The Sun After the Storm

The Sun after the Storm

By: Monica Renata

In a world of endless silence

Stranded far away from home

No friend to talk to

Not a thing to call your own

Darkness infinitely surrounds you

You are in the middle of the sea

The storms are raging fiercely

Here is not where you want to be

Cold as the artic snowcaps

Face as pale as can be

Your hope is somewhat shattered

You crumble to your feet

Why have I been forsaken?

Why have I not have anything to call my own?

Why am I consumed with sadness?

Why don’t I have a place to call home?

To pity you is what you want

You want others to see

But sometimes you have the let your inner light shine

In order for you to truly open your eyes to see

In a world of endless silence

Stranded far away from home

No friend to talk to

Not a thing to call your own

Darkness infinitely surrounds you

You are in the middle of the sea

The storms are raging fiercely

Here is not where you want to be

But maybe you are supposed to be here

For maybe you will learn

Learn to believe in yourself more

Learn to be the sun after each storm

Sure at times you may have no one

Sure you may not have any place to be

But remember that pain is only temporary

And here in pain you will not always be

Standing Up Is the Hard Part

Standing up is the hard part

So much weight on your two feet

Moving forward into the world

Yet not knowing where that path leads

Standing up is the hard part

So many things you have to do

There are many goals to accomplish

And so many tasks to pursue

Standing up is the hard part

So keep standing and never get down

It might be painfully hard some days

But it’s better than being on the ground

TOo many times we fall face first

And are afraid to get back up

Too many times we let life knock us down

And we say we cannot and will not get up

Too many times we let opinions of others

Hold us down more and more

Too many times we didn’t rise up

Because it was just easy staying down on the floor

Standing up is the hard part

But it is better than defeat

Don’t let life get you down

Be all that you can be

And the times that you feel weary

And believe that you have no more strength

Remember that although your other option may be easy

The consequence is that in life you will never transcend

“If you are always afraid to get up after a fall, then you will never be able to progress in life. Standing up may be the hard part, but it also yields the most rewards. Continue to move forward in life and never let situations keep you down” –Monica Renata

Holding On

Holding On

By: Monica Renata

Holding on to hope

But is this hope true

Am I floating in dreams?

Am I hiding from the truth?

Actions do speak

But words confirm

Tell me your feelings

Let them be known

Holding on

But should I let go

My brain says yes

But my heart constantly tells me no

Actions do speak

But words confirm

But I can’t reveal

How much I feel alone

Holding on

Is what I constantly do

Hiding my feelings

While also hiding from the truth

Actions do speak

But words confirm

Before all I love myself first

So this can’t go on

“Sometimes you just have to know when to walk away. Never jeopardize your feelings for the sake of “getting” someone back in your life. If they left, it was a conscious decision they made. Just pick up your pride and move on.. “– Monica Renata 

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Bubble

Bubble

By: Monica Renata

Forever like a bubble

Floating softly in the wind

Admired by the children

As soon as its journey begins

To reach your peak in life

Then finally just pop

It’s great to be at the top sometimes

But sooner or later that time comes to a stop

“Always humble yourself… you never know when your time of greatness will come to an end.” –Monica Renata

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Full Circle

Full Circle

By: Monica Renata

Bricks thrown

House was built

Heart shattered

But it beats still

Taken advantage of

A lesson learned

Harsh words said

But never returned

Negativity launched

Catcher’s mitt full 

Passes by

But presence still known

Please be Careful of what is thrown

It comes full circle

This we know

Negativity thrown

Then made into something great

Replaced with positivity

Now whose heart aches?

Sitting in a house

While you sit alone

Lost everything

While you were being so cold

Bricks thrown

House was built

Bricks from your house that your hands built

Heart shattered

But it beats still

No longer for you, it only beats for me as it forever will

Taken advantage of

A lesson learned

Can’t even be mad because for my foolishness this I earned

Harsh words said

But never returned

Silence is better because I owe you no words

Please be Careful of what is thrown

It comes full circle

This we know

Monica Renata 
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Feather

Feather

By: Monica Renata

To only be a feather

Float lightly on the wind

Close eyes in wonder

And begin to pretend

Lightweight and beautiful

Floating round and round

Going on forever

Yet never touching the cold, hard ground

Admired by many

Yet captured by none

Started standing by many

Now floating as one

Going to new places

So light and so free

To only be a feather

And live not confined by what others want for me

“Live life freely. Don’t let others view of what your life should be confine you to their small world. Expand your horizons and live.” –Monica Renata 

