TORN
Life's been
Torn
In half.
Like an
Old
Postcard,
It stands.
Ir has
Been glued
Together
But the
Tear
Shows.
A scar
Right
Down
The middle
Tells
A tale!
It is
The story
Of why,
When and
By whom
Life was
Raped.
If only
Someone
Can
Read
The jagged
Space.
Yes
Life's torn,
Battered...
Will it
Ever
Be
Whole
Again?
From
Life,
What was
Stolen
Can it
Ever be
Replaced?
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE WRONG SAY
Laughter...
It lives
Behind
A somber
Wall.
Why?
None know.
Smiles
Have been
Hidden
By
Weepy eyes.
Songs
Are
Sighs!
Joy has
Seeped
Through
Life's
Cracks
Like a
Thief
Having
Stolen
Preciousness!
Why has
It
All
Happened,
Who can
Say...
Someone
Along
Somewhere
Perhaps
Spoke
A wrong
Say.
This led
To all
Things happiness
To be
Kept
Away!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE CRIME
The crime
Was
Commired
Orders
Followed.
There
Sure was
A struggle
To achieve
The
Goal.
Things thrown
Around...
The floor...
Dust
Disturbed!
The walls
Rang out
With
Wild cries.
They echoed
About.
They told
Of
The happenings,
Of all
That was
Lost
Yes, a
Crime
Was commited
The murder
Of trust
The loss
Of love!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
MY WISH
Staring at
The
Setting sun,
I made
A wish...
I closed
My eyes
And on the
Wind
I let it
Drift.
I said
Let it
Find
A place
To nest
So the
Words
Would hatch!
I felt
The wind
On my
Face...
My wish
It did
Take...
Upon the
Waves
I saw
It
Ripple...
I knew
Then
My wish
Would come
True.
I'd soon
Be
A mermaid
Mythical
And beautiful!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
TEA
So
I made
Myself
A cup
Of tea.
Adding
Two
Spoons
Of sugar,
I sat
To sip
It.
Steam rose
Before
My eyes
Making
Me
Blink.
I placed
The cup
Down
Thinking
I'd let it
Cool!
Just then
A knock
On the
Door
Told me
I had
A
Visitor!
Sure enough
It was
Mt friend
Come to
Say
Hello
.
I offered
Her tea
And she
Accepted
With
A smile
As we
Sat
Catching up
On lost
Whiles...
It was
All so
Nice
So cozy.
Two friends
Connecting
Over
Tea.
And we
Then sipped
It.
Simultaneously
Spitting
It out...
You see
It was
Two
Spoons
Too salty
Oh my
Tea!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
REACH OUT
Hunger
Stares
Humanity
In the
Face.
Death grips
Life
In a
Vice.
Will no
One
Reach out
A feeding
Hand,
Will no
One
Wave a white
Flag?
It is
Our future
That
Suffers
Because of
Our
Present
Inaction!
Does it not
Hurt
To see
Little
Helpless
Children
For care
Weep?
Have we
Become
So
Insensitive
Or are we
Merely
Showing
Our truest
Hues
Of inhumane
Humanity?
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE ONCE TOWN
The town
Square
Once
Teeming
With
Life,
Now lies
Open,
Bare.
The wind
Carries
In its
Womb
Memories
Of delight..
Stores
Sleep.
Their eyes
Have
Been closed
For
Long whiles!
One can
Almost
Hear
And see
Passersby
On foot
And in
Cars.
The streets
Busy.
Life lived
Here
Once
Until it
Stopped.
The trees
Are
Watchers.
They live
Still.
They know
How
It was
But never
Again
Will be...
Lfte has
Moved on
Only dwelling
In
The wind
And tree
Boughs'
Memories!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
SUMMER FROZEN
The calender
Shows
Summer
In a winter
Home.
The grandfather
Clock
Rings out
Silence.
Time
Has stopped!
The year
Must have
Been jolly
For the
Scent of
Happiness
Lingers
Faintly.
