#rune
She steps
in tune
with night,
with moon,
to trace
the runes
of power.
July,
too soon,
will come—
she’ll swoon,
her lands
festooned
with flowers.
Jan 5, 2021
Jan 5, 2021 at 8:47 PM UTC
Gather me upon the wind,
so I may whisper words
of serenity.
Gather me upon the ground,
so I may feel the footsteps of
another's life.
Gather me upon the waters,
so I may wash within the
memories of teardrops.
Gather me upon the embers
so that I may warm upon
the thoughts of others.
We may gather for many reasons,
different aspects of the same
wanting.
But we all have that moment in life
where each one will touch
our lives.
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 9:57 AM UTC
Herald of the sacred keep
Thunder in his gilded hand
Stirring all the souls who weep
Into realms of floating sand
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 4:30 PM UTC
Cigarette burnt skin
Rise from within
Marks of the mind
Memories unfold
Unraveled and intertwined
The moments were left short
Though all traces last
Falling to the sky
Racing lungs bite
Pinching and clutching breath
What is the punishment of lust?
Could their loves be condemned?
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 9:03 AM UTC
give me attention
i'm new i'm cool
I need people to give me those views
please leave a like
I need attention i want to be truly famous
it dosen't matter whether i care about you or not
I want my money an absolute lot
I don't care that i'm not a good person or an ignorant ****
I want money and attention right now
but for some reason in all this time i haven't been successful at all
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 1:09 PM UTC
Sun is different today
It's blazing rays of light
Hurts me **** much
That I started to hate
Seeing it now a days
Used to loved the rays
That touches my skin
But now it burns
Not minding how it hurts
Torturous every time
Used to help grow things
But now it kills
Not sure what to do
Confused all over again, maybe
Just maybe, it's not the sun
But that caused it
That's killing....
Maybe it's me...
Maybe it's me...
Maybe ...
Jun 29, 2017
Jun 29, 2017 at 6:46 AM UTC
Panicking in my mind
Seated in my dark corner
My heart beating so fast
Thoughts running around
Smoking at the rooftop
Slowly ******* the air in
Blowing the smokes out
Seeing vision passes by
Drinking with the darkness
Slowed sip from my glass
Sweat trickle down my back
Time stops, feeling numb
Tears falling down my face
Constricting pain in my heart
Sounds coming out in my lips
Body uncontrollably shaking
My life passes by in front of me
Wasted years of loving you
Why do I feel you hated me?
What is wrong with me?
Sobbing like a lost child
Feeling alone and afraid
Hated myself much more
Closing my eyes to sleep
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 9:02 PM UTC
Five o'clock in the morning when
Sun rises looking at the waiting
Moon as his rays hide the glow.
Morning came the summer time,
Flowers bloom with morning dews,
Buzzing bees harvest honey dews.
Six o'clock in the evening when the
Moon shines, a brief caress to the
Sun before it blends with darkness.
Creatures of the night start to awaken,
Fruit bats flying out from their caves,
Fruits bearing trees for their buffet.
Wind brings to me in this dark corner
The scent of the night's flowers and
The sounds of the howling wolf.
May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
In every pencils that
I have used to draw lines,
in different colors and
in different hue,
different it maybe but
what a beautiful
combination they are
when together as one.
In every water color
I have used to draw,
when I was young.
The canvas got messy and
looks useless.
When they dried up
they come alive, and
it becomes a new life.
In every brush strokes of
colors that touches my life.
It made me laugh,
it made me cry,
it even made me mad but
I am thankful for touching
my life at least I know
I'm still alive.
In every charcoal I've tried,
all I did was to mess
things up on canvas,
but my sister told me
to keep trying.
I tried and tried but
I think I have to stop now.
I'm tired.
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 10:07 PM UTC
When I was young,
I'm afraid to draw in
a white canvas.
Afraid to smear dirt on it.
Afraid to even try to draw a line.
Afraid, just afraid.
When I got brave
enough to draw a line.
