dyanga : Writing

unrefined rambling

unrefined rambling

A Poem by dyanga


and when hot tears mix withlukewarm water who's to say thatcrying doesn't truly cleanse thesoulso many fears of what i can't sayand what i'll never be..
the sky follows

the sky follows

A Poem by dyanga


Sometimes I feel like I embody everything that's wrong with the world, and even the sky agrees.
To run.

To run.

A Poem by dyanga


Feeling like an alien again.
Tired Aliens

Tired Aliens

A Poem by dyanga


Perspective of an alien who is tired of feeling out of place on an equally tired planet. Based on feeling like an alien in social situations and the b..
Being Kind To Spiders

Being Kind To Spiders

A Poem by dyanga


Actually a really personal one, though it comes off as pretty surface level. About recovery.
Rhiannon.

Rhiannon.

A Poem by dyanga


Written in the wake of a death in the family.