Rinasekhon

Gliding against the pathway of poetry and wondering what was the special recipe that kept me moving forward was the afterthought of sharing my work and story out... Writing was never something I have ever thought of doing cause always believe I might be one of those people who belong in the cooperative world of business but after sinking my pen into the justice of poetry it made me realize writing is so much important than just hiding or being the lonely girl of hopeless thoughts

Sculpture of Adrenaline

Abandoned of dark ashes just dispute with the being of someone's existing


The claw of long crawl suffering just chases the effect of penitentiary being 


Sitting alone by my desk wondering is this what I am made for 


Or it's just the irritation of abrupt divergence your soulmate 


Suffocating the arts of a skirmish with the burning skull all over the tunnel of pain and sorrow 


Taking each step by weapon ambushing all of your foes 


It wasn't something fresh or the twinkle of validity 


My heart was thumping in my chest like it was having a rampage with Chrysalis


The constant battle  war was always playing within me 


The fire in me slowly starts to burn my body 


Escapes of sudden fear took over my body 


Contactless yet the fragrance of your true beloved roam in the air of this overseeing the hurts and pour of metallic talus blood 


My night was scavenge between the hurt of peace 


Tears meandering down my face with my  tinted past 


Trust was invaded with true sorrow and clueless of one thought 


Caressing the void pinching within my soul as my body separates from your soul as your voice quivering against the brick of the wall 


I climb up slowly as I have to push myself to wake up 


Knowing your love is not there anymore is hurtful 


I don't even know how to laugh anymore 


My compassion is slowly projecting stones of war 


The love story just doesn't exist for a soul as broken as me 


My world just came crashing down like the sea of a victor being fled from  the jail 


How I wish before all this pain that you jab within my day and night wondering


I will heal from it as soulmates should 


I gain ventures of pain  while being with escopio who was ruthless 


People who hate us are clapping and cheering as the couple are not together anymore 


I lost touch within everything that once I used to love 


The inspiring story that I always crave just doesn't work for me 


Tears surged from my eyes but dissolve while the thought of us  sparks something else 


Letting escopio go wasn't easy but it was something that was needed to be done 


So I can give myself the least of torture 


I honestly have no idea where my love story will   lead me to if I were you be losing you 


I don't expect anyone to pick me up anymore 


All I want to do is keep going deep within the waves as they clash together 


Maybe I didn't know the perfect concussion on how to passionately sing the melodic of  our song 


Believe all the walls are coming back hard around me 


U spark the soaring light within my soul 


Now I will prefer my heart to be dark as the devil 


It was a black and white day of frost, which crawled along with the dark trees and outlined twig and branch. The air was misty, and distant objects assumed mysterious importance. Slight sounds, too, suggested infinite activities to the mind.


My heart just bleeds the Blue Moonblood 


loved you unabashedly in the rain, you were real, raw, accustomed to pain. I loved you most in the rain, where you exposed your broken soul, unashamed, dancing despite it all


They'll chew up your heart and feed on your mind.


Silence of staggering nights