Raya

Joined May 2021

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A poet and author born and raised in NYC, experimenting with expression of who I am and what lessons I’ve learned that should be shared with the world.

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Window Pain
Seeing the world through glass Traveling the world through glass as your touch only gets through the most latex parts of me
By Raya4 years ago in Poets
Venom
I never thought you’d bite me when I’ve only ever tried my hardest to make it so you never felt alone on your own perilous
By Raya4 years ago in Poets
The Summer of Opium Poppies— A sonnet
You aren’t even you, alas I continue to paint through this endless field of opium poppies, searching for you, again with hands muddy and mind fuzzy over you;
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
Eden's View
thy gaze is not for Adam though, the summer's breeze creates a dream, featuring a lover’s head atop Adam’s body I cling onto thy lover in awareness that time, oddly
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
Asking for Directions
Lost on my path— at least that’s how I feel With this sudden shift of the heart and the part of my conscience yelling out
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
smoke about you
Been stuck with aches all my life and they try to consume me, feeds my mind with thoughts of being with you tonight Pain in my thighs, heartache in my life.
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
to almost die [again]
[1098, the number of the ministering angels] I owe them my life, maybe him too for making little things feel significant
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
Colours in My Ear
A soft cobalt blue is center stage It started off small but it’s glow grew, now covering my mind A span of cobalt blue is how I feel
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
Sunday Blues
What was once my ocean is now my sky the same day keeps on flying by, with the same set of questions percolating my mind
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
Orchid Aura
For those who I’ve lost and for the times I lost parts of me I plant an orchid and use it’s growth as a measurement of time and intensity because each day passes
By Raya5 years ago in Poets
she/they.villanelles
I. She wished and prayed for forgiveness and worked towards clarity through grey one-way glass; she was caught in and
By Raya5 years ago in Poets

Raya

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Window Pain

Venom

The Summer of Opium Poppies— A sonnet

Eden's View

Asking for Directions

smoke about you

to almost die [again]

Colours in My Ear

Sunday Blues

Orchid Aura

she/they.villanelles

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