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, check out my small-short story of several short poems on my page--- all starting with the same word---hope you like it!!!;}


He is fury

He is rage

He is vicious

He is gale

                      
                                    ­                                               ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, just keep swimming---the poems that are starting with the same words are a small-short story-hope you like it!!;}


When the sea engulfs the sun

When the moon perches from afar

When her eyes wander for the truth

When a shiver creeps into her spine lifting her shoulders

surrendering to the soft wind accepting her fate

When she dives into the silence and breathes the water into her lungs

When she chokes out her misery and torture then releases the chains of hurt and detest

When she arises from the blues and welcomes the darkness into her left pieces

When her walls are built up


                                                                         ------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, expressing old emotions and letting them go later when you are better----makes you feel so powerful and proud of the place you are now in:]



She changed for a shady robe coating her scars

She passed across mirrors abandoning her fury

She levitated on an ocean of despise

and let the sorrow sink her in the deep

She cringed from the pity and hid under her veil

She heard the loudness of silence and companied the loneliness



                                                                  ------ravenfeels

No hurt just grief

No vengeance just hatred

No aggression just numbness

No wounds just scars

No angels just daemons



                                                      ­           -----raven feels

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