Rica Writes

Vulnerability A soft spot in my soul Yet wieldy enough To alter my perspective A gentle whisper In my thoughts To which Indifference has always been an option Self-implemented tolerance Has polished My careless inclination Until I fooled myself Into believing   That I am, and always Will be… Strong. But this weakness is Destined to betray me I suspect I let go of my Idealistic expectations And open my eyes And my heart To a new light Some shaft of light Will always be Bound to pin me down Until I realize The sudden pain Of knowing that My weakness Has struck me again Reality comes too Strong, it makes me sick. A tremendous gravitational pull, designed for my legs exclusively. The staccato rhythm of my heart will soon succumb. Until waves of emotion gradually calm down. Silent again bent knees.

The Dreamer He is but a dreamer In the world of reality He is such an enchanter In his magical fantasy. Among other gentlemen He’s standing out He respects all women And believes them with no doubt. He has his own charm In his very simple way His eyes are so warm More than anyone could say. He dreams a life so wondrous With heart of alacrity He has mind that’s virtuous A model of pure sanity. He’s a dreamer of divine faith A true lover of peace He possesses a good gait Reveals wisdom that will never cease.

Life- as I’ve Learned I gamble with nothing But my life. Betting on its zenith And nadir is never A choice…but  A necessity Walking in air or Walking on fire Is an outcome Of decision involuntary Or not Finding the crooked way Is easy- which I have learned, Will eventually lead to  A rain soaked misery Abject days and Sleepless nights are Fruits of Skyrocketing pride Tears fall reluctantly With wounded expectations.

She and the bottomless Pitfall ...And then she fell, Into that bottomless hole, Devoid of sensibility… For she said it was a force With invincible gravity. Of course she was exultant, Because passion is magnificent! But what she didn’t know, Extreme pain was bound to follow… Now she’s falling deeper Into that hole. The imminent pain, has already Kept up with her And she felt it soak her through, Body and soul… “The pain is excruciating”, said she, “And it’s devouring me”. So she decided, to get to the Bottom of it all, go back To where she was Before she saw the enticing hole But alas! She was too weak To go back! And how? The predicament is Unbearable…and heart, so reluctant. So she decided to gather her Sense and dominate her heart… “I’ll find the bottom and use My feet to push myself up” -But then again…how can she, When she has fallen…into bottomless pitfall?

Smooth Rejection Living on the edge, Striving painfully. Evidence of misery, Desperately held back, Hard earned piety, Thoroughly took for granted… Bliss wrongly thought of, Finally coming to halt. Inexplicable fury Now feels irrational, Slowly coming to believe That time is assuage. Mind silently in search For something quite obscure, With heart sorrowfully hollow, And head in spinning maze. Tormented soul can’t breath… Dark shadow of dejection, clouding up above Solitary soul, left with nothing… But the light of hope.

I Never Could… I never could completely explain… How I feel as days begin, The exulting feeling that I feel inside So hard to suppress, how could I hide? I never could completely imagine… How you have made yourself seen; From the whirlpool of fantasy, Suddenly emerging into reality I never could completely understand... How you brought the sun into my hand The way its light slips through my mind Simply reminds me you’re always be kind

The Arrow People stumble, people fall; Do forget and do recall… Things were going so mundane ‘Til the day I went insane T’was an ordinary day… What happened, I can’t quite say My moves turned out indiscreet; I was struck, I reckon it Yes I did, I guess I fell Weird feelings came out of shell Shallow- rooted, though it was Yes it hit me, Yes it has.

Vicissitudes Flow of our lives can’t be predicted, Some things happen when least expected; Today we are screaming in exhilaration, Next we are weeping, down in frustration Deviation happen, though can’t be foreseen, We don’t even know when we’ll smile again, Miseries… oftentimes do occur, Making our days rather obscure; But fret not my friend, For tonight is not the end The morrows always come No reason to be glum Cling to your faith, possess fortitude Don’t forget your prayer and its magnitude Never prevent your tears from falling Because with them, the courage is growing.

Perplexed Years swiftly come and go But not my love for you. It lingers in my heart Sweeter than any tart. Quite don’t know what to say, When you’re just steps away… My eyes are paralyzed My mind is mesmerized. A sight of you makes me sworn Makes me feel like a moron. Don’t you know it’s killing me? When you won’t glance my way? It’s simple but complicated I feel often frustrated And I’m only asking why, Do I have to forget and cry?

Ces’t La Vie Life is a gamble, Of special sort it is. It takes so much of struggle More than scaling a precipice. Draped with enigma it seems, But of transparent reality. Surrounded with wondrous dream; Which may never have certainty. In every path, there’s a snare, Which may catch you easily. You might stumble with a stare; So be rough and be ready!