The air
Is heavy.
It carries
Like a
Baby
Cascades
Of
Living
Memories.
Grimy window
Panes
Watch
The inside,
Like someone
Weary.
The blank
Expression
Talks
Louder
Than words.
Witnesses
So many
Of them...
They have
Been
Looking
At the
Summer
Frozen
In the
Echo
Of stopped
Time
Once alive!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
SENTINELS
Serenity.
The quiet
Before
A storm.
The set
Table
Holds
Bowls
And plates
Wearing
Time coats.
A feast
In many
Was once
Had...
In a warp
Of time
It now
Stands!
Outside
A lone car
Sits.
It is
A sentinel
Of
Happy days!
Inside and out
Time
Is
Rooted
To when
It flowed
In captured
Stills
Of smiles
And
Reels
Of living
Whiles!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE PASSAGE OF TIME
Songs not
Played
Sit on
Records.
Their words
Forgotten.
Melodies
Faded
Memories
In time.
Once
Bearers
Of delight,
They now
Sit
In discs
Quiet..
The walls
Are bare
When once
They held
Beauty
In frames.
In this
Place
The past
Reigns!
The floor
Is
Cold.
No feet
Walk on
It
Like once
They did...
Shoes
Are dressed
In
The passage
Of time.
The place
Breathes
A decay
Of
Joy.
It must
Have
Been
A while
Of
Life
Well lived
Within
The walls!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE DUST SPEAKS
Eyes
Unseeing
Yet
Taking it
All in.
The chaotic
Scene
Lies not
About
What happened.
Scissors
Have shorn
Clothes.
A broken
Mirror
Reveals
Life
In shards!
Outside
The sun
Weeps
For all
It has
Seen.
The rocking
Chair
Awaits
With.open
Arms
For the ones
Who
Sit
There...
Long while
Have gone
By..
The dust
Alone
Can tell
Time.
Silent
Words
Are spoken
Out loud
Even as
The eyes
Unseeing
See
The void
That is,
Has been
And will
Be
Around!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
CRIME SCENE
The empty
Room
Speaks
Volumes.
An unmade
Bed
Startes
Gaping
At
Everything.
Pillows
Lay
Holding
Evidence
Of dreams!
There are
Toys
Strewn
About the floor.
They speak
In
Silent tones
Of what
Went on!
Photo frames
On
Paint peeling
Walls
Talk of
An Era
Gone by.
Sheets are
Spread
Half on the
Bed
And ground.
A clock
Counts
Time
Aloud.
It's all the
Scene
Of a
Crime
Not yet
Found out!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
HOPE
It just
Lays there,
The poisoned
Needle...
It's untouched...
The venom,
Glistening still
Invitingly.
Little keys
To, a drift
Away
Are scattered
About.
They are
Evidence
Of life
Preserved!
A shoe
Nearby
Tells of
A
Quick getaway
.
No goodbyes
A sudden
Change
Of mind!
The faintness
Of hope
Lingers
Over
The scene...
It guards
The sight
With little
Strength
It has
Left.
Still
Resilient
It will
Not give
Up...
Hope
In
Near
Hopelessness!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE FABRIC OF JOY
Happiness
Unhinged
In the
Wind
Swirls.
Waves
Crash
In the
Loud silence...
The sky
Is alight
Burning
Memories!
The fabric
Of joy
Has been
Shredded
Within
Colloused
Deeds.
High above
A pale
Moon
Peeks.
The story
Is
Told
By water
Ripples.
Happiness
Twirls
Before
Breaking
Free
To be carried
Away
To another
Shore
A different
Waking.
Maybe
Even
A better
Reality!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE ABSENCE
Quiet.
An eerie,
Calmness
Breathes
Over
Everything.
Duat moths
Swirl
In the
Air
As though
Someone
Has
Disturbed
Them
From sleep.
A heavy
Tome
Lies
Open
To
A naked
Page...
