Category Archives: Poetry

Poetry #123: In Tatters & Loops

Tears wet the temporary skin on these cheeks

Spilling over curves and bumps as it leaks

Lost hopes and ruminations

Pulling the rug of the foundations

Health deterioration

Loosing whispers of concentration

Hands over my eyes

Yelling reality to stop

Thousands of healing modalites tried

Sometimes it feels like my own soul lied

How long until the positivity and love runs dry?

Maybe I’m kidding myself

Putting the pain on the back shelf

This is not where I could ever imagine life to be

As a young girl I thought I would be strong and free

The distant railway trains go by

And my mind split into rooms of future choices in the sky

The bleach of the grey numbed high

Surrounding these apartment blocks in thick smog

The drinking water is a heavy fog

House arrest for months on end

A miracle is needed, a god send

The telephone wires, the pitiful things

Hanging on ends, in tatters and loops of strings

City life is dead

Well that is what she said.

~DiosRaw 03/03/21 08:20AM

Poetry #122: Lullaby Blues

Soothing whispering voices

Mother’s lullaby blues rejoices

Swerving between feeling choices

We are a gift from above

Sent from heaven tranformed and metamorphosed into a dove

An angel of joy

From our pure home

Lands of gaia, we are here to roam

Grunts and groans

Bound along the way

Samsara cycles as we sway


Abstract insights

Amidst mountains and rocks

In a synchronous heartbeat

The road is steep

Once both feet on the path to truth

You cannot forget

Let go of regret

Falling into the matrix net

Are we nearly there yet?

~DiosRaw 02/03/21 10:27AM

Poetry #121: Smokes & Mirrors

Truths on differing dimensional levels

Mind, soul, body and spirit revels

Dualistic concepts of good and bad

Mind twisting concepts sending the soul mad

Elemental spirits lurking in the meadows of mystery

Lacking full knowledge of our history

Some will not be able to cope with the truth of what’s truly going on

Implanting the seeds in the rhymes of this lyrical song

We want to be loved

Love starts with us

Loving the self thus

Enveloping ourselves in soft billowy auric energies

Blurred hues and synergies

Smokes and mirrors

Reflecting lies and confusion

Truth cuts with precision

It cannot be hidden forever

Universal intelligence is eternally clever.

~DiosRaw 28/02/21 09:44AM

Poetry #120: Life A Divine School

Gems polished, lessons of God

Life a divine school, meeting our squad

Universal synchronicities giving us a prod

Pain onto grinding torment

Contemplating our lessons to repent

Swirling into eurphoria

Spinning down, tunnel entering dysphoria

Waves crash with tides

Harmonizing with Gaia’s strides

Mysterious phenomena abound

Patiently hidden in plain sight to be found

Earthing and ground

Coming back to our core

You are universal beauty galore

~DiosRaw 27/02/21 10:50AM

Remember you are loved, you are the one you are seeking.

Poetry #119: This Is What It Did To Him

Hurrying into a taxi in the dead of night

The driver told me a man stood on a bridge

It happens very often he says

Standing on the bridge

Lockdown had brought him to crack

His spirit and soul yearned to go smack

My heart dropped, I felt sick

Trying to gently coach him down

The police had blocked off roads into town

Hours and hours

On the verge between life and death

This is what cold isolation had done to him

Alone day after day

Contemplating when to make his move

He completely had enough

No more, no more

He couldn’t bear another living breath

And if only for some human connection

He had to stand on a bridge

Hours later the taxi driver said

He’s gone now, he’s not dead

Hopefully he will get help

This world is upside down

I pray he smiles one day instead of a psychological frown.

~DiosRaw 26/02/21 10:42AM

Inspired by a true story a few days ago. In the local city people are jumping off bridges during lockdown.

