She had taken many a fall
in her life,

People and life had knocked her down -
in her back, had gone many
a sharp knife.

She was soft at heart,
naive and much too sensitive,
empathetic and kind,

She had an inner-strength
of the soulful kind,
and a very determined mind.

She grew up very fast;
depression and anxiety
stole a lot of her precious time,

When most people would have given up,
she kept getting up -  she never knew
when to draw the line.

She was an innocent girl,
usually misunderstood,

All she ever wanted
was acceptance, real loyalty,
and to be truly understood.

Other people's envy was always an issue,
her good nature was always the cause,

They couldn't be quite like her,
so they set out to destroy her -
they always instagated
such brutal, unfair wars.

But she still had a humble,
innocent, beautiful heart,
one that always felt the urge to give,

She only wanted to be genuinely loved
in return;
with peace, love and harmony
she wanted to live.

By Lady R.F ©2017

Hazel
smoky quartz eyes
full of light,

A yellow
sapphire glow
brighter than the moon
on the most immaculate
of night.

A bright red
ruby smile
stretching from ear to ear,
which she generously shares
with everyone,

Her beautiful glowing aura,
so delicate and gentle,
as rare as an opal
sparkling in the most radiant
of sun.

She's a real gem
with a beautiful
kind heart
of gold,

So very precious
to the lucky ones
that have her sweet
priceless heart
to cherish
and to hold.

By Lady R.F ©2017

Her capacity to love
was beyond anything
anyone had ever known,

A bottomless chest
carried her beautiful
empathetic heart,
where endless love
was grown.

By Lady R.F ©2017

She's an open book,
But her pages are never ending!

By Lady R.F ©2015-2017
(Repost)

A combustion of hurt,
shards of her brokenness
with razor-sharp edges
scattered in all directions,

Invisible to the naked-eye,
transparent is her pain,
so too are her soul's tiny fragments - 
shattered, flawed pieces
of imperfections.

A smile to mask the fear
consuming her anxiety ridden,
brave, but broken,
spirit,

A strong warrior,
she knows she is,
as she shuts her tired eyes
and mentally sharpens
her weapons and tools,
preparing, again, to look fear in the eye,
and to fight herself another day -
because, sadly,
she has learnt to live with it.

By Lady R.F ©2017

I always saw a lighthouse,
The sea was always calm,
We walked the shores in total bliss,
Together, arm in arm.

I always had an Angel
Standing by my side,

Eyes that saw right through me,
Eyes that never lied.

I always had complete faith,
I felt that I was truly loved and adored,

I always felt very special,
I knew that my angel
Was sent to me
By my Lord.

I always thought I had been chosen
To live out my precious days,

With my blessed handsome Angel
Who I love for so many reasons,
In so many ways.

I always prayed that my Angel
Would love me, protect me,
And be proud of me
Until my dying day,

I still pray this prayer
With all of my heart
Every single blessed day;
Because I love my precious Angel
More than words
Can ever say.

By Lady R.F ©2017

What good are words...
if they are not from the heart,

What purpose do they serve,
if your real feelings
and your words,
are complete worlds apart.

What good are promises...
if they are full of holes and lies,

What value do they hold,
if your planning on breaking them
and cutting ties.

What good is life...
if it's nothing but a waste,

If you cannot be honest to yourself,
if your own words you cannot taste.

What good is there in love...
if it's a lonely road
that only goes one way,

What good is there in being together...
if your love is not real
and if you're not on the same page
through life's journey
every day.

What good is having a heart...
if you cannot trust your love with it,

When it keeps getting broken,
when pain is all that it has left to exhibit...?


By Lady R.F ©2017