Everyday

Wake up.

I’m alive.

Why.

Brush my teeth.

Eyes so dull.

Spit with disdain.

Dejected.

Disillusioned.

With humanity, the universe,

Gods and life.

Chant.

Meditate.

Music.

Study.

Pets.

Nothing.

Not distracted.

No goals.

No ambition.

No will.

No fight.

No strength.

Not hopeful.

Faithless.

Pointless.

Everyday.

One constant thought.

One hounding feeling.

I’m alive.

Why.

-Ramona Arena 2016

 

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I was built for bigger things

Than loving some man,

Taking care of him,

Living, sharing, traveling, creating together…

Well. That’s what they all say.

 

But they don’t know that you’re not just ‘some’ guy.

That I don’t need bigger things.

That I have no direction to follow, if you aren’t my home.

That ambition, achievement are repulsive & futile,

Never a compromise, nor option when it comes to us, to our love.

-Ramona Arena 2016.

From my heart to yours…

Stand under the rays

Of the sun with open arms.

Surrender with eyes shut tight,

Heart open wide.

 

Let the light of purity,

Heal every nook and cranny;

Evaporate anything that lays buried or hidden,

Which is no longer of benefit to you.

 

Let the light of love

Fill any holes

Without even letting you know,

They were bare

 

Let the light of forgiveness

Beam upon you kindly

As you allow the light,

To penetrate your soul,

Purify your mind.

 

Release it all,

With deep breaths of sweetness,

Everything you possess,

Except the peace

Which causes you to smile within,

Even though you deny it.

 

Accept the love,

Dance in the blessings.

The sun shines for you dearest,

With all her might!

Get drunk with gratitude

Let it be your light,

So even if the sun does set,

You’ll sail through every tide!

Our Abundance!

There is a place

Where you and I will soon meet again.

Eyes fixed upon each other,

Relieved with gratitude.

For we have found with and within ourselves,

The divinity of eternity

The sanctity of commitment

The answered prayer of love.

And so, we stand intoxicated.

Deep in the familiar embrace,

Of a hundred thousand lifetimes,

Where we are safely back home at last.

This, is our blessing called abundance!

-©Ramona Arena 2016

Answers that I seek and want,
Do their best to evade me.
Another sunrise shows up,
To taunt, humiliate me.

My very existence,
Is that of a hollow drum.
Broken strings,
Warp a Gibsons perfect strum.

Beguiled,
Forlorn,
Pages from the midst of my lifes’ story,
Gone.

Must we always finish each chapter,
Or is it trivial paltriness?
Market shares wouldn’t feel the plunge,
Of a carefully crafted mess.

Unable to connect,
Vacuous as death,
Desperately floundering,
Life, I’m bowing out of your test.

-©RamonaArena2015

Baring It All.

Just as the cool dew of morn
Kisses every blade of green
You don’t have to smile, she cooed
With moisturising timidity.

Parched, like dry, cracked land
For oh so long
He’d forgotten the taste of rain,
As her words he absorbed.

Tis better than the alternative
He grimaced unwittingly.
For he meant to flash another smile
Maintaining appearances & dignity.

Her tone of vanilla
Took on a softer hue
In order to lift the floodgates
And let the water through.

Leave it be
Let the candle burn.
Don’t worry about the flicker,
It’s a part of it’s sojourn.

Her gaze lay fixed
Upon his stare
Tears also make moments
Memorable and rare.

He looked at her suspiciously
As the winds of caution blew
Dark clouds rolled in continuously,
Squeezed dry, leaking through the roof.

With defences disguised in the form of clothes,
No recollection of when she stripped him bare,
He now lay covered in those very drops of dew
Reflecting her light through the sunshines’ glare.

-Ramona Arena 2014.

Hush

Hush.
Shhh.
Don’t say a word.

Unless your fingers and tongue
Tell my bare skin what you heard.

So hush.
Quiet.
Don’t you dare speak.

Let tepid pearls of consolidated sweat,
Have us drown in saccharine sheets.

-Ramona Arena 2015.