The pen
Sleeps
Nearby
In a faint!
Water
In the
Crystal
Decanter
Sloshes
Gently around.
It has
Been tasted
Hastily
Through
Ruby lips
Or so
The glass
Says.
Someone
Sat on
The cushioned
Chair
Not too
Long ago...
A soft
Scent
Permeates
The air.
A tale
Untold
Hangs
With bated
Breath.
The truth
Of
Who was
Once
There!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE WITNESS
A lit
Cigar
On a crystal
Ashtray.
Dreams curl
Up
Unattained
Quiet reigns
Over
The scene
Time stands
Still!
A window
Is open
As though
For the
World
To peek...
Sunlight
Streams in
Bathing the
Silence.
Books on
Shelves
Sigh
Even as the
Curtains
Bellow
In the small
Wind
From outside!
No one
Has been
Here
No one
Will be.
For none
Can replace
The one
Stolen from
The scene.
The whiskey
Gleams
A rich hue
In the glass
From which
It was never
Sipped...
It can tell
The story
Of what really
Happened
In this
Library!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
ICE CREAM
Life is
An ice
Cream...
So delightfully
Engaging
When one
Is small
But
Predictably
Dull
As one
Grows old.
Rarely
Can
Ice cream
Surprise
Me...
The flavors
Are so
Well known
It's hardly
Ever worth
Getting
Excited
Over!
As a kid
I used
To
Enjoy
The cold
Flavors
But now
I feel
It's overrated.
Oh ice cream
Does have
It's
Magic,
Don't get me
Wrong...
It's just that
I know
The tricks
Of it all.
I'll tell you
Since you
Have taken
The time
This
Poem to read...
Ice cream.
Is a creamy
Liquid
Invite
To coughing
Sneezing
Dream.
Achingly
Disappointing!
Do you
Still like
Ice cream?
Oh, do
Tell me!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
WHAT LIFE SHOULDNT BE
What is life
Without
A smile?
Is a day
Without laughter
Worth-while?
Are weeks
With no
Friends
And no
Company
Worth
Living?
Solitude.
It is
A lonely
Word...
Never okay
To dwell
In
Unless
There's friendly
Company
Waiting!
Yes, life
Is not
Life being
Lived
Solitarily.
It is
Meant to
Be lived
With smiles,
Great laughs
And
Never leaving
Company.
Otherwise
Life is
A very
Sad monotony!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE HORROR
It was
Dark out
When I
Went
To bed...
Saying
Goodnight
To
Mum
I curled up
And slept.
The sleep
Was
Deep
I dreamed
Nothing!
Sometime
In the
Middle
Of the night,
I heard
A howl
And a
Piercing
Scream
I sat
Upright
Rubbing
Sleep from
My eyes
The window
Rattled
Even as
I heard
Yet another
Scream
Followed by
A loud
Growl...
I picked
Myself
Up
And ran
To
Mum.
Someone is
Out
There
I whispered
To her...
She calmed
Me
With soothing
Words
Mum said
It's only
Your own
Scream.
And the howl
Of the
Wind
That you
Have heard
Waking us
Both
My darling
Ghost!
I looked
At
Mum.
For a moment
Before
I joined
Her
In laughing
The fright
Away.
After all
It was already
The dawn
Of a new
Day!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
OF A DAY
The sun
Was out
When
I awoke...
Plants
Danced
In
The breeze
While the
Birds
Sang their
Songs.
I watched
It and
Listened
In awe!
What a beautiful
Place
To be.
Right there
In my
Rocking
Chair
Nearby the
Window
Sill.
I sighed
Happily!
I thought
To myself
Does life
Get better
Than this?
Silly me
I thought
Not
But I was
So wrong...
You see
As time
Went by
I saw
Squirrels
And butterflies
Going about
Their
Day
Nature,
O Nature
How lovely
Are your
Ways!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
STOLEN
A thief
Stole
My precious
Heart...
