Like tiny speckles of dust
Floating in the air,
Almost invisible to the naked-eye,
Unless the light is beaming down,

I inhale your essence,
Intoxicated,
My spirit gets so high
It's impossible to come down.

Unlike pollution,
Your essence is nutrition
For my soul,

Nontoxic,
Each tiny fragment
Fills the void inside my heart;
With each breath
It fills the aching hole.

By Lady R.F(C)2017

Flowers
Are a reminder
That without a little rain
We wouldn't be able to bloom,

Without clouds
And a little bad weather
We wouldn't be able to smell
Their divine fragrant perfume.

Flowers
Are a reminder
That we need gloomy days
So we can highly value
The sun's radiant,
Life-powering, life-giving light,

Because without
Any form of darkness
We wouldn't appreciate
The glorious clear-blue skys
And the gift of precious daylight.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Dissociation  
Depersonalisation
Derealisation
Detachment
Mental and Physical Paralization

This is the complete story
Of my life's disinclination

Severe Anxiety
Panic Disorder
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
Depression

My disorderly indispositions
Not being in any form of
Chronological succession

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Words,
They can cut through
Your heart,

They can tear you
Apart.

They can be as sharp
And as blunt
As any knife,
All in the same instance,

They can cause a major shift
In your reality,
They can torture you
Until the end of time,
They can be responsible
For destroying your very existence.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Mountains,
Oceans,
Rivers,
Trees,

The magnificence of nature
Makes me fall to my knees.

Such breathtaking beauty
Brings me to overwhelming tears,

As it captures my heart,
Embraces my soul,
And strips me
Of my anxiety and fears.

Valleys,
Hilltops,
Wildflowers,
Streams,

Serene, soulful nature
Vividly alive in my dreams.

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

People often ask me...

"How do you manage life
Having 5 daughters?"

My reply is always the same...

"I couldn't manage life
Without my 5 daughters!"

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

Shall I stop writing
Because you do not read?

Shall I stop trying to get through life
Because you think
I will not succeed?

Shall I stop planting my thoughts -
Each poem a precious seed,

Shall I stop being myself
Because you do not see beauty
In self-expression,
Or because you see a wildflower
As a ****?

What do you want from me?

You be you!
Let me be!

By Lady R.F. (C)2017