hramunro

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Hello, my name is Hannah-Ray, I'm just some random artist who loves to write poetry. For my art check out my instagram ^-^

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  • hramunro 18w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 6 word micro-tale on Evoke

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    Her crying, evoked my true emotions.

  • hramunro 18w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 8 word short write-up on Deprive

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    They were never once supplied what was necessary.

  • hramunro 18w

    Why not write something happy for a change XD
    #heartbeat #love #romance @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Close to you

    Slow and steady as I listen in,
    A hint of how you feel within,
    As I hold you close and breath as one,
    And all our problems become undone.

    Looking up at your beautiful face,
    I notice your heart beat begin to race,
    As I feel your eyes pull me closer to you,
    And my heat begins to beat faster too.

    Our lips lock and soon a battle begins,
    But ultimately it is us both who wins,
    As within this passion and sinful fun,
    We find our heartbeats beat as one.

    As I find myself close to you once more,
    Your heartbeat guides as I explore,
    A hidden voice you have with within,
    This perhaps has become my new addiction.
    ©hramunro

  • hramunro 33w

    Inner demons

    Her eyes were lifeless and still.
    Her gaze stared back with aim to kill.
    Mirroring every move I take,
    Cracks of hatred form to make,
    Bloodshot eyes as if to show a sign,
    As they stare right into mine,
    piercing daggers deep into my soul.
    Her whispers are loud with one clear goal.
    Yet my mind refused to listen at all,
    Her figure laced in blood to begin the fall.

    As if a battle had taken place
    and her imperfect body was the face,
    And I gazing on a hidden sin,
    That she no longer wanted to hide in,
    Her body swayed with mine,
    Holding on to her skin like a life line,
    Showing what she wanted to rid herself of,
    Or perhaps what I wanted to rid myself of.
    ©hramunro

  • hramunro 36w

    Relax

    Close your eyes and wander away,
    To a land far better than today,
    To a land only you can create,
    Which is not controlled by fate,
    But the will of your soul and mind,
    And it is there where you will find,
    Twisted memories of days long past,
    Relax and rest as this time will not last,
    With the rising of the sun,
    If you are lucky tomorrow will come,
    Relaxation will be put on hold,
    For life itself is harsh and cold,
    But soon enough night shall fall,
    And yet you won't want to relax at all.

    What is keeping you up tonight?
    Are you scared of the absence of light?
    Or is it the fear of your own mind?
    Look into yourself, what do you find?
    A mess of who you hate you are,
    Restless anger and an emotional scar?
    If you rest now you must listen to it all,
    As it paves the way to your downfall.

    But for tonight instead listen to me,
    Forget your fears and leave yourself be,
    Curl up in my arms and cry it out,
    Hit me , punch me if you want even shout!
    For i hate to see you this way,
    So I beg you to listen to me just for today?
    And tonight focus on you and me,
    Breath in and out slowly and you'll be free.

    As relaxation and sleep take you away,
    It is with you I shall stay,
    As your wellbeing mean the most to me,
    I tell you I care but still you refuse to see,
    That you are worth the world and more,
    And I have told you all this before.
    Yet still your mind has this view,
    That no one has or ever will love you.
    ©hramunro

  • hramunro 80w

    Bullets of mental pain

    I often think of life itself,
    And the meaningless point of having wealth,
    I often wonder about causing my end to come,
    Yet I'm told to stay by everyone,
    I suppose there are those I will stay for,
    But when they leave I'll return to the war,
    Of mental pain and ultimately my end,
    For my brain is the battlefield I cannot defend,
    As my thoughts shoot bullets at my sanity,
    Eventually it will shoot down me.
    ©hramunro

  • hramunro 80w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 8 word short tale on Forgot

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    The corpses pile up. Their names long forgotten.

  • hramunro 80w

    Just venting my emotions and gratitude to someone close to me. #vent #angel #fallen #selfworth #love #romance #youngwriter @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork

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    Broken

    I often dream of gruesome things:
    A sliced up angel with bloody wings.
    I look in the mirror at the face staring back,
    A broken and empty shell of what I lack,
    An angel not worthy of love nore hate,
    This is what shall always be my fate.

    The feathers of beauty withered and burnt away,
    And yet there are those who still wish to stay,
    And listen at the rotting corpse's plea,
    To please move on and forget about me,
    Yet one angel refuses to leave,
    And cries to the corpse as they grieve,

    Why do you not see what I see in you,
    A beautiful radiance which shines through,
    No matter what you choose to be,
    You always know that you have me,
    The wind blows softly and full of grace,
    As the griever slowly brings a smile to his face,

    I see him standing over who I used to be,
    And walk over to him now the real me,
    I pull him in and kiss his lips telling him it all,
    And how I am sorry that he watched my fall,
    I am here thanks to those like him who stay,
    And I wish I could thank him in every way,

    He finishes the kiss and begins to proclaim,
    That to him I am the exact same,
    He knows me better than I know myself,
    And knows of my mental health,
    Yet is strict when he needs to be,
    But still the one who is most kind to me.

    I smile and blush pulling him into a hug,
    And after awhile I pull him closer with a forceful tug,
    As I stop the tears streaming down my face,
    And wake up from this nightmarish place,
    I turn over and send a message to you know who,
    Simply saying, "I love you."
    ©hramunro

  • hramunro 80w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 8 word short write-up on Ignore

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    Conveniently forgetting the sorrowful cries of the unheard.

  • hramunro 80w

    I'm unhappy where I am living, and if it was not for this virus I would have left. I feel trapped and those who know say I should just go, but by law I cannot. What am I supposed to do?

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    What am I supposed to do?

    Abusive houses are the worst place to be,
    Especially when I'm stuck in quarantine,
    What do you expect me to do,
    You know I'd take any chance to be with you,
    But instead I am trapped here,
    As I cower in mental fear,
    Scared of what is yet to come after this,
    And I am not talking of the virus.

    See there are scarier things that keep me awake,
    As I lay in bed visioning my fate,
    Those I am trapped with are what I fear,
    As they have me wishing the end was near,
    And an escape is something yet to be seen,
    Unlike Covid-19
    ©hramunro