I tried to draw at the back of
every calendar leaves that
my Mom tears down.
Afraid, still afraid.
When I got old enough
to be adventurous in life.
I bought pencils,
colored ones to try putting
colors in my drawings.
Afraid, very afraid.
Until One day,
I don't want to
draw anymore.
Not even a line.
Not even a dot.
I got broken.
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
Writing poetry for myself
That can made me cry
No raised eyebrows around
When the reasons are
Beautiful words of a poem
It felt good to cry with them
Tears that can wash away
The pain only sad heart keeps
Makes you softie to the core
**** that relatable poem
For they're the only thing
That said you're not alone
The world would read poems
Can't help but love them or
Hate them forevermore.
Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
Give me a kiss that can weaken my knees
The one that makes my inside turns hot to liquid fire
Those kisses that can make you forget where you are
That abandon feeling of decency just to have one kiss
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 11:45 AM UTC
The sway of my hips to the tune only us can hear
Your moves that goes with the rhythm of our body
Ignites fire, now hold my hand and kiss me.
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 7:33 AM UTC
With the moon on my side
You'll wish darkness embrace you
As the sun on your side
I wish you shine on me
Let your lips be the moon that
Will put me to sleep...
~ RuNe
Oct 8, 2016
Oct 8, 2016 at 8:43 AM UTC
As the moon shift from me to you
As the sun shift from you to me
You'll wonder which sides
You want to be with me
~ RuNe
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 10:54 PM UTC
Take me to the clouds
Take me to the other side
Take me to the neverland
Through your words of wonderland
~ RuNe
Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
Give me a kiss good night
As passionate as you want
To be with me tonight
in my dreams ...
~ RuNe
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC
I don't feel like going to work
I don't feel like going anywhere
I just want to stay in bed
Cocoon in my own world
Stay there and never get out... never!!!
~ RuNe
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 5:02 PM UTC
I am happy just being with you
Sharing happy thoughts or sad
A songs to make me smile and
A heart that made me singing
Even if I am out of tune doing
It doesn't matter I am happy ...
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 12:54 PM UTC
Moon so full and
Look so lonely but oh
So beautifully bright
Tonight.
Oh, look!
A dragon
Breathing fire
Going to eat you.
Now it is a
Woman's face
Going to kiss you.
Alone again,
Not a clouds
Around you.
Not even
The winds
Blowing.
Not a sound of
Airplane in
Site.
Not even the
Last trip train
Horns tonight.
Or the usual
Cars speed up
Their tires.
Not even the
Dogs barking or
Roasters cocking.
You've been
Up early
Tonight.
What
Are you
Thinking?
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 6:01 AM UTC
It is easy to fall in love
Specially if you have so much love to give.
It is easy to be hurt by love at the same time
Specially when you turn your head to the other side
It is easy to think you found love
Specially if you are begging for love
It is easy to lost ones love
Specially when you never take good care of that love
I wander how it is called love
When that love can not just hurt you but can **** you without dying
I wander how it is called love
When that love can choke you to death without being choked
I wander how it is called love
When everything you do or say can hurt the person you love
How would you show your love
When he is not even looking your way
How would you know he loves you
When you never known his feeling
Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
It's evening to you
It's morning to me
It's dinner to you
It's breakfast to me
It's still a good day
A half a world apart
It's today to you
It's tomorrow to me
It's starting to you
It's ending to me
It's still a happy day
A half a world anew
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 7:10 AM UTC
Weave dreams to each other
Like a yarn weave together
Overlap one to the other
Lovingly tighten it to knots.
Every happiness another yarn weave
Broken yarn of weaken knots
Another yarn to tighten them up
Lovingly weave together as one.
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 7:03 AM UTC
I love night as I love the shadow,
Scared of even a little light.
Trying to escape life.
But still in this darkness,
I can feel your heartbeat,
I can feel your breath,
I can feel your scent,
I can feel your lips.
Where I find solitude.
Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 1:28 AM UTC