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Raven Feels Jun 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, if your sun is shinning; my moon is rising:>


bet you once that was my aim
in vain right now what a stupid shame
my mother still loves all the dears you see
betraying my path doesn't betray my home or me
even if the future remains unknown
that 'so be it' reading made myself clear and shown
sun brushes can't harm me anymore
because the dark you call a liar is my amore
mock me hiding behind my classic rhyming
well I'm taught respect  
even when bold my so called mundane writings
and *******


                                                                                        -------ravenfeels
Anggita May 2021
yesterday my thoughts lost in the pines
i heard a rustling of leaves crooned
the sunlight sheepishly trespassed between the thick branches
and I stepped forward, and I slipped
then I stood up seeing the hollow
it was left ajar
although undeterred, I was afraid
of uncertainties thrilling my veins
suddenly my body flitted like water roaming in a drainway
my mouth spoke an unknown language
of pain
and ache
unfamiliar faces cherished my appearance
it was vague, not that dim
and they said I was born.
Raven Feels May 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a hell in heaven:-\


is it the truth that we are miserable?

because my tears are dry and I'm tasting the hellish invisible

love---a feeling not for me to be soaring

hate---a being I am destined to be drowning

not of others yet nonexistent in my life but own

the numb and empty teared my veins into the cored bone

north kills south

east kills west

never had my archer aiming the unknown quest

am I a devil???

if I want to surf the hells

yearning a scar and pain just for a feel a meaning to my cells


                                                                           -------ravenfeels
Àŧùl Mar 2021
My head feels heavy when
I get a lot of hair,
Or when I've an unsuitable pair.

My sight grows dim when
I get a broken heart,
Or when I see an unusual art.

My breath feels stale when
I get mouth sores,
Or in the morning I've just opened my eyes.
My HP Poem #1917
©Atul Kaushal
Hannah Dec 2020
I just wanted you to hold me
But I guess it was too much for me to ask.
You were too busy worrying about my past.
And I was left there wondering how long this will last.
I really just needed you to embrace me in your arms.
But instead, my news to you didn’t sound an alarm.
I was filled with guilt to the rim.
Hearing you say I made a mistake made my whole world dim.
The sparkle I once had with this world was lost.
I was in pieces falling apart.
But you didn’t seem to care about my heart.
I really just needed you to embrace me in your arms.
But I guess it was too much for me to ask.
Alicia Moore Jun 2020
One day
I hope to
breathe in
moonlight
without feeling
dim
in comparison.
Is the world any brighter
    than what I can see,

    Everything is so dim
I'm unable to see any glee,

  Stuck sitting here wondering
how the world is suppose to be.

Silently crying my eyes dry
    as I'm lost to the fray,

Because the world is quite chaotic
     thinking what can I even say,
  
    Wish I could see some color
but all I see is this world of gray.
Clelia Albano Jan 2020
Memories full of aching
branches of a ghost tree
sometimes a dim light
captures my eye, and
while I walk on the way
to it the arrival has a
brush with dark forces
turning off visibility
It's like being constrained by
a puppeteer controlling every
step, monitoring every move

And you know you can't trust
anyone
And you know you can't blame
anyone

They say you create your destiny
We are told we are responsible
for all the faults and flaws
success and glory
wealth and health
But how can we create our
Destiny if the others' agency
is unpredictable in this
blindfolded
chess game they call life.
Ok life is wonderful but sometimes it is hard to go through a lot of trouble
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