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Raven Feels Jun 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, listen to you when you speak or scream ;not me who said that:)

I wonder I ponder freedom bright
if what people read upon my sights

do they feel me in the ravens
because when I view others' dimes its a haven

even not poems on stones
novels have their power to sensate my bones

sour attachments I prize I pave
something to my heart to a  sweetest cinnamon save


                                                                                   ------ravenfeels
Raven Feels Apr 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, somethings I just couldn't stop writing about:)


steps echoed down the stairs bringing a wild relief to his blare

approach of silence to regret the resilience

of an unspoken battle of illicit stares in defiance

embrace of warmth heartens the overdosing serenity

hold of love for the first time in months

bringing safe havens to my desperate soul magnificently


                                                                                         ------ravenfeels
havenx Mar 2021
t's fall out here now.

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a haven it was once                                                             ­                     

now a mourning ground.

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For you this year                                                             ­                                           

wildflowers I leave

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The sky under which I walk

the memories you left with me

all bear down on me

inside and out.

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I can hear you laughing.

the sound carries

through the cold air.

Serene and sure.

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Leaves crunch under my bare feet.

I can feel them.

They keep me here

Even when all other reason fails

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I cannot walk into your tomb.

My feet refuse to move

an inch beyond that pretty wood.

So I stand at our door listening

to that soul trapped inside.

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A warm voice crooning

some long forgotten song

a myriad of sounds and images

buried behind that door

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The sky under which I walk

the memories you left with me

all bear down on me

inside and out.



- havenx
Samantha Dies Feb 2021
A world beyond the dreams of mortals,
filled with passages and portals.
A magical place, of hope and grace.
The unreal is real, the real is unreal.
A constantly turning wheel.
A place I could only dream of,
the spreading wings of a dove.
The perfect place for all magic admirers,
a space where my dreams burn like fire.
But this such place, could it be true?
A place I know, I knew.
But this haven, it comes with a catch.
For it bears a key and a latch.
And now it can't even be found,
the wild vines that bind it can't be unbound.
Will I ever get to open the gate?
Could I discover it, before it's too late?
If I cannot my heart, my dreams, all will be shattered.
And people will laugh, like it doesn't even matter.
Carlo C Gomez Dec 2020
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Sleep, sweet darling
Sleep

Remember drowsy
blue waters
heal and swoon
the ennui haze

In softly pillowed oblivion
where even your
little toes and feet
touch bottom

Beloved dreamer
in tempera obscurity
there will be no memory
of the procession
ferrying our kipped-down family

They will dance
widdershins around us
with fluttered eyelids
and reclining hearts

But whether an
allegory of the cave or
an analogy of the sun toward
some dividing line between
~either way~

Sleep, sweet darling
Sleep
~
marjo Sep 2020
a place where i ought to be,
somewhere i can be,
a place for my dreams
and nightmares,
but i somehow ended up
anywhere near
but my safe haven.
Anthony Pierre Sep 2020
Through contemplation,
the mind leaps to its haven
above reason's gaol
A daily dose of contemplation frees you from the shackles of reason and logic. Deep reflection is great for your wellbeing.
Lainey Aug 2020
The lighthouse stands firm
Guiding me to safe waters
Anchoring my heart.
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