Be one with me, swim the waters
deep, pour forth tranquility of purity
on paths of life we walk.

Be my mate of perfection, in my
eyes you are that, you are my life
the gate I enter making us one,
complete with our mother who calms
our natural instincts.

Walk with me in the flowers of the
field, touch my heart with yours,
sing each song along with mine.

Be my freshness after a rain shower,
shine down on me like the star you
are, be my treasure, my light.

Be my forever love, keep thou golden
heart unto me, hold dear what I give
to you, for what I have given you no
one shall give you better.

Once two souls unite spiritual, their
shall be no turning back, it is written
that two spirits joined, is a link never
broken.  


By Derena (Harriet(
© 2018 Derena(Harriet) (All rights reserved)

Was raining hard that November
tears fell in silence, emotions
touched heart, life had suddenly
changed without a thought what
was to come.

The crisp wind blew across
tree tops of dying leaves, that
November in the rain, numbness
gathered attention among those
who loved him so.

Laying on a bed so cold, was a
dying man, so young, so brave
so unique in his ways.

He never seen through our
tears, he was dead , brain dead
laying on the bed, so cold, all
alone without a living mind.

His heart was kept pumping,
life support, was his heart
now, his soul was still within,
his mind was gone, he just
lie there in stillness upon
that bed so cold.

That one November it
rained so hard, the day
my brother was taken
home, oh how it rained
when darkness feel upon
those who loved him so
many years ago..

(Dedicated to my Twin Brother)


By Derena
© 2018 Derena (All rights reserved)

Ever find yourself getting
up on the wrong side of
the bed, knowing your
going to have one of those
days!! Guess what!
everything went wrong,
first, the letters slipped
out of the mailbox when
I went to mail
them.

The cat ate the dog food
the dog ate the cat food
The fish tanks pump
went dead, with the fish,
swimming on there sides.

I left the house, tripping
gracefully over the stepping
block, got my neck caught
on a rose thorn trying to get
the morning paper the boy
threw in the thorny rose bushes.

The dog next door came
in the yard, took a big dump
on my new planted grass, the
city gave me a ticket, for planting
flowers to close to the fire
hydrant..

I went to work, found someone
parked in my parking space, my
computer decided to stop working
and the coffee tasted like tar.

Went to the store, on my way
home, checked everything out
at the counter, realized I had
left both my wallet and charge
card in my other hand bag.

I was about to scream, when my
son came home from school wearing
a black eye, which his girlfriend gave
him for something stupid he had
said to make her upset.

Now was time for bed, and decided
to take a nice soothing bath to relax
my shattered nerves, when I realized
their was no hot water, because the
hot water tank had broken.

I just had it, got into bed, thanking
God for giving me a wonderful day to
tackle, with patience and gratitude.

I figured if thanking God for a wonderful day
my day tomorrow may be just great which I
needed so badly to be, after the stress of
today's craziness.

Should I tell you what happened on my
wonderful day, I thought would be great?
I really better say nothing about it.

(Please don't expect to always have beautiful day)

By Derena  (Harriet)
© 2018 Derena (Harriet) (All rights reserved)

i love it when it rains,
when it pours,
calming what pains,
the scatter of our devours
releasing what remains,
reminiscing what was once ours

it is such a soothing,
calming feeling,
to know that my tears
aren't the only one
falling,
flowing.

flashes,
crashes,
the remaining of our memories,
the haunting melody of our lullabies,
all gone,
all done.

goodbye, big-hearted ego.
just let it all go.
see you, long lost love.
you’ll always be kept in my trove.
farewell, my lover.
it’s all over.

(rhyme, chime; t.a.)
10/28/17

What do you do when you miss someone you’re not supposed to miss?
When the feeling often suffocates you and stirs up your insides,
When your conscience seems to be blindfolded by the undying need of a second chance
When the flashes of memories came back all at once,
as you find yourself so eager to reach them

Although you know deep in your heart
that he’s not coming back,
not even a thought of it
ever crossed his mind,
in his vast, busy life,
and in no way affected by your absence

You are fully aware
that he broke you.
He’s the faulty one.
But you also realize that
deep inside,
you would wholeheartedly give him
a second chance,
wrapped in a heart shaped box,
with knotted bows,
and a message,
an ode,
for him to come back
in your arms.

— t.a.
12/31/17, 1:58am

my conscience is blinded
by the sweet taste of nostalgia
and now all i can recall is
how alive,
how exuberant you made me feel,
instead of the ****** you bestowed
to my soul,
absentmindedly,
without a doubt.

— t.a.
02/14/18

I want to fly
In the blue sky

I don’t have Aeroplane
Nor have wings

I still choose to fly
Through my imagination

I bet I’ve experienced
Pleasant and happy journey

Much more than those
Who have wings or Aeroplane.