#waved
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, love him so beautiful just like a dream to me:>
when I look at you
take a guess
take a prey
in the ultimate no guarantee of a getaway
drowned on the ears I remember
a sweet float of a sad sad serenade in a mad December
and that carry for lips for the bravery and the thrill
them that of the one that would never be killed
and I know I'm not alone
by these damns I'll be guided and waved along
-------ravenfeels
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 4:33 PM UTC
Some poems are hard, I just don’t know what to write
the words stick in the back of my head
and refuse to form sentences and lines.
I sit and wait and hope for the words but
they are lost in the jumble that is my thoughts
like a tangled ball of yarn I have to untangle it piece by piece
and hope it is usable and not just a pile of ruined thoughts.
it reminds me of knitting a sweater
stitch by stitch, word by word, it comes together
and after work and some time it makes
a beautiful thing to be worn and showed off,
but sometimes it fails and falls apart
it unravels in my hands and the hard work
that I have put my love into is lost
it crumbles like a cliff into the sea
making waves that crash and wreck my body
leaving it helpless and crumpled
like the ball of paper I threw on the floor.
a small white ball on a grey floor,
the beauty of it hits me and I find my inspiration
it’s something simple but isn’t all beauty simple?
the curl of hair on a lover stretched out like a cat in the sun
moonlight floating through the window
falling on a pale white limb so much like the paper
with scribbles and crossed out lines
the paper is beautiful, damaged yes
but beautiful none the less, like a body
with curves and waves and endings and beginnings
scars and stretch marks pail in the dark
shining like tears on the cheek of a girl who lost
lost a parent, or a love, or lost the part of her
that cried “you are beautiful
“you are loved, it’s okay not to be okay
“as long as you rise up again and what ever
you do, do not forget who you are”
it is beauty plain and simple
and as you read my piece of paper
with the lost poem of the girl who fell apart you’ll see
its simple the floor is the sky and the word are stars
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 10:43 PM UTC
OG Rhi Rhi
Up in this party
Gettin wavey off JD
Sippin on Bacardi
Sportin sunnies inside
The Matrix
No look in
Neo na see!
So sick
Keanu Reeves
Got nuttin on me!
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 12:54 PM UTC
Spillin my *****
Killin my spirit
Fillin my cup
Willing I'll feel it
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
If heaven were down the road
I'd be too lazy to walk
If hell were up the street
it wouldn't enter my thoughts
If bliss came to my door
I'd have no time to talk
If comfort called my name
I'd only feel stalked
If rest sung me a song
my ears would be blocked
If romance held my hand
my fingers would be chopped
If they told me love exists
my heart would still drop
If I had all the answers
I'd only scribble it with chalk
The wind waved goodbye
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 1:41 AM UTC