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Cadaver's Dream

The night is young
The day is old

Wishing for a sign
Chills in my soul

Partially awake
Yet mentally sleep

Sweat drips down
Ice cold feet

Can't hear any sounds
Yet within screams

Looking in the mirror
Reflection can't be seen

Breathing hard
But gasping for air

Reaching for it
But it is not there

Beating heart
So shattered and weak

Pumping a fluid
That rejuvenates me

Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust

So close to death
I can feel her touch

Monica Renata 
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I Dreamed A Dream

I Dreamed A Dream

By: Monica Renata

I dreamed that life was splendid

I dreamed that life was neat

I dreamed that all my dreams would come true

And riches would be thrown at my feet

I dreamed of homes with marble

I dreamed of blue skies and crystal clean air

I dreamed of my prince charming

Waiting in the carriage made of glass

I dreamed that life was a fairy tale

I dreamed that all my wishes would come true

I dreamed of a world of splendor

Yet in my naïve mind I didn’t have a clue

Life is not a fairy tale

Some wishes don’t come true

You can’t always just be given what you want

You have to work hard too

So long are the dreams of glory

That I have so long dreamed

For life isn’t a fairy tale

And I have to put in work in order to receive

Receive my world of riches

Receive that house I yearn

I can’t just wait for it to be given

For that doesn’t happen like that anymore

To wish upon a star

Wait for a genie to grant my wish

I wasn’t born a princess

But I know happily ever after does exists

Was I at once foolish?

Was I once blind but now can see?

I dreamed life was a fairy tale

Yet reality is what my eyes meet

"Life isn't a fairy tale....but sometimes you can get your happily ever after. You just have to work hard to get it instead of waiting for it to happen" - Monica Renata 

Promises: Are they really made to be broken?

Promises…..How many of us have heard the statement that “Promises are made to be broken.”

I promise I won’t lie to you

I promise I won’t tell your secrets

I promise I would never hurt you

I promise

So many promises given, yet how many are actually fulfilled? I once believed that all promises would be kept. In my naïve mind, I actually believed that others knew the true value of keeping a promise. I thought that if I could do it, so could they. I let others promise me things and when they messed up I said to myself, “Oh this promise will become fulfilled in time”………and you know what…. They never did.

I was lied to

My secrets were told

I was hurt…

Promises broken and yet they cannot be repaired. Hurt felt deep down in your soul and a silent cry is released but only you can stand amidst your own agony. I trusted too many. I believed that too many would come through. They let me down. And by them letting me down, I felt like I let myself down for believing them.

Promises mean nothing…. Or so I thought…….

One day I made a promise to myself. I promised myself that I wouldn’t let others get me down. I promised myself that despite the hurt that others have placed on me, I will not let that emit to my friends and family. I promised that no matter how hard my life is I will never try to make anyone feel worthless. I keep my promises. I hold on to my words. If I say that I am going to do something, I will do it. It may be in two hours, a day, or even a year but when I make a promise I will fulfill it in the end.

The true value of a promise cannot be seen unless you keep promises with yourself. If you cannot even keep a promise that you make with yourself that entails that they are entirely worthless to you. Promises involve trust…And if you can’t trust yourself. Who else do you actually have?  

A promise is a statement telling someone that you will definitely do something or that something will definitely happen in the future.

I promise myself many things.

I promise to be better each day.

I promise to live a positive life.

I promise to try to make my mark on this world.

Promises…They are very special and involve a lot of trust. From what actually goes on around us, we may indeed think that promises are made to be broken. In life, we encounter a disappointments that results from promises that were not kept. We get hurt, and then we become bitter. We lose trust in mankind. We think that all people are bad…and the value of a promise becomes utterly worthless…. But in reality, a promise being broken shows that the other person lacks the ability to truly trust themselves. To make a promise, and then turn against it…..when one does this they are turning on themselves as well. Don’t get angry.

Hope that the person find themselves.

Hope that they truly begin to trust themselves.

Be happy that you aren’t them……

Just know the true value of promises, and don’t let others ignorance get you do. Promises aren’t made to be broken. For if you break a promise, you break the trust you have with yourself.

-Monica Renata

Hero's Curse

Hero’s Curse

By: Monica Renata

Volcanoes erupt.

The sky is filled with gray.

Who will come and save us

On this so unfortunate day?

Hearts are stricken with fear.

Eyes are filled with fright.

We need someone to save us.

We need someone to use all their might.

And amidst the gloomy stratosphere

Someone rises against the foe.

It appears to be a hero

Who has been frequently seen before.

Grateful are the people.

Two cheers for the battle that goes on.

We must applaud our hero.

For he is very strong.

His battle wounds will go ignored.

