Raven Feels

Raven Feels Jun 2022

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a little late for that May:>

may May write its writes
bring the whole truth to them sights
after the visions went pale then tilted radiant
burning colors for the eyes' content of the ancient
feels leave some hearts afraid of the stage
yet the ending of that act is the ending of that page
& all of this is a given to the beings
the people who laughed the order of true art & knowing
knowing what to be unknown to us but we knew in slowing
after one tears full year still glowing
from the cut of that electric head
dismissed what was forgotten focus on what was said
held that table from the weight suppressed
respect the may it mays from the layers undressed

------ravenfeels

Raven Feels May 2022

12-V-22

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, may May write:?

not even sure if paper could tolerate me itself
am I welcome to comeback after placed on a dusty shelf?
------
left for the viewers to scan with their ***** sights
never thought shame would be printed upon them words I write

------ravenfeels

Raven Feels Apr 2022

Pointillism

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some things can't be erased & it's better that way:>

for it's under the right eye
not for people to see until close they get
& I shall keep a smile wry
for a full one would conceal if I let

------ravenfeels

Raven Feels Apr 2022

Friday Ends

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a friend to a friend is a friend.

glued hands to the ground
begging & bowing helplessness to confusion
for they couldn't do nothing but stick around
& we were victims of those visions in conclusion

------ravenfeels

#friends

Raven Feels Apr 2022

Long Pause

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, just me:

leavin' me here
here in this thick atmosphere
in my dreams no you don't adhere anymore
now my life feels like a useless year sure
the cut of the line
the line I once thought that was mine
why don't you give me a sign?
them feels have been breaking this spine!
I don't know what to say but it's not the same love
I don't know what to say but I'm in pause

-------ravenfeels

Raven Feels Apr 2022

Take Me To Your Bookshelf

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, stranger to me, could it be?

what kind of sin?
won't resemble your own self again?
placing your chest upon mine
not really the same spark now been drawn a line
the touch of a skeleton in hollow
literal meaning feels of the ribs in shallow
the tone of that fair skin wrapping the beat of your heart
what kind of distance rips a memory apart?
some a fear of the remembrance?
more like fear of forgetting the sequenced penance
change of pages isn't what I hate
more like the sense of loss it contains
the one a mind enters a loop of lies
& she sinks & she drowns & she dies
either leave me from myself
or take me to your bookshelf

-----ravenfeels

#love #bookshelf

Raven Feels Apr 2022

3002

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, still moving?

that ego of mine
will be the death of that spine
that nose in the sky
in dooms when thinking a fly
like black & white tiles
still moving right & left not high
can't help the crave of the cold
the one for the illusionary stillness been sold
yet what coldness do you see?
the one that shelters a shell of pure heat in me?
foreigners despise them borders
them feels excluding a hexagonal soldier
do you indulge that part of my be?
the one them thoughts seem to poke my free?
or that urge to write the sights surrounding
worship the floor those souls float a grounding
don't ask which is which
let it comedown on me let it slip let it stitch
a reflection of the past some mindless ghosts fabricated
a reason to a reason to be reasoned on my chapters situated
clinging lines & yearning for the words to utter record letters
something for the universe to swallow in feathers
have them digestions rip in shreds their tongues
nauseate the trachea from those lungs
but I rest it forgive forgave & let it be away
forget not shall stay
tired of the things they never admit to a said
yet my satisfaction of looking back entrapped a bled
makes me deny a defeat
for the respite of jubilance wasn't a retreat
pushed my feet to that lake
put a pen to a paper & called me on stake
never have I ever said yes to a dawn
for that dusk my hopes come clean & drawn
jumping on one single foot loose
holding my own form on an one-ended-noose

------ravenfeels

#thoughts #poem #3002