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Frustration and disappointment
ganged-up on me,
then fear and anger jumped in -
suddenly, it became four against one.

I wanted, so much, for my mind
to throw the white towel in,
but it was too late
because my heart got knocked-out!
Hence, for my soul, it was lights out!
~ The four of them won.

By Lady R.F ©2017
Remaining true to ourselves
Is vital for our souls health.

By Lady R.F ©2017
O Majestic Mountains,
The wind cannot shake you -
You continue to stand tall and proud,

You do not flinch at the sight of storms,
You aren't bothered by the darkest cloud.

O Majestic Mountains,
Strong enough to keep holding fast
To your sturdy ground,

Encompassed by beautiful nature,
You are always found.

Regardless of how much pressure
Is placed upon you,
Nobody can break you -
If you do happen to give way, or crumble,
It is by the will of God  - The Almighty!

With his love,
You are never alone,
You stand confidently ,
Daily and nightly.

O Majestic Mountains,
Even whilst you are engulfed
By extra long periods of dark, dark shade,

Your mighty will
And your strength,
Never ceases,
Nor does your impeccable beauty
Ever fade.

I pray, to be as brave as you,
And to share with you,
Your every super, powerful attribute,

O Majestic Mountains,
Of the Earth's sacred lands,
How I truly do admire you!

By Lady R.F ©2017
First poem for 2017

Happy New Year HP!
Whispers,
In the midnight breeze,

They speak softly,
So gently,
Little secrets,
To the chosen leaves
On the sleeping trees.

In harmony,
Songs are sung,

Carried in the wind -
Nature's sacred secrets
On the branches,
Are now, no longer hung.

Can you hear the call
Between the heavens
And the trees,

Flowing through the air,
Dancing on the seas?

These whispers
Pass through,
Gathering all the leaves
That they need to take...

Cleansing the earth -
New leaves to be born
When nature gives birth;
Such songs are sung,
Before you wake.

By Lady R.F ©2016
Wishing you all
a very Happy New Year!
Filled with happiness -
Filled with cheer!

To all my friends
Here at HP,
Your support, this past year,
Has meant so very much
To me!

Happy New Year
To one, and all,
See you next year,
Not faraway at all!

Regards,
Rosalie - Lady R.F
***
I've made mistakes,
More than I care to remember,

I'm the only one
That I can blame,
I began making them
The year that I was born--43 years ago
In December.

My intentions,
Where always, to do good,
But somehow it always backfired,

Someone always got hurt -
Usually me!
I think it's the way
That I was built and wired.

God knows how hard I always tried,
But I never could get it right,

Selfish people's darkness
would always drown my sunshine
and steal my daylight.

I never wanted to hurt a soul,
But I only had two choices:
Make someone else happy--and be miserable!

Or,

Make choices,
So that I may be happy--and become invisible!

I was never a bad person - On the contrary,
I was too good!

The biggest mistake I ever made,
Was not doing what I wanted -
What I knew, I should.

The moral of this little story
Is quite simple to understand...

Be a kind, good-natured human,
But don't live your life on demand!

I would love to say
That I have no regrets,

But I can't lie to anyone,
Or to myself;
You see, my heart...
It never, ever, forgets.

~ I'm slowly learning how to forgive myself
for not getting everything right,

I've had help from my precious children,
And from my man...
'Cause, having them, means...
That I got the most important part right!

By Lady R.F ©2016
Kaleidoscope vision
In a merry-go-round,
Carousel-like underworld,

Roller coaster experiences
In a haunted house,
Within an amusement park -
  Feeling nauseous - overwhelmed -
Dizzily swirled.

Out of breath,
On the ground--curled,

Deep
Down
In the
Netherworld.

Bumper cars on chase,
Crashing into me,

Nightmares, whilst wide awake,
Is what I regularly see.

Curious, scary clown faces
With open mouths,
Staring at me - following me - taunting me - Constantly,

This is what living with Anxiety
Feels like;
A freak show carnival
Taking place,
Inside,
And
Outside,
Of me.

~ Anxiety:
A repetitive nightmare!
A living Hell!
One, that I know, all too well!

By Lady R.F ©2016
Have you ever heard the sound
of someone's concealed, internal tears,
crying through the vibrations
of the still, dense silence?

A piercing,
screeching sound,
Whilst seeing invisible, warm blood
pouring from their eyes -
such horrific,
torturous violence.

Your soul feels
the shock
of the extreme pain--telepathically.
You feel helpless, to say the least...

A tainted soul,
truly horrified -
tortured
by their cruel,
internal,
dark, dark beast.

Have you? ... I have!

By Lady R.F ©2016
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