Month: January 2026

  • Sing

    As a child, I had many dreams
    I could fully soar, limitations weren't a thing
    I was friends with all, I felt loved and seen
    Singing joyful songs, dancing happily

    Then I suddenly grew, and I forgot to see
    Many serious talks, feeling so grumpy
    Smiles were gone, due to labels and tiers
    There were no more hugs, when there's a screen
    Platforms took control, toyed with my beliefs
    Uncensored my voice, as long as I didn't sing

    Then I slowly woke, questioned everything
    Taking another road, so that I may be truly free
    Connecting the dots, and from that trap I fleed
    I reclaim my soul, and even my dreams
    I am now so strong, feeling my own being
    Controlling the thoughts, observing from within
    Had to break the mold, so that I can breathe
    Now I sing bright songs, counting on my wings.

    Raven Archer
  • Woman

    She doesn’t have to speak to be understood
    Her aura says it all when she walks into a room

    Making ruthless leaders bow to her in servitude
    Having those who criticize her suddenly on mute

    Intense and bright eyes that can surely shoot
    Discerning, and from any bullshit, she is immune

    Her wings are behind her, so white with a hue
    Consciousness inside her, guiding her moves

    Unique and so precious, is her sour-sweet fruit
    A powerful woman who makes the ground move.

    Raven Archer

  • Belly Dancer

    She steps into the candle lit room
    Everyone directs their sights her way
    Music slowly wraps her every move
    As she starts to move like a snake

    *

    Her hips begin to flow
    The coins start to gently dangle
    Smirking, she ignites the show
    A magic woman without a master
    The flame enticed begins to smoke
    They all feel a pull and start to wonder
    Who is that woman with the sword
    Belly dancer moving like a champion
    Glides that hypnotizes them all
    Her eyes possess a mysterious power
    She remains fully in control
    Sons and daughters all admire
    Her feet are slowly kissing the floor
    Eyes are gleaming and on fire
    Spear’s sharp and sets the tone
    Bright the seer just like a diamond
    So angelic is her poise
    She’s a mystery and a wonder
    Sensuality without remorse
    The Supreme’s sweet arrival.

    Raven Archer