lucycrane

16 years as an utterly confused human being.

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  • lucycrane 1h

    Trip on some sunsets or cross me some checkpoints but bring me back my heart

    #pod #haunt @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Analysing verses might get you in trouble
    Yet you frame words and designs
    and hide your murders in
    plain sight
    Isn't this your outline?
    Confined to chambers of periods and punctuations of apostrophes and commas
    Why do you so
    desperately need a moon when
    the stardust in your bones promises you
    an orange dawn?
    You are the heir of cosmos
    the last of the real ones
    These earthen pots are hollow
    They are so done with keeping
    their cool
    They demand the heat, the ignition of your hopes
    Steal some secrets from infinity
    break some promises from eternity
    Remodel your own
    moral code
    Love,
    there are things you need to mould
    Gift this multiverse a masterpiece
    Battered or maybe shattered
    A broken sunrise
    buried Starlights maybe
    But don't leave behind this haunt
    without giving your own colors
    to add to these horizons

    ~Lucy Crane

  • lucycrane 1d

    " Heavy is the crown only for the weak."

    ~SZA, The Weeknd & Travis Scott – Power Is Power

    I was listening to GOT's new soundtrack and this song is so amazing(even though I don't like The Weekend) it kinda gives me Black Panther vibes. Maybe because of the song 'pray for me' which is also from The Weekend.

    These soundtracks from the movies and TV series are killing me.
    What a time to be alive.

    #pod #fabric @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Blankets and Bubble Wrap

    They huffed and puffed but later decided that she was the twin of the sun
    The freckled one, copper hair and sulphur skin
    She likes the cold but she is forced to burn
    She melts often and look she is akin
    To hand painted horizons and she likes the rancid moonlight
    She waits by the youth fountain, for him to rot his cheese
    A little to much to expect from the one who steals from Starlights
    But she doesn't care. They say she is as mild as the breeze
    She is the fabric which is on Juno's shoulders
    A distrcation for Saturn's rings
    She is the gold which is fragile and oppose the moulders
    The love who is stuck on cupid's wings
    She is the coloured dream for the blind
    She is both the roadkill, the bystander on the sidelines
    The long lost heir of regrets and hindsights
    And they claim her to be sparked
    They call her bright, they call her blessed

    If only
    They knew of her struggles, her voice, the gravel
    The stuttering on syllables, the nights in stables

    The longings for blankets, the negligible exterior warmth of the bubble wrap cover

  • lucycrane 2d

    "To infinity and beyond!"
    I can quote Pixar movies like a pro!

    'Green' is used in the poem as john green
    'Benito' is Shawn mendes' alter ego


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    Beauty and Brutality

    Shoving past some monochromatic dreams
    I'm flying too close to this red giant
    It rains on me like parallel beams
    Trying to bury me, I'm saved by some buoyant
    I stand underneath a lamppost, fireflies are crushed
    Like a moth drawn to a flame
    I'm craving an illicit touch
    He mumbles 'I'm forever ready for the game'
    I don't wanna make up for forgotten secrets
    This promise-keeping is an art
    And I suck at brushes and palettes
    He made this body busier than my heart
    I've been cooking up some tonics in my lab
    Hope that'll deaf me from his accent
    next thing, I'm in paradise, needed a small tap
    Found some red letters, they were vacant
    Looking at me like I've got a plan incognito
    Swearing at me, he's hot. He's angry
    Maybe better than my Benito
    His curses hit my face. They hurt more than that green

    Got me beyond, in space and time
    I've been falling since the beginning of this rhyme
    I didn't knew heart thieving was a crime
    Between beauty and brutality, there is a thin line
    I've been riding it like a jump rope, catching up with the signs

    ~LucyCrane

  • lucycrane 3d

    Another rap

    this is about a person who has heroism thrust upon him/her.

    H E R O
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    mould my body like it's clay
    fittin' some rebellion
    but this blood, one in a million
    I'm runnin' out of time
    ain't shit you can do about it
    try? you might throw a fit
    minds in madness. no lamps lit
    it's a dark world. need to upgrade your tool kit
    say, you can die for me? lie for me? kill for me? save for me? live for me?
    or maybe you can just let it all go free me for me?
    this one's dense and I'm stuck in this dance
    now that the pain is holdin' hands
    I might be needin' maps of badlands
    shove me into a broken sunrise
    lift me up like a newborn child
    reprogram me, I might have revived
    gone a little too much into the wild
    they pray for me, because I'm a risk they are willing to take
    a stitched secret they can't burn at the stake
    another living breathin' martyr fightin' for their sake
    in the end, it's always: 'was it all fake?'
    I'm loyal to my armor, I'm loyal to my heart
    war is just a play, where I play my part
    I lead warriors to paint red and show their art
    the drugs might've been vague but this adrenaline feels so hot
    my system might've been stupid but my body's hella smart
    I was just a blur in their vision
    indents got angry
    vividness got envy
    they're afraid of different
    so they gave me an arrow
    their pleads of tomorrow
    hindsights and shallows
    a lustre of their zeroes
    look they craved me as a hero

    ~LucyCrane

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  • lucycrane 5d

    Call me stupid, call me sad
    You're the best I've ever had
    You're the worst I've ever had

    #pod #drift #random @writersnetwork @mirakee

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  • lucycrane 5d

    I'll give you one more time
    We'll give you one more fight
    Just said one more line
    There'll be a riot, 'cause I know you

    She says You look so cold. You look so cold

    ~The 1975 |Robbers|

    ^ Has anyone ever listened to this song? One of my favorite ever! Was just listening to an old playlist I made and got hooked on this. Again.

