DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, can't make up my mind if the days of  before were better than the after:]


not even the light

in the dark I don't want anymore

but the dark in the light too comes so ******* my

days of before and after



                                                                            ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, plastering a smile is torturous sometimes:\


smudge the torture and stand with pride

plaster a smile and the tears of grief you hide

cope a force and shred the cages breaking frees

rise even when the mockery spreads and the clock spits threes

change last years cape and stiffen the knife

hang just for you to get out of your strive


                                                                                  ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, night or day??? :


in the late night his touch ignites a missed touch of his love


                                                          ­                  -------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, that was the final part of this small-short-story;}


She unveiled a cashmirizing elegance to an appealing eye

She revealed her dim soul trusting the open hands

She carried her legs to the ground stepping out of her territory

She abandoned her angels and demons just to forget her fears

She tethered her sun to her moon

for that mesmerizing feeling he whispered into her ear  



                                                                            ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, people are not what we want them to be:>


What makes him so intense

What makes him so mad that the clench of his jaw shapes him

What makes him so stiff that  his gesture of amusement  softens his infuriating rage

What makes him so confused that the irritate demeanor longs for more rather than ease

What makes him so wild that his nerves pace with tire of need

What makes him so boisterous that the favor of calmness portrays his body

That his ice breaks offering her the aspiring warm from his heat



                                                                                   ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a savior is not always a him---it can be a life situation that enlightens yours darks and guides you through the way;}


In a blink of an eye he spots her

Her captivating beauty in her damaged soul

Her reviving presence in her urge of nonexistence

Her blazing innocence in her burn lit cape

Her eye stark hidden in her dim look

Her charm in her thunder strikes

Her deprivation in her held breathes

In a blink of an eye he spots her from afar in a room of beasts


                                                                            ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, this number keeps haunting me---nice:]


spaced in faze spaced in shock

waiting for the hit of the clock upon us

jaded in here scattered in there

falling deeply into depths of despair

piles of threes and stashes in seven still unspoken fourteens

into the floors and walls of the magnificent heavens

count of one then a skip of a spree down

into curses of minutes in a bunch of twisted twenty threes


                                                                            ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, maybe we are granted the gift of falling for us to rise up stronger---never suppress what you are feeling even if it is bad---better to let go now rather than haunt you forever;>


Lost in her guiltiness she looks for peace

Lost in herself she looks for the truth

Lost in her mind she looks for a sense

Lost in her thoughts she looks for an escape

Lost in her own lands she realizes the emptiness

Then lost in her emptiness she gathers her bricks and stones

to shield up her demons into a indispensable wall


                                                                             ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, sometimes realization hits hard, like a suffocating breath:\



They broke her bones and scratched her pride

They whipped her skin and shattered her spirit

They locked her soul in her body

They stole her truth

and swept her dreams

and split her heart into a million piece

They deprived her of hope and kept her thirsty for a breath



                                                                               ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, I think my words speak for themselves;}


tired of the blinded faults

disgusted by the brutal unappreciation

manifested in the untied bonds

to **** the place and fire up the numbs

maybe ending in tons of regrets and flooded ponds

yet my indecisive conscience knows no faked up fonts

and my rage is bored of a game of prison where no fun

just please me with your silence drowned

keep me with your mouths shut down

you call me rage with no bounds

well blame yourselves for the upcoming storm and sounds


                                                                                         -----ravenfeels