I am a woman , I should be timid - They say
I am a human , I know no limit  - I say,

My existence is not meant for your judgment
Crushing me is not a sign of your triumphant,

My love for you has always been abundant
Why am I the one to make all the adjustments,

Look into my eyes , you'll see a twinkle
Savaging it , is so sinful,

My demand for freedom makes you reluctant
Clothed in societal norms , I have to bear its repercussion,

How are the governing laws so different for Both
What makes you so nervous of my growth,

Why do I have to fight for what is my right
Why do you enjoy my plight,


Being submissive is declared my attire
No one hears what my heart desires,

I am not the one to dance on your note
I am a volcano that erupts on my own,

I don't demand anything extraordinary
All I seek is equality,

Equality to Breathe without fear
Equality to be safe my dear!!!!!

You’re enough to be more than good for me but for her you are just enough to be good

Depression is were you want to be alone,
But at the same time you dont want to be lonely.
Depression is where everything is going right,
But you're still sad.
Depression is wanting to go out,
But at the same time not wanting to socialize.
Depression is feeling trapped,
Trapped in your own mind
and no one understands.
Depression is having scars on your thighs and arms,
Scars from the battle you fought.
Depression is having sleepless nights,
Depression is shouting for help,
But no one hears you.
Depression is fighting demons deep
inside you.
Depression is not something to laugh at,                                    
So grow up if you think depression is just an act,
Depression is something serious.

To know Her was to love Her
To love Her was to show Her
all that then We together
could become to be

Then to be a loving couple
in the subtle settled company
of life's contented sublimity

All reason to
that purpose of the flame
that would sustain us.

Dreaming on
that life would always be
as it once then was
In the wondrous beauty
of Love's light of life

Still to know Her
was to love Her
To love Her
was to show Her
what once back when
We together became to be.

-R.

12.15.17
-LA
-4MAR

Way beyond Moscow
where the people they live
The steppes and the forests
the shores and the streets

They sing the new songs
of a people now free
The tunes of great gratitude
for a place far away

That place where good people
they never would stop
Persistent and patient
they played all for one

Hardly a doubt
and forever a pledge
to share what they had
with those who had none

So when you lay down
and you have said
all your prayers
remember in Russia
the inconquerable brave-hearts
We America have won.

"It is good to have Russian friends."

-R.
(11.02.14)

Dear Mr. Depression
I have realized I am your Obsession,

You have made me a partner of your loneliness
Why are you guiding me to darkness,

Swayed away by your hypnotism
I make my way towards negativism,

I have lost interest in everything but you
People around are having no clue,

Are you my friend or my foe?
Coz you make my head blow,

I cannot deal with my blood boiling anger
Teary eyes I look out for an answer,

My days are so lonely my nights are so long
I now have a fear of the breaking dawn,

I feel so weak and numb
All I could do is to keep mum,

I am not getting killed , I am being suffocated
My inner peace is long awaited,

You make me so tired to fight
I beg you , This isn't right,

Shackles in my feet I can barely move
My Mind is in your trap but My heart disapproves,

The love in my heart is meant to overpower
You are unaware of the strength of my will power,

Slowly and steadily I change my direction
Your world was nothing but a deception,

I not only want to live I want to feel alive
Your foul intentions cannot keep me deprived,

Far away I see a light
Hope is standing on that side,

I promise not to look back while I start my Journey
Your pleas to keep me along are not worthy,

I might be late
But I'll make sure I reach that gate!!!

You might not know the real me
The One you see and roams free
and the other whom you read locked in my poetry
I am a soothing breeze when heard
I could be a volcano in words
Gentle as a dewdrop on your window in a beautiful winter morning
I am the storm trapped in my pages rumbling and alarming.
Flip in the pages once ready for the thunder storm and fire flashes
You'll meet the whole of me once this dust settles.

You'll not find me in the memories locked in your heart
Open your window and lookout for the brightest star
I am the one Shimmering and twinkling looking over you

Before the dawn fades me away....

As it is in the flesh and bones
  of every man and woman
    and child
and the name and blood
  of every god
as it is within every heart beat
  of every dream
the sting and weight
  and beauty of life
is the essence that makes
  all things mortal
nothing is eternal
  as even forevers
    have their end
and as we breath
  and die
    and dream
from one existence
  into another
we lose and find ourselves
  in and out of time
and as we sleepwalk through
  the skull of death
   and the womb of life
we catch a glimpse of that
  which lives within
  and outside of all
that which defies time and decay
  and in an unending song
  and single thread
we see everything
  is connected
   by love