DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, spooky season is back:>

I just got to say
rhyme in once then turn away
if lonely-I'm alone
if not then I'm crowded
if loving-I'm in pain
if not then I'm senseless
if hating-I'm cruel
if nice then I'm pleasing
if I sleep-I'm dead
if I don't then I'm a mess
if truthful-I'm vulnerable
if silent then I'm suppressed
if sad-I'm depressed
if happy then I'm guilty
                                                                                   ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a happy is a happy?

a second at a second
eyes knew something of a golden weapon
a minute at a minute
a sunrise's glitch before you know it
an hour at an hour
dinner a feast desert sour
a day at a day
one sunny one rainy all different says
a week at a week
Mondays lazy Fridays a smiley cheak
a month at a month
nothing permanent each a season at once
a year at a year
every beginning to the ending you near
a glance at a glance
still dont know the hallways of a billion stance


                                                              ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, put old lines from different pieces and call it a poem:>


when fantasy is an exile from reality
our souls glide not exist
when the insensible is reasoned insensibly
our feelings become the blood flow itself on vessels knit

when we our found in a breathless surrounding somehow
our breathes are meaningful and we are blessed in
love on earth is some of what we imagined now
if we didn't find it on it we would have invented it

for the happiness is a factor
and the hope is hopeless without a smell of grace
so surreal of how the other's presence excludes the sad chapter
words on red cheeks become to faint in pace

the place empty on a canvas is painted
and the dark finds the light it never knew
after tongue pauses the say acquainted
to speak in stares that fill up the silence's hue

but fair is not fair for a reason
thoughts muffled like an invisible bottle of wine
the heart wins to a self mind treason
and the pearl burdens the ago better than a dime


                                                                                   -------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, stupid dreams :L


standing in line
double sets of suns double sets of eyes
measuring distance should
be a cruel existence behind woods
hoping not at all one time before the fall
of one dreary night in September
a once in a once to remember
getting older
hanging crosses from other shoulders
problem on the days
all silent to the couldn't say
if the later flowers would stay
if the book's pages would decay
not in any in anyways

                                                                               ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, August betrays:|

the mother of three rules heaven's light
the smile of an angel just like yesterday's moon so bright
how close life gets when snatched from upon other's sight
how death presents himself as a fascinating welcome
to dress the black and emerge tears to wear and become
the nights of pure laughter and stories of past kind
the way she endeared her husband and every child
her blood to the prince's kiss faded
the shining eyes of her daughters decayed and
a breath she couldn't make a dawn to a never
laid in her coffin the sleeping beauty of the forevers


                                                      ­                          --------ravenfeels