It's a gem
Hard
To put
A price tag
On...
I felt
The loss
Deep
But my
Heart
Still
Beat!
I could
Trace
The beats
And
I did..
They led
Me
To such
A beautiful
Soul...
With a garden
Of dreams
I wanted
To explore!
Dream after
Dream
I wandered through
The soul
As it, with
Life
Glowed...
My eyes
Met
The thief's
Own
And I knew
It was
Love!
Heart beat
Strong
I roamed
The soul
That had
Captured my
Very whole.
Love was
The robber
I'd been
Looking
For.
The one
Who held
My heart
Enamored!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
TEA TIME
I sat
Supping
Tea
With a
Biscuit
In my
Hand...
It was
Creamy
And
Crispy.
It Begged
Me,
To not
Eat it!
Oh please
Let me
Be
It said
So quietly,
I thought
I was
Dreaming
It...
I sipped
My rather
Hot tea
Thinking
How much
That biscuit
I wanted
To eat...
A lot
Of biscuits
In my
Time I
Have had
But
None that
Talked like
The one
In my
Hand!
Another
Sip Of tea
And at
The biscuit
I glanced .
I was
Torn
On whether
To put
It down
Or
Pop it
Into
My mouth!
The biscuit
Decided
For me...
Oh thank you
It said
May I now
Join
You for tea?
That was it.
I plopped
It in my
Cup
And put it
In my
Mouth.
Soggy creamy
Sweetness
Struggled between
My teeth
As I happily
Bit!
And so
My tea
Was
Complete
Deliciously
Without
Guilt!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
BIRDSONG
I sat by
Myself
Looking
Out
The window.
The sky
Was blue
The birds
Sang...
I hummed
Along
To the popular
Birdsong!
It's a
Famous
One
That's on
Top
Of every
Birdsong
Chart.
It's a ballad
Right from
Them birds'
Hearts!
They are
Widely known
For this
Hit and
Others...
Many a
Big awards
They have
Won
These
Feathery
Songstress!
Of them
I am
In awe
For
They are
Stars
Of not just
Their own
Kind
But of all
The world!
I sit listening
Marvelling
Enjoying...
I do wish
I could
Be
Part of
Their.
Bird band
If only
To sing
With them
First hand!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
KISSES ON THE WIND
As I blow
Kisses
On the
Wind
Hoping
They reach
You,
I think
To myself
I am
Such
A fool!
I could
Find
Many a great
Love.
If only
I direct
My kisses
Every which
Way...
Such a fine
Time
I'd have
Then
Experiencing
Varied
Romance!
I'd fly
On the breeze
With
My feet
On the ground,
I'd fly high
And
Low
Filled with
Love from
The deeps
To the
Shallows!
All day
Everyday
This would
Be the case.
Day and night
I'd soar
With delight.
But at the
End of
Each
Love
Somehow,
Tired
I'd feel
For none
Of it
Would be
Real!
So I'll
Stick to
Blowing
Kisses
On the Wind
Hoping they
Will find
You
For ours
Is the
Only romance
That's true!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE GIRL WHO DREAMED
It is
On the wings
Of a
Poem
That I write
These
Lines.
Never to
Disappear
Only maybe
Fade away
In time.
The ones
Who read
This
Rhyme
They will
Know
I am a girl
With
Soul.
I dreamed
Once
Of being
Someone
Renownsd...
I dream
About it
Still...
Perhaps
This
Rhyme
Will carry
My name
Through
Time.
Maybe it
Won't..
Either way
I'll write
In these
Lines
That to be
Celebrated
I wish
To be
For all
Whiles!
On the
Wings
Of this
Poem,
I take
Flight!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
HORROR MOVIE
Oh what
A face.
Early in
The morning
And I feel
Sunshine
Has forgotten
To
Awake.
Sigh...
I had dreams
I'd felt
So high!
I fear
That face
Not with
Dread
But with
The possibility
I might
Puke
All over
The bed!