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  • lucycrane 1w

    The next level:

    Dooms of fireflies
    exist in mundane honey bees
    Running on escalators
    Still on stairs
    Excuse me if I don't make sense
    But that's the point
    I was never born to
    Holding charcoal pieces behind my back
    My face a vivid painting of blackness
    Stripping clothes behind the horizon
    I have a heart, but god strictly told me not to love my victims
    A year ago, I found hyenas laughing on souls
    They were broken
    And now, would you look at that
    Still broken, into the arms of a vulture
    Feeding it lies about my warmth
    Selfish just like these keyboard keys
    Vibrant colors all around
    I'm the maker of this corpse yet I excel in furnery practices
    Seen it a million times when I collected their souls
    I can sense their fear but I don't feed on it
    Because it's gone the moment I start singing my lullabies
    There is grace in their demise, yet they consider me a taboo
    I wasn't the one who told them to write 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger' as a tattoo
    My workload is hectic, yet I tell stories of
    my life
    Of The grim reaper who fell in love with every life it took
    Like sunsets and the high tide

    ~Death

    -Lucy Crane-

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  • lucycrane 1w

    “I guess humans like to watch a little destruction. Sandcastles, houses of cards, that's where they begin. Their great skills is their capacity to escalate."

    ~Death

    ^from the book- 'The Book Thief' by Markus Zusak

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  • lucycrane 1w

    The Other Side Of A Sandpaper
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    The starways are decorated with blood
    Tails of comet carries souls of ghosts
    Melting sunsets and boiling lava
    Creating trajectories to let the grim reaper do his job
    And I'm a heavy drinker
    Not alcohol, it is just the liquefied flaming gases of centauri
    This galaxy is a cemetery, I'm a grave digger
    A landfill and I'm just a junker
    With mega trust issues and great maybes
    I still seek out to find. To find something which wants to be found
    Not reality. Reality is for losers
    Maybe fan-fictions written by time
    I could have seduced him to write me a better fate
    But boy, did he fell in love with speed
    I was units and quantities away
    There are craters in my cheeks. Every time a piece of me falls
    And sandpapers can't smooth them out. I'll be needing a leveller
    I should've ran when there was still a chance
    Should've bathe, when there were lights all around
    Ravens are jealous of my ability to camouflage
    With the dark obese clouds
    Envy rules them
    And oh, will you look at that
    Turns out, envy works under me
    I'm high on peaks. But I'm still canopies away from heaven
    Outrunning the streams, to reach the ocean, I'm still away by a million rivers
    Holding onto waterfalls and grey rainbows
    Contrasting
    Like the one which makes my high walls thorny,
    The Other Side Of A Sandpaper

    ~LucyCrane

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  • lucycrane 1w

    16-my age. My peak

    This turned out to be something like a rap:

    S I X T E E N
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    They made me swallow stars
    I vomited back black holes
    I was a kid, never was whole
    Set my world on fire, my pigtails, burning ropes
    I was
    Lonely, never was a homie, shrinking into horizons as if they know me
    That was it
    now the night is mine
    I've got a pocket full of stardust
    I fly and spit on miracles, pixies die when I burst
    Everest is so fancy, imma do molehills
    Sweet waters are boring, imma dive into titan's methane lakes
    Do you ever felt like you are a snowflake and the world likes bonfires?
    Do you ever felt like you are unemployed and the stone men are what the world hires?
    Do you ever felt like you tap the truth and all those suckers like liars?
    You must be sixteen
    Everywhere you go, you create a scene
    My mother told me 'don't be so mean'
    I listened to her, now I'm stuck beneath the streams
    Life ain't a rollercoaster with ups and downs
    It's a merry go around with circles for rebound
    I was too young to understand when my Father said that
    'You are a hurricane,
    Never go near a volcano'
    I thought it was just another one of his memo
    Now that I get it I'll be like 'oh no'
    I don't ever wanna grow up
    They say 'Age is a number'
    People are dumb
    I wish I could freeze time, but my fingers easily become numb
    In your eureka moment, this multiverse doesn't offer you the rolls of a drum
    So you shout
    On the top of your lungs, loud
    Breaking through this world's shroud
    Quaking the system,
    Waking up the crowd
    A song, a poem, a rap, a sound

    Mic drop
    Lucy's out

    ~Lucy Crane

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