Poetry #118: Burning Concoction

Fifty minutes felt like five

A tingling burning fire at the core of her chest was eating her up inside

It wouldn’t be shaken

She tried to snap out of it and awaken

Sleep deprivation

Neurotransmitter starvation

Mixed with menstruation

No pills in the middle of the night agitation

Silent she was, storing it all, sitting on the lid of her suppressed anger

She couldn’t even smoke anymore after her heart rate sped up and an ambulance was called

Not the mention her millions of pilled on torment

Pretending to be normal, laying dormant

She cracked

Praying to the univese for her rage to leave

This concoction surely conjures psychosis?

Wouldn’t anyone with this blended potion?

She ripped things off the walls

Dust swamped the air and her allergy calls

She had never done this before

Pushing over the side table

Chucking the candle

Loud bangs

And still no lack of anger

She fell on her knees

Trance hypnosis

Begged God please

That burning in her chest, the rage of anger felt out of her control

Howling and streaming

Tears flowed

Nothing would stop this state

She wanted to jump out of her skin

Hours past

And at last

She went back to her normal fucked up state, not the one the anger did create

Her life is fucked and she knows it

She forgave herself and apologised

As usual it was in the early hours and she couldn’t take a break from this reality..

~DiosRaw 26/02/21 05:01AM

Poetry #117: Turning To Dust

No matter what happens

Our souls are eternal

We in all, and all is in us

For we all one day turn to dust

Keep the trust

You will return home no matter what

This journey in the grand tapesty of life is but a fart in cosmic time

A squeeze and zest of fragrant lime

Believe in yourself, I believe in you, sublime

Your spirit will never die, society has taught you that you are a crime.

~DiosRaw 25/02/21 10:20AM

Poetry #116: Maybe Then You’d Believe Me, Wouldn’t You?

Cutting, jabbing, stabbing

Crumbling bones

Soggy muscles

You look healthy, don’t you?

My health is dire, not wealthy

Maybe if you could see the bruises I feel

Shades of struken teal

Maybe if they were blue, purple and green

If the skin burned off

Then you’d believe me

If the tremors were more violent

If my screams were heard in the silent

If my muscles screamed louder

If you could hear the creaking off my joints

Or the persistent poisoning and pounding of my head

I wish honestly I was dead

I don’t know what is happening

I feel as if I’m dying

If I said any different I’d be lying

Suicide attempts

Jumping off dams

How much more until you understand?

There’s a fog swirling around in my brain

What if I crack and go insane?

If you could see the shooting pains as shooting sparks of light

Would you hold me tight?

In the dead numbness of the nightmarish night?

The whole body is a red glow

It’s invisible and only I know

Pretending to be okay

Questioning if I am fake positivity

The cells in my hippocampus are dying

Starving for dopamine and serotonin

If you touched my hand and swapped bodies

If only for a second

Could you feel how heavy of the weight it carries

If you could see the dreaded melancholy greying the hues of my canvas

And the shaking of my out stretched hands

Lying cold dead on a beach, with a bottle and packets rolling across the sand

If my misery made me waste away and disappear

If you knew how I felt the end is near

If the pain swallowed me whole

And you saw my weary decimating magnetic pulling black hole

If the nightmares and sweats of each night became reality

And I never woke up

Maybe then you’d believe me


Wouldn’t you?

~DiosRaw 24/02/21 19:00PM

Poetry #115: Gods & Goddesses

A true God of a man

Will uplift his lady, he can

Comforting her when she needs him

Vulnerability with his emotions and allowing them to swim

Open and honest, trusting his counterpart

Not throwing her about like a dart

With wide open arms

Protecting his companion through storms and thunder

Not letting her heart spin into a blunder

He is her Goddess

Not a game of chess

Let go of the illusion of better or less

Treasure her and be tender

Not a damn pretender.

~DiosRaw 23/02/21 12:38PM

Poetry #114: Sacrificial Lamb

Weave your fingers into mine

I’m fine, I’m fine

My love for you as a soul, a part of this spiritual family

Just growing used to it’s hurt

Stop telling yourself you can fix it

It’s been this way for quite some time and it didn’t intend to work for itself or for me

The silence of promises

Don’t be a sacrificial lamb, on the alter of it’s rage

All of this seems one encompassing stage

You can never save someone by allowing them to destroy you.