It is
Such a
Killjoy.
The expression
Dark and
Frowny
A face
From a
Yet to be
Made
Horror
Movie.
I shall not
Watch
It for
Sure
As I already
Have seen
The trailer...
Hands down
It's an
Award winner
For the
Worst
Best film
Ever!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
MY FRIENDS
I sat
With my
Friends
On a
Rainy eve...
It was
Blowing hard
And the raindops
Danced
To the
Wind.
We watched
As we
Commented
On it
All!
My friends
Loved it.
Of course
They did
And why
Wouldn't they?
It was
Their first
Rain storm
Here, I should
Explain
My friends
Are
True game!
They can
Make
A boring
Thing
Feel interesting
In a grand
Way.
Indeed
My friends
Make
Great company
To have
Around
Whether its
Sun or
Rain!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
LET THEM PLAY
Toys, everywhere
Toys.
A child-s
Dream come
True.
It is the
Identity
Of their youth.
Not all
Can have
Play things
In today's
World...
The voice
Of laughter
Has been
Stolen
By war...
Leaders play,
Like
Children
With
Innocent
Lives.
Their games
Are teating
Lives apart.
Laughs
Are cries
Of innocence
Lost...
Nowhere
Are there
Toys.
It's so
Heart-wrenching
To see,
Read and
Hear.
The sirens
Of war
Drown the
Sound Of
Children
Playing
With toys.
Get a
Grip
Turn it all
Around.
Let toys be
Everywhere,
Let innocence
Abound.
Let peace
Reign
And war
End.
Let toys
Be played
With
By every
Child
In every
Land!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
BEHIND SLEEPY EYES
When my
Eyes
Are laden
With sleep,
It is you
I see.
Such a
Welcoming site,
I want
To
Embrace
You
To me...
Okay, you say
With your
Warm smile
And in
Your arms
I cuddle
Falling asleep
Instantly!
We have
Adventures
Together,
We are home...
We laugh
And are
Happy
I want
Nothing
More...
In your
Presence
I am
Whole!
When it
Is time
To awaken,
I am very
Reluctant...
I don't want
To lose
Sight
Of you...
You are
Never far
You tell
Me
You are
Always
In my
Heart,
Behind sleepy
Eyes
Within
Reach.
I know it's
True,
I agree...
You are
My reason
For waking up
And wanting
To sleep.
You are
Now
My
Beautiful dream
I long to
See!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
PRAISE OUR PAST
Oh let us
Speak
And act
Our part
From
The heart.
Let us
Tell tales
True
About our
Land
Me
And you.
With pride
Let us
Sing
Of who
We are..
Of out
Glorious
Past!
It has
Made us
The folk
That are
Loved
Around the
World.
Indeed
Without the
Past
Today wouldn't be
Ours
To behold.
Thanks to
It,
We are
The smartest,
Kindest,
Most friendly
Of the whole.
Praises, praises
Galore!
Truly
Let us
Shun not
Our history
For without
It
Here, we
Wouldn't be!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
THE KEY
A tinkle
Of a
Laugh
And I am
Head over
Heels
Charmed.
I find
Myself
Smiling!
I could
Dance
And
Prance
Just to the
Sound
Of
That
Laugh.
It's music
That's
Magic
Which
Is
Lacking
In this
World!
I have
It
Here
With me
The key
To the
World's
Anri-misery.
A tinkling
Laugh
Is what
It is!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
WITHIN EMBRACE
Oh gently
Hold me.
In your
Embrace
Let me
Be.
Smile and
Sing
The reflection
Of
Your soul.
That I
May
Feel wrapped
In you
Whole!
I will
Slip
My arms
Around
You
The better
To not
Fall free...
Without
This embrace
I dare not
Live.
Oh hold
Me close
Tenderly...
Within your
Embrace
I will
Breathe...
The joy
Of just
Being.
Me!
FREDERIKA MENEZES
