DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, happiness is a butterfly--not me who said that;•>


maybe I'm jealous

a little bit over the line than rebellious

that that me has got the glory of the dreamy night

where my me has got a hell day of a bore with no light

the await tasted so bitter so sweet

unguardedly catched my heart and swept my humble feet

the disgust of the heat ran my skies famished high the green grass

train wreck on the borders scattered in a bulk in a mass

olive skinned a human bare born alive after the long

from the blues I knew I beheld I fell eyes upon

drifted on waves tattooed to that arm to that vein

a word not sure in my memory still

or maybe from before remains


                                                                                       ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, sometimes strangers can become the holders of our deepest secrets:>



awaited so long so vast to confess a blurt out a must say

that my hopes came to the ultimate settle to the unspoken overwhelm of this May

hurdled in my lap like a shiny relief anticipation

hidden doors under that rag to a whole new brilliant creation

never have I ever came to express to redeem a share

in a chaotic crowd in a room for that daemon monster flare

bare me the tears

been shed been dear on the angel

on that blanket that saint of the painful

don't get this wrong it was a cry of surreal

of a friendship that I dreamt of a cherish

for those pure souls to come to an emotional peel


                       ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, things called faded never were:3


losing hope on the the line
a beak of joy once in my lifetime

miracle from the ending
never want to manipulate a bending

the polar of the polar was at that stake
a back to back felt like a heart break

favourite on the eyes
no need for excuses or pathetic lies

goddesses of killers
breathed into a caterpillar

but the butterfly not to live ought to die
on a yellow leaf to rot and cry

a shoulder to hang on not written on that destiny
today of all days the dangerous whispers to bethany

how much of months are upcome to bare the yin
battle of love in a spiced up of a resentment called yang in

melody to fear
connected to the neck right there to the ear

to no one but me

                                                       ------ravenfeels

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

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, just take a moment and appreciate the long journey that you've survived-it's the glory of a lifetime you can't sell nor buy;>


look how far have you gone

childish plays and dolls now all defined a woman grown

stars you wished upon did not shoot the shot you scored

yet gave you a lot than wisdom of twinkles and more

even better for a future of a strong self and bold

all those lonely nights in the lousy storms

turned out to be embraced by your daemons to a joyous old soul

one of a kind with struggles that no one knows to cherish to hold

ought for you to breathe and live and carry and mold

on your own blossomed and snowed

through summer bosoms and winters and highs and lows

through hells and heavens and sweet merciless hollows

anticipate in you a tomorrow of fruitful stores

things to save up for the upcoming open doors


                                                         ­                               --------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, I stopped for a glare--then regretted the unfair:)


up on high

still feels they glide

inflicted on the mind

no fear no mercy in the blinding neon stinging light

already alone summoned my end

no upon that seat I nursed I wish to bend

look for far in the eyes that chaotic that ray

a crowd I leave in its uneven may

on my finger tip

a better fate for them to sit


                                                                           ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some dreams can keep you thinking for a billion years:--)


the pure turquoise shivers diamonds down my spine

torture to the power I stand naked in line

endgame towards that brown

cluster mind surrounds that shrieking sound

to her to him undeniably I **** that escape for no more

a huge leftover on my soured piano box in a vein core

a question I ponder concerning my slate

am I even ready to lead the way of knows on this plate???

or even a remember of that cursed undestined for them for us to be

a far away excluded fate

                                                                                  --------ravenfeels