We’ll be healed
We’ll be fine
Once we’re done
With all the cryin.
Cross the days
Count the nights
This very darkness
Will be our light.
I feel the future
Together life renewed
We’ll get through this
Just me and you.
-Ramona Arena 2016
Tag Archives: words
Of Fairytales and…
Stupid girl
Gullible fool
Can you not see through
What he’s trying to do?
It’s the oldest trick
Experience can’t hide
He won’t take no
It’s a matter of pride.
So stop being daft
Prancing in your bubble
This unicorn’s a dragon
He’s good at nothing but trouble.
Stop listening
To all he says
Use the brain you’re given
Don’t be another number in his bed.
– Ramona Arena 2016
Traumatic Progression To Nothing
For every gift I was given,
To find out – like Santa – the giver was fiction.
For every promise carefully packaged
To arrive broken; faster than UPS Express could deliver.
For all the times my rusty window was forced open
Stripping even the hollowness out of the hollow.
There’s nothing now for anyone and so it shall stay-
Useless, barren and bare.
Oh wait- there’s only one thing that lingers
The stench of morbid despair.
-Ramona Arena 2016.
Games (Part 2)
Used on repeat
Deceived each time
Pitifully dumb
Their loyalty stays blind.
This disease, this herd mentality
All they do is suffer
Believing various Gods
Will miraculously make it better.
Sacrifice a child,
Marry a tree
Pollute mother nature
With your sins in her purity.
Only this,
Will rid you off your karma
Poverty is your destiny
Surrender your money, with your daughters.
Imbeciles!!!
Driving us all to doom
Believing in tradition
Unable to fathom the very anthem they croon.
They stay trapped in their misery
Frustrated and lost
Dripped in hypocrisy
This damage is beyond cost.
-Ramona Arena 2016
**DISCLAIMER: This poem does not reflect on any country, party, organization or corporation, religion or any other such thing in particular. It is an artistic expression of thought – as all my other writing is.
Games (Part I)
They been playin
Playin dirty
Dirty with minds
Minds they keep illiterate
On a tight leash they’ve kept disguised.
Foolish thoughts encouraged,
Have led to fragile times.
Impulsive, emotional reactions,
Never thought through with a rational mind.
What about the repercussions?
What about the damage?
What about shameless absurdity?
What about their crimes?
Who dares ask such questions
Big bucks and powers allied
Quickly silence their voices,
Arrest them, rape their wives.
Democracy is an illusion
They can never let it thrive
How will they ever benefit
Through harmony and equal rights?
So beasts and wildlings’ve been bred
For a majority of free willed votes.
They’ll gulp down anything without a doubt
Like unsuspecting, to-be-slaughtered goats.
-Ramona Arena 2016
**DISCLAIMER: This poem does not reflect on any country, party, organization or corporation, religion or any other such thing in particular. It is an artistic expression of thought – as all my other writing is.
How Far May I Go?
‘How far may I go?’
I ask my mind.
‘Seeing how
You confine yourself physically
To the parameters of a walled box,
Not very far I’m afraid’
It said.
‘How far may I go?’
I asked my heart.
‘Seeing how
You confine yourself emotionally,
Torturing and blaming yourself for love’s evasive existence,
Not very far I’m afraid’
It said.
‘How far may I go?’
I then asked my soul.
‘Seeing how
You confine yourself spiritually,
To the earthly limitations of humanity,
Not very far I’m afraid’
It said.
‘How far may I go?’
I finally asked God.
‘Seeing how
You are so desperate to believe,
In my existence, in justice, in miracles and hope,
Not very far I’m afraid’
Said… ?
-Ramona Arena 2016
Birthday Verse (written for a dear friend)
From my heart to you:
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.
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!
-Ramona Arena 2016
Fight (Meant to be read to the ticking of a clocks hand – seconds)
Breathe
Fight
Try
Fight
To be heard
And seen
Accepted
Dream
It’s a fight. Fight.
Walk
Fight
Work
Fight
Love
Fight
Honesty
Fight
Fuck it all
Insane
Insignificant
A game
It’s a fight. Fight.
-Ramona Arena 2016
Can you hear me now?
We hopped on board
To take a trip
Where chameleon skies
Left us mesmerised.
The sailing was smooth
The salt cleansed our skin
With breezes warm and gentle
Good times would finally begin.
The tides had changed
To the whims of the moon
What should have been a symphony
Was now a mere tune.
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear what I’m saying?
Without the dignity
Of coming to a halt
I was thrown overboard
Convinced it had to be my fault.
Not even the respect
To give me a why
Your boat sails on the water
I drowned in, as I cried.
The tides had changed
To the whims of the moon
What should have been a symphony
Was now a mere tune.
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear what I’m saying?
-Ramona Arena 2016
Pointless.
I’m sad
I’m so sad
I’m helpless
Despite trying my hardest.
You’ve known me before
Admired my strength and courage
I’m broken now
In your eyes of pity, I’ve fallen.
Be that as it may
I don’t give a damn
It was never about you
My life, my plans.
I’ll stand if I can
But I hope that I die
Cuz a life without you
Is a mockery of being alive.
-Ramona Arena 2016.
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