Submissions by Rayne
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I started writing poetry at 11, and only ever stop when the depth of life drown me, but the words live in secret inside me
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Oct 2018 10:18pm
22nd Oct 2018 10:18pm
Hope remains
I’m but the shadow that was cast by who I was
And still you see the Me.
I’ve changed from courage to paralysed fear
And still, resilience is what you see
I’m lost in darkness but you bring the light
Axe at the ready, willing to fight
Despair devoured all of me
but your stoic strength: never wavering.
Collapsing under the weight I couldn’t stand
But there you were, holding out your hand
And when all the world’s dark poured into my world
You were the hope that pulled me to my feet.
And still you see the Me.
I’ve changed from courage to paralysed fear
And still, resilience is what you see
I’m lost in darkness but you bring the light
Axe at the ready, willing to fight
Despair devoured all of me
but your stoic strength: never wavering.
Collapsing under the weight I couldn’t stand
But there you were, holding out your hand
And when all the world’s dark poured into my world
You were the hope that pulled me to my feet.
#love
#hope
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Sep 2018 00:12am
30th Sep 2018 00:12am
Survivors
That darkness claimed my soul
And I never knew
It claimed yours too.
We escaped
Yet live there still
Our minds the chaos of his will
So we wear our masks
And never tell
The truth of darkness
In which we dwell:
I don’t hate the monster
I hate myself
And I never knew
It claimed yours too.
We escaped
Yet live there still
Our minds the chaos of his will
So we wear our masks
And never tell
The truth of darkness
In which we dwell:
I don’t hate the monster
I hate myself
#sadness
#regret
#heartbroken
#abuse
#MeToo
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jun 2018 5:39am
14th Jun 2018 5:39am
Love's lark is late
It's fitting that you find me
In this place of dark
It seems almost foretold that this final door would close
Before we could stand against the bitter lark
Of despair's frantic frolic into
The nothing of paralysis
This is our journey. You and I
Where late-hour realisations come after the journey's end
And I know
This was always going to be our tale
Where we live and laugh and love and cry
Away from the dimness in the other's eye.
In this place of dark
It seems almost foretold that this final door would close
Before we could stand against the bitter lark
Of despair's frantic frolic into
The nothing of paralysis
This is our journey. You and I
Where late-hour realisations come after the journey's end
And I know
This was always going to be our tale
Where we live and laugh and love and cry
Away from the dimness in the other's eye.
#love
246 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jun 2018 5:28pm
13th Jun 2018 5:28pm
With love, Rayne
Dear world
I don't know how long I'll be here for
And I have a message
I could tell you it's from God
Maybe you'll listen
Or maybe you'll spot the lie
And close your mind forever
But this is important
So I want you to sit forward
And ignore the storm arage outside
I want you to focus
And remember these words as if they were the first words you ever heard
And the last words you'll ever remember
You are here to change the world
And only you can decide how to do it
I don't know how long I'll be here for
And I have a message
I could tell you it's from God
Maybe you'll listen
Or maybe you'll spot the lie
And close your mind forever
But this is important
So I want you to sit forward
And ignore the storm arage outside
I want you to focus
And remember these words as if they were the first words you ever heard
And the last words you'll ever remember
You are here to change the world
And only you can decide how to do it
#happiness
#hope
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2018 5:04pm
13th Jun 2018 5:04pm
Aglow
In the hope of tomorrow I find you, love
You settled in the cracks between then and now
I thought that you imploded into the dark
And became the nothing that exists in the void of life
But I never noticed the subtle gleam of how you glow
And how perfectly you filled the flaws
You settled in the cracks between then and now
I thought that you imploded into the dark
And became the nothing that exists in the void of life
But I never noticed the subtle gleam of how you glow
And how perfectly you filled the flaws
#kindness
#hope
#forgiveness
#TimeHeals
#gratitude
294 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jun 2018 10:45pm
12th Jun 2018 10:45pm
This is a rock
No more questions
All are answered
No more wishes
I know better
And now there's a rock where it ought not to be.
Threads unraveled
And puzzles are solved
Their questions remain
But I'm ever cold
And now there's a rock where it ought not to be
Truths remain hidden
And I don't care
Because this is a burden
Only they bear
And a rock is now where it ought not to be.
So I reach out
To you.
I know you'll hear...
Because now there's a rock
Where my heart ought to be
All are answered
No more wishes
I know better
And now there's a rock where it ought not to be.
Threads unraveled
And puzzles are solved
Their questions remain
But I'm ever cold
And now there's a rock where it ought not to be
Truths remain hidden
And I don't care
Because this is a burden
Only they bear
And a rock is now where it ought not to be.
