DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some days can be numb:\


in the instant blink of an eye

in the double slow tick of the clock

in the gloomy twitch of the sun

in the unnnotice of the dusk and the dawn

in the raw mere of blur

in the racing droplets down the tub

in the pretentious eyes of red

in the odorless stink of the day

in the companion of numbness

in the tasteless lines of wry disgust  

in the lyrics of merciful peace


                                                                            -------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, everyone makes a meaning to others words---maybe that is why we are so very misunderstood;}



one to love one to lose

one to hate one to choose

one to want one to need

one to save one to leave

one to hurt one to dream

one to beg  one to see

one to care one to fight

one to day  one to night

one to live one to die

one to trust one to cheat

one to sun  one to moon

one to me   one to you


                                                                        ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, that was the final part of this small-short-story;}


She unveiled a cashmirizing elegance to an appealing eye

She revealed her dim soul trusting the open hands

She carried her legs to the ground stepping out of her territory

She abandoned her angels and demons just to forget her fears

She tethered her sun to her moon

for that mesmerizing feeling he whispered into her ear  



                                                                            ------ravenfeels

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, this is the last part before the end of my small-short-story in a poem form---I really hope you enjoyed it!!!;>


For him she would shatter her walls

For her he would still his fires

For him she would welcome affection despite her dilapidated gates of suffer and grief

For her he would ignore his prideful ego to protect her from his blazing flames

For him she would confess her feels of want and need

For her he would confess his feels of want and need

Before the waves would carry their lover afar from the shallow end



                                                                                    -------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