Submissions by ARavensSoul (Raven Hull)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing to me is an escape from what I think is a hell of a world, and I wish to change it through words, but I am to afraid to speak... I often write poems with words between the lines.
Look into my eyes
A hollow green and blue cave,
an opening to the darkest of things,
blurred waterfalls rest near the entrance,
but they can never be seen.
The springs inside the cave,
contain water the color of crimson red,
with hidden places to escape the closure,
near silver mines.
This cave known for smiles,
is a caves full of sorrows,
and shelters people,
until they leave tomorrow.
The souls found here,
are only visitors,
that clutch onto the cave's wall,
so they're not dragged down into pits of fire.
People take what they can from this...
an opening to the darkest of things,
blurred waterfalls rest near the entrance,
but they can never be seen.
The springs inside the cave,
contain water the color of crimson red,
with hidden places to escape the closure,
near silver mines.
This cave known for smiles,
is a caves full of sorrows,
and shelters people,
until they leave tomorrow.
The souls found here,
are only visitors,
that clutch onto the cave's wall,
so they're not dragged down into pits of fire.
People take what they can from this...
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Not Okay
(Another poem from when I was younger.)
Hands shaking,
wrists stinging,
tears and blood mix together,
with their droplets falling in the sink.
Not ashamed,
but not proud,
of who I am,
or what I do.
No one cares,
I'm not okay,
I can't believe I lived today,
or any day.
No one talks to me,
few out of billions will miss me,
if I left,
I'd just fade.
Call me a hypocrite,
but I know you're not okay,
but I care along with the billions,
if you left I'd go with you.
Whoever you are reading this,
I'm sorry,...
Hands shaking,
wrists stinging,
tears and blood mix together,
with their droplets falling in the sink.
Not ashamed,
but not proud,
of who I am,
or what I do.
No one cares,
I'm not okay,
I can't believe I lived today,
or any day.
No one talks to me,
few out of billions will miss me,
if I left,
I'd just fade.
Call me a hypocrite,
but I know you're not okay,
but I care along with the billions,
if you left I'd go with you.
Whoever you are reading this,
I'm sorry,...
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That Poem
(I wrote this when I was younger and decided to share.)
Vision blurring,
due to tears.
Knife in hand,
full of fear.
Blood drips down,
such a great sound.
Face flushed,
pale with realization.
Strange feeling,
it's pain.
Emotional.
Physical.
Pain.
The knife touched my skin again,
there is a gain.
Getting back to myself.
Knowing what I didn't say,
when I should.
I don't speak my mind.
That means I don't win.
Emotions racing,
standing there facing,
what I have and have not done.
A small scream,...
Vision blurring,
due to tears.
Knife in hand,
full of fear.
Blood drips down,
such a great sound.
Face flushed,
pale with realization.
Strange feeling,
it's pain.
Emotional.
Physical.
Pain.
The knife touched my skin again,
there is a gain.
Getting back to myself.
Knowing what I didn't say,
when I should.
I don't speak my mind.
That means I don't win.
Emotions racing,
standing there facing,
what I have and have not done.
A small scream,...
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Alice In Wonderland
I am like Alice,
unaware of what I am capable of.
Wishing things were just a dream,
after I fell down the dark rabbit hole.
Mad enough to dream of someone mad,
I don't believe I fit the prophecy.
I cannot help but want to please others,
even the wretch with the big head.
I am not a stupid girl,
I have been to wonderland.
I did paint the roses red,
I am ready to sleigh my enemy..
For I am like Alice,
maddest I can be.
unaware of what I am capable of.
Wishing things were just a dream,
after I fell down the dark rabbit hole.
Mad enough to dream of someone mad,
I don't believe I fit the prophecy.
I cannot help but want to please others,
even the wretch with the big head.
I am not a stupid girl,
I have been to wonderland.
I did paint the roses red,
I am ready to sleigh my enemy..
For I am like Alice,
maddest I can be.
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For My Mother, Who Will Never See This...
My life from the start has been a lie,
your love for me was a promise.
Though when I look into your soul from your eyes,
all I see is hatred and despise.
Your voice makes me tremble,
the thought of you is bothersome.
All the time I can't agree with your mind,
I have to love you because I'm your kind.
Oh, how I wish to throw you,
but hold you as your cry.
Mother O' mother,
please let me die.
We would not get along in another life,
for we don't see eye to eye.
your love for me was a promise.
Though when I look into your soul from your eyes,
all I see is hatred and despise.
Your voice makes me tremble,
the thought of you is bothersome.
All the time I can't agree with your mind,
I have to love you because I'm your kind.
Oh, how I wish to throw you,
but hold you as your cry.
Mother O' mother,
please let me die.
We would not get along in another life,
for we don't see eye to eye.
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Cherry Blossom Tree
Cherry blossom tree,
why do you willow over me?
I cannot help your melancholy.
Cherry blossom tree,
stuck to the ground your never free.
You wish to grow wings like me.
Cherry blossom tree,
people only like you for you beauty.
Overcome this so you can see.
Cherry blossom tree,
blackened her leaves and grew wings.
Just to never believe.
Cherry blossom tree,
wipe your eyes clean.
You should never trust me.
why do you willow over me?
I cannot help your melancholy.
Cherry blossom tree,
stuck to the ground your never free.
You wish to grow wings like me.
Cherry blossom tree,
people only like you for you beauty.
Overcome this so you can see.
Cherry blossom tree,
blackened her leaves and grew wings.
Just to never believe.
Cherry blossom tree,
wipe your eyes clean.
You should never trust me.
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A Girl
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She's just a girl,
with large round eyes,
perfectly pale skin,
and ruby lips.
She sits,
and thinks.
Of out of the world,
extraordinary things.
She could be a ruler,
if she wishes.
But instead she watches fishes,
swim and die.
Oh, how fast her life passes by.
Fail after fail,
try after try.
Her hunch grows larger,
no one sees her cry.
She can't wait to say goodbye.
If you can't tell,
she's mad of coarse.
Unable to scream,
her voice becomes hoarse.
Blood drawn from her skin,...
She's just a girl,
with large round eyes,
perfectly pale skin,
and ruby lips.
She sits,
and thinks.
Of out of the world,
extraordinary things.
She could be a ruler,
if she wishes.
But instead she watches fishes,
swim and die.
Oh, how fast her life passes by.
Fail after fail,
try after try.
Her hunch grows larger,
no one sees her cry.
She can't wait to say goodbye.
If you can't tell,
she's mad of coarse.
Unable to scream,
her voice becomes hoarse.
Blood drawn from her skin,...
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