So I reach out
To you.
I know you'll hear...
Because now there's a rock
Where my heart ought to be
#humankind
252 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Apr 2017 1:33pm
24th Apr 2017 1:33pm
Now
I never was special you know
Just a broken kid born with a broken soul and a broken mind
And humans came and fixed and fiddled and played with the strange thing until eventually
All the parts disassembled and
Now
I'm just the pieces that people left behind
Just a broken kid born with a broken soul and a broken mind
And humans came and fixed and fiddled and played with the strange thing until eventually
All the parts disassembled and
Now
I'm just the pieces that people left behind
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1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Dec 2016 4:41pm
19th Dec 2016 4:41pm
Petrified and putrefied
My heart is awash in despicable despair
Sliming up my insides like it's always been there.
Threads of hope tear from me,
And bloody pools of hopelessness collect and putrefy.
Inconsolable yet dry-eyed, despairing yet smiling,
I walk upright in a forest of darkness and terror.
Weighted down by the horror. The sheer horror that is the replay.
Petrified I sit, rocking the chair
Unable to feel, unable to care.
I gather dust in this nothing.
There is nothing but this.
Sliming up my insides like it's always been there.
Threads of hope tear from me,
And bloody pools of hopelessness collect and putrefy.
Inconsolable yet dry-eyed, despairing yet smiling,
I walk upright in a forest of darkness and terror.
Weighted down by the horror. The sheer horror that is the replay.
Petrified I sit, rocking the chair
Unable to feel, unable to care.
I gather dust in this nothing.
There is nothing but this.
450 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jul 2016 3:20pm
25th Jul 2016 3:20pm
All this nothing
Heavy steps lead me back
So different than the carefree singing
That led me here before
Lost amidst your world
I stand among the nothing you left behind
I loved your mind
Your books
Your perspective
And now it’s just nothing
Nothing that stayed behind
So I pack it up
All this nothing
And sort it into piles
Piles of nothing that I’ll carry with me
As if part of you will then also be
So different than the carefree singing
That led me here before
Lost amidst your world
I stand among the nothing you left behind
I loved your mind
Your books
Your perspective
And now it’s just nothing
Nothing that stayed behind
So I pack it up
All this nothing
And sort it into piles
Piles of nothing that I’ll carry with me
As if part of you will then also be
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Jul 2016 11:16am
7th Jul 2016 11:16am
Singular Physicality
It matters not at all
The “who” or “what” of me
I am alone in the dark
And it matters not at all
Because in this dark
None can see
It matters not at all
The person I could be
Because I am alone
Inside this dark
And no one else can see
You dance around me
Talk and whisper
Unaware that I am here
I am a shell
A hollow tree
A being of physicality
With no depth to see
I save you
I reach out and save you
I am the voice of reason
And logic
And hope
There is nothing else to me
But this...
The “who” or “what” of me
I am alone in the dark
And it matters not at all
Because in this dark
None can see
It matters not at all
The person I could be
Because I am alone
Inside this dark
And no one else can see
You dance around me
Talk and whisper
Unaware that I am here
I am a shell
A hollow tree
A being of physicality
With no depth to see
I save you
I reach out and save you
I am the voice of reason
And logic
And hope
There is nothing else to me
But this...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th May 2016 8:28am
12th May 2016 8:28am
Darker days
Dark dreams followed cloudy days
And still darker days came whistling through the door like a storm that won't let go until it's had its tribute
And I
Stood amidst the chaos
As flames leapt up, devouring
And all the world collapsing
Into rubble at my feet
Triumphant
Defeated
I remained amidst the chaos
This darkness
This storm
I am its creator
Its victim
And lone survivor
And still darker days came whistling through the door like a storm that won't let go until it's had its tribute
And I
Stood amidst the chaos
As flames leapt up, devouring
And all the world collapsing
Into rubble at my feet
Triumphant
Defeated
I remained amidst the chaos
This darkness
This storm
I am its creator
Its victim
And lone survivor
547 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Dec 2015 7:15am
9th Dec 2015 7:15am
Ice queen
I’m enraged
A dark shadow of who I was
Ever-feeding on the misery that I am
I am cold
Dead and cold and frozen inside
The me I was has gone and died
I am death
Ice and black and soul decay
This is me, the me who stays.
A dark shadow of who I was
Ever-feeding on the misery that I am
I am cold
Dead and cold and frozen inside
The me I was has gone and died
I am death
Ice and black and soul decay
This is me, the me who stays.
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