~DiosRaw 22/02/21 23:30PM

Poetry #112: Vacant When I Needed You

Vacant when I needed you

My health is weak, you knew that too

The shell of a ghost we both become

Memories linger on my breath of our early days in mystery and depth

Dancing between those neon lazers

Cherry beer concealing our pain, an enticing poison dreaming away my traumatic memories

I know I played my role, I am no victim

Hurting so bad my heart seemed to crack

Numbed and self preservation

This night I smoked my last cigarette

Sitting on my parent’s doorstep

Observing the warm orange glow of the beams between the curtains of a house in my field of the countryside neighbour-hood view

I thought of you

When you have withdrawn yourself and your magic

When only the smell of your love lingers between my breasts

Imagination ran amok

Lost hopes and dreams

Of us cuddling our baby behind those curtain streams

Holding our baby in your defined muscle arms

Snap back from the third-eye charms

If you bucked your ideas up, I would have made you the father of my child

You know you have that sexual vibration that makes me go wild

How could I carry on?

Shaking and tremoring day and night

Worried I might say the wrong thing out of low-esteem chipped at fright

If only we could have spinned tight

Into a ball of existential love

My heart lives on bruised

A mind-fuck of confused.

~DiosRaw 22/02/21 22:30PM

Poetry #111: Down The Rabbit Hole

Down the rabbit hole

This girl could not sleep

Her thoughts were far too deep

Her mind had ventured on a stroll

Down the rabbit hole

Conspiracy theories intrigued her

Conspiracy facts now stand the ground

Whos sitting around the table at the builderberg group

Black magic casting spells

Calcified pineal glands, do tell

Who owns the mainstream media?

Was 9/11 an inside job?

Factory farming going on the rob

Monsantos protection act

Illegal government spying not taking the wrap

A shadow government

What’s the royal bloodline?

What’s in this sacred trine?


Bohemian grove

Child trafficking

Big pharma corruption

GMOs, frankenstein crops

Taxation is theft

Agenda 21




Pesticide ladden food

Animal agriculture

Climate change

Cern’s hadron collider

Government insiders

Pentagon loosing trillions of dollars

Operation mockingbird

Who owns the federal reserve?

9/11, what really was that?

The shifting of consciousness is a fact


These are some things to spin your mind

Maybe you’ll look into these with time.

~DiosRaw 22/02/21 08:29AM

Poetry #110: A Garden Of Heart

Our hearts are chambers

Some say, the seat of the soul

Where our love congulates

And envigorates our bodies with red iron rich blood

Flooding our god given flesh suit

This heart has carried much

Turning black, numb and dead

And fed many who were hungry for love instead

Beating around 104,000 times in a day

Each heart beat not needing to be wasted on ruminations

Dancing to it’s very own beat

This vessel has expanded and contracted in the face of loss

Broken open, a green chakra, coloured as moss

Expanding electro magnetic fields intersecting and blending across this city street

Souls some will never meet

Search for healing words and plant them into your wounds

Someday you will have a garden of love

Cheers to creating poetry to clean the dark walls of my heart

I hold you tight sweetheart.

~DiosRaw 21/02/21 09:19AM

Poetry #109: Wait, Why Is My Dog’s Face Shifting Into A Lion?

Out of the bands of time

Into the ever illusory

Knowledge slips away out of my grasp

Morphing back and forth again

Sense and no-sense

Wait, why is my dog’s face shifting into a lion?

The infinite opens up and swallows me whole

The hills are alive

With the sound of spiralling fractals


The veil is lifted

Mind shifted

Nothing will ever be the same again

Green elves

Beyond the edge of the world

There’s a space where emptiness and substance overlap

Where past and future form a continuous loop

And there are chords no soul has ever heard

And signs no soul has ever seen

Such is the unknown

Words fail to describe something beyond words

Flowing through eternity forevermore..

~DiosRaw 20/02/21 10:55AM