HEED!

HEED!

On rough seas

Sails life's ship...

Tossing and tumbling

Against the rise

It goes...

Frightened, life

Cries for help

Alas, the waters

Roar

Drowning the

Calls of life 

So poor!

Skies overcast

Plunge down

 Menacingly

Life to grab

And take...

The voice calls

Gasping 

With every toss

And tumble

Of the ship

Now, resembling 

A wreck...

Does no one

Hear?

How can none care?

Life is violently

Helplessly

Fading...

Heed!

Ignore not...

Life's plea!

The seas will

Continue tumultuous 

And the skies

Shall bear down

To steal calm

By instilling an 

Unshakable fright...

Step forward 

Row ahead

In lifeboats 

Save the life 

Reaching our

Desperate for

Help and comfort...!

       FREDEĹRIKA MENEZES 

MEMORIES ANEW

MEMORIES ANEW

Shattered,  it lies

Each bit a memory 

Every fragment

A feeling...

The waves of

Sorrow

Drown it

Winds of fury

Sweep it away...

The broken 

Gets caught in 

A whirlwind!

It isn't a storm

Of joy.

Rather  one of 

Melancholy...

In the whirl of

Wind

The pieces and

Fragments 

Unite

Even as they are 

Carried away...

Oh such is

The splendid sight...

The shattered, whole

Again...

Waves of hurt

Reach it

 No longer

For tne anger filled

Wind

Has carried away 

The debris...

In it's place 

Life anew

Stands, runs

And dances

Creating memories 

Afresh

Rememberences

No longer of 

Pain

But of unending 

Happiness...!

        FREDERIKA MENEZES 

MY INDIA

MY INDIA

I awoke this

Morning 

With a great awe

In my heart

And on my lips

A glory song...

Of tall greens

And bubbling

Streams

Growing and flowing

With roots

Deep in rich soil

Wàtèrèd by 

Guŕggling waves

Of rivers pouring 

Into brooks and lakes...

About the hard

Working 

Woman, man 

And child

The song

Went on...

Oh how these

Live...

By the sweat 

Of their brow

Along with stolen 

Youth

They make ends

Meet!

The varied hues

From garments to

Ways of life

These form the

Bridge

To my rhyme 

Song...

The brave human

Defenses

Together with intelligent 

Man-made aids

And the brain weavers

Governing my land

Are the chorus

Of this here 

Song...

From dawn

To dusk

I hum  of

The greatness 

That is my

India...!,

   FREDERIKA MENEZES 

AT THE CENTRE OF CALM

AT THE CENTRE OF CALM

A quiet cry

Rips through 

The bright dark...

Tears fall

In hurt and fright...

All around 

Life is calm!

Pain inflicted

By words

And hands

Meander

Upon the body

Heart and soul...

Smiling through tears

Weeping

Through laughs... 

Hours turn 

Dawn to dusk!

No safe haven

Does life

See...

For In tears

It, this seeks!

Patience and prayers 

Help not

For nothing but 

Talks are the actions

Taken...

Talk is mere

Speech

In the evil

Face of atrocity...!

           FREDERIKA MENEZES 

SUMMER CELEBRATION SIGHT

SUMMER CELEBRATION SIGHT

Oh, look

A feast is on!

The beautiful birds

Are having 

In a vast blue

Bowl,

Vanilla scoops

Of ice cream...l

It is a party

The king of all

Parties

To celebrate 

The Summer 

Season!

I can see the 

Vanilla scoops

Mingled with blackcurrant 

Ice cream !

Oh, how they 

Enjoy

My feathery friends 

With envious eyes

I look on...

It is not

That I want their

Share

Of creamy coldness...

For should I eat

A spoon

Break wind I shall

And it will not be

A pleasant smell!

Come along then

Summer star

Shine warm and

Bright...

Thus melting away

The birds' celebratory

Delight...

No  longer

Will I then be

Indulging in jealousy...!

        FREDEĹRIKA MENEZES 

NIGHTMARE DREAM

NIGHTMARE DREAM (inside the being of a war victim)p

I sometimes 

Wonder

If my life

Is a dream...

Where up

Is down

Wrong is 

Right...

Where living

Has to fight

Life!

Perhaps, it is

A reverie

In which I 

Lay

To the bone

Weary...

Maybe, am

Cowering...

Afraid of everything 

Happening around 

And to me!

An internal battle 

Between 

Mind and heart...

Unheard cries

Of àn imprisoned0

Soul...

Could I be 

Caught 

In what I feel,  

Hear and see

In my agonizing 

And treacherous 

Sleep dream?

If this is

Indeed so,

Wake me quick

To a fairer 

Ŕeality...!

     FREDERIKA MENEZES