The fight will still go on.

And in the end he defeats the villain.

But inside he is torn.

For all the times he helped others

He never saw this deed repeat

For he helped others all the time

But wondered who would help in his time of need

And as the skies restore to blue.

His heart sinks instead of soar.

For he shall go to his hideout.

And wait til the next time he is needed once more.

The curse of being a hero.

People are always cheering so happily.

Yet no one can truly calm the sadness.

Which inside the hero they can’t see.

Who will save the hero?

The world may never know.

Yet when others are in need.

You will see him again once more.

A beautiful ending.

Yet such a tragic end.

The hero saves the world again

But the world won’t be his true friend

The Path to Victory

The Path to Victory

By: Monica Renata

Tomorrow is another day

A day to put my feet back on the grass

I can’t let the past losses disappoint me

I have to keep that in the past

Tomorrow is another day

In which I will continue to train

I have to keep getting better

Even if it means practicing in the storming rain

Tomorrow is another day

A day in which victory is close

For each day I give my all

I am placing fear in my foes

Work hard each day

Play harder on the field of life

Crushing all those against me

Victory is within sight

Tomorrow is another day

I said this long ago

And now I stand so much stronger

Than I have ever been before

The time is now that I face my fate

I smell triumph in the air

The path to victory I have taken

And it has lead me here

“The key to winning is positivity and believing in yourself. If you believe that you can conquer your world, then you are half ways there.” –Monica Renata  

The Unnoticed Bloom

The Unnoticed Bloom

By: Monica Renata

Today the flowers bloomed

But you didn’t even notice

Their fluorescent smell crossed the meadow

Yet your nose didn’t even notice

They were so beautiful and also bright

But your eyes could not see

You were surrounded by endless beauty

But your heart wouldn’t let you see

To be surrounded by such greatness

But inside filled with grief

Happiness is overshadowed

By the darkness which is inside deep

Deep within your battered soul

Deep within your heart

You can’t see the joy around you

If you house hate in your heart

Good days are bound to happen

And so are bad days as well

But it is up to you to decide

Which days will overwhelm

To hold on to something that brings you down

Makes no sense at all

For if you continue to carry that weight

You will never rise after each fall

Today the flowers bloomed

I wish that you could see

Their fluorescent smell crossed the meadow

I wish you could smell those flowers with me

They were so beautiful and also bright

You would enjoy this sight indeed

To be surrounded by endless beauty

You need to open up your heart and let it see

“Don’t let disappointments in your life get you down. If you hang on to all the negativity in your life, you will never be able to rise above it. Stay positive and know that each day is a new day to do better.” – Monica Renata  

Fisherman's Treasure

Fisherman’s Treasure

By: Monica Renata

As he sat upon the rocky beach

Holding on to his precious gem

He glanced at it one last time

Before a.m. turned to p.m.

Overwhelmed with emotions

Inside he feels like he has died

Yet he tries to hold on to the memories made

He tries hard not to cry

But in his instance of sorry

He decided to throw the gem away

Even though it was beautiful and shined so brightly

He no longer wanted it around his face

So deep down in the ocean blue

The gem should shine no more

Covered by endless sediment

As it landed on the ocean floor

A precious gem that once had value

Has value no more

Sitting patiently waiting to be found

On that lonely ocean floor

As he sat upon the rocky beach

Holding nothing in his hands

He glanced at the open water once more

Before a.m. turned to p.m.

Overwhelmed with emotions

In search of something he thought he would never find

He wants to find something special

You can see it in his eyes

And in his instance of sorrow

You can see determination on his face

He wants to find his precious

And today he cannot wait

So deep down in the ocean blue

Until his body can be seen no more

Covered by endless ocean waters

He lands on the ocean floor

A precious gem that once had value

Has value once again

And this time it shines much brighter

Than when it was in the other man’s hands

Fisherman’s treasure

A value once more restored

Be careful what you throw in the waters

For when you want again it will be there no more

 "Don't throw away something that you always wanted to keep" -Monica Renata 

Porcelain Doll

Porcelain Doll

By: Monica Renata

Cheeks the color of roses

Eyes made of glass

Sitting on the top shelf

As time so slowly pass

Watching the surroundings around

Eyes just cannot shut

Smiling so radiantly

Yet happiness isn’t felt much

People swarm around

Yet no one comes to play

Sitting on the shelf

Waiting for the next day

Never getting any attention

Only there for a few weekly stares

Beauty is so brilliant

Yet your attention I can’t have

To be something so precious

Yet to be constantly ignored

Smile brightly little porcelain doll

Through all the pain you must endure