Ravanna Dee

Ravanna Dee Sep 2016

There were a few things my heart couldn't let me share.
A few words my mouth dared not declare.
A fleeting thought that I wouldn't let take hold.
The breath I fought to keep these few fears from being told.
There are a few things I've yet to overcome.
And until then... I shall hold onto them...

But, only until sharing them I can let be done.
When I know that I faced that beast and won.

Sometimes... We can't let others save us. We can't speak about our fears to them; even if they could possibly help. Sometimes, we have to learn to face them ourselves. We have to lift that heavy sword, turn around, and face the beast all on our own. We have to build up the courage to do so. We have to be our own fairy tale hero.

#fears #share #beast #few #declare #won #overcomer

Ravanna Dee Sep 2016

The sound of Moonlight

"You sound like moonlight,"* he said, *"like, the soft rays of light singing down to the brisk autumn earth. The trees and stars dance to your voice. Both the earth and space are in harmony with you."

Another writing prompt.

#you #voice #sound #moonlight #harmony

Ravanna Dee Sep 2016

Hatred's fire.

When the heat from your hatred has burned out,
what more will you have left; but coals?

Don't let it consume you.

#hatred #burn #coals

Sep 2016

John Niederbuhl

Autumn Leaf

Sound of a single,
Falling leaf hitting the ground,
Like life, very brief

#haiku

Ravanna Dee Sep 2016

To Be Afraid of The Dark

It's a hole,
An abyss,
A seemingly endless pit of nothingness.
No light...
No air...
It's the very core of darkness.
You see no shadows,
but you feel their cold embrace.
You hear no voices,
but your thoughts fear their screams.

Your mind becomes the cruelest of all things.
Drawing up the allusion of beast's.
The ones that hide between the walls;
knocking while you drift off to sleep.
The ones that slip under the bed,
as soon as the lights wink out.
As soon as you full up the sheets...

The dark is the place of terrifying imagination.
Were your worst dreams become reality.
There is no escape, for you are blind.
Only the monsters know where you are.
And- and they are there.
Waiting for you to shut off the light,
for the sun to die...
For the dark.
For you to bring them to life.

A poetry writing prompt: Write a poem that will make the reader fear the dark...

Here is my try. Are you scared yet? I hope so. :P

This was fun to do. I encourage others to try this out.

#fear #dark #thoughts #monsters

Ravanna Dee Sep 2016

We are Destruction

We break.
We lie.
We steal.
We deny.
We take peoples secrets and throw them to the wind.
Allowing them to be consumed by whomever shall catch them.
We laugh when others fall.
And ignore their pleaded calls.
We are monsters wearing human skin.
Wolves in sheepskin.
We are destroyers of all things good.
And yet we pretend we are all just misunderstood.
That our cruelty is somehow justified.
By someone else's lack of compromise.
We break.
We lie.
We steal.
We deny.
We are raising children to follow suit.
Telling them to, "only think about you".
We teach them morals that are wrong.
And dance with glee when they follow along.
We are in joy of another broken generation.
Glad that we could be apart of an already crumbling nation.
We are sick.
We are sin.
Blind to our own parts in this worlds destruction.
We break.
We lie.
We steal.
We deny.
This world is ripping at the seams.
We are living in our own worst dreams.
We think we're safe from the end.
But that's a lie for destruction is exactly what we intend.
We are ruthless and dumb.
For believing we will be saved when, God decides to come.
And what really makes me disappointed
Is that our entire existence can be summed up in just four sentences.
We break.
We lie.
We steal.
We deny.

I'm re-posting this because I feel as if it needs to be shared. We live in such a lost world; where bad is good, and wrong is right. We are toeing a fine line, my friends. Our next generation can't be this way.

#destruction #we-break #we-lie #we-steal #we-deny