralled
you begin to plow
never escaping your life of naught
laveni Mar 2019
I don't know well
Well enough to find you on your darkest hour
Not enough to find comfort in your writhing pain
The depths of all your chaos
But not the sword that cuts through their inane iron
In an envelope that casts a pile of gold
I go deep down
A curse to make me blind
laveni May 2021
my mind
lacks of rest
my heart enshrined
beneath my breast
when sudden tears,
it ensues from my eyes
with
laveni Mar 2019
The scars I have sought vigorously
Was I impure?
Untrue of what I did
Or is it ignorance
I longed fear?
And dread it comes off
Nothing but despair
laveni Mar 2019
Then there's the girl who's just waiting to be fixed
It's not me
It's these demons hiding under my bed
Their need to eat
No
Not my soul
Not my heart
Or at least what's left of it
It's all gone

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