All posts by A. Rinum

About A. Rinum

I am a pre-med student, and my life is a wreck. No, really it is. Jump into my mind and see the world through my eyes. ( I wear glasses though). But if you need to laugh and cry at the same time. I am here. Read my works and jump into a whole other world. follow me on insta @shadowsofrinum

Being broken or breaking…

The pillows you’ve cried on
have had your back
than most people you know

Isn’t it weird how the people you need the most in your life when you’re going through rough times, are the first ones to leave you? And sometimes the people you love, and trust are the first ones to break you. People who are supposed to catch you when you trip become the reason for your fall? And those that are supposed to put out the fire in your soul are the first ones to ignite it. Those that are supposed to help you swim are the first ones to push you into an ocean. But what bothers me the most is wondering if I, too, am classified in those ‘people’.

We often complain about being broken and being hurt, but have you ever wondered how many times you’ve hurt or broken someone? Why? Why do we do this? Is it something we do unconsciously?

Where are your dreams?

Why is there emptiness
in your muffled cries?
Where are the dreams
I once saw in your eyes?

Why are you suffocating
pull yourself through
how can you give up
what did you just do?

I didn’t do anything
I thought I did my best
the road I once walked on
slipped from beneath my steps.

I strayed from my path
and I fell to my knees
I thought I lost my trail
but my own path gave up on me.

Maybe the road you took
wasn’t yours to take
if you dared to dream
then don’t you dare break!

Create your own path
and hold the reigns of your road
don’t give up now
when you have a long way to go.

Where are your dreams?

Poetry book: Curing My Venom
Sci fi book: The City of Saints (free for a limited time)

For someone special…

Leave the scent of your soul behind
I’ll follow it to get to you.

But don’t go too far
what if in search of you
I lose myself too.

Just stay close to me
hold my hand and help me rise
but don’t look at me like that
I’ll lose myself in your eyes

I don’t need a map
but a promise that you’ll always stay
how can I ever lose my road back home
when you’ve become my way?

I don’t need the sky
or the twinkling stars
because every path and journey I take
lead me back to where you are

You have a smile worth a thousand suns
and a glint of hazel beauty in your eyes
you have arms as wide as the horizon
and a soul as pure as the sky.

I wrote this for someone special. Someone who’s voice makes me smile. Someone who has beauty dripping from their soul. Someone who said I remind them of a joke….

Happy birthday same-same….

The sky will kneel for you

I know you’re not traveling
on the road you wanted to take
and I know you’re very scared
but I need you to be brave.

Maybe this new journey has to tell you
what you’re fighting for
maybe it has to show you
that you’re worth so much more.

Don’t ever feel guilty
of how things were supposed to be
you have so much to learn
so embrace this new journey.

I know it’s not easy
because your victory is high
but why are you complaining
when you were born to be the sky?

The sky will kneel for you
Poetry book, “Curing My Venom