Stupid fever, stupid cold
Go away, and die with the mold.
I hate your taste, I hate your face
You're so stupid, you make me grimace.
My appetite has gone
And my face is forlorn.
I can't work
I hate you, you mother-fucking jerk.
Rot in hell!
I won't be cursed under your spell.
Fuck you, fuck you
I think I'm gonna be sick (boo-hoo).
Showing posts with label Roanna Fernandes poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roanna Fernandes poems. Show all posts
March 06, 2012
December 20, 2011
Dear Lizzy
Lizzy, Lizzy,
Why are you back?
I thought you had gone
But you're back to attack!
Please leave Lizzy
You creep me out so
Go play with your friends
Not with me, please, oh no!
I'm sorry we aren't friends
And we never will be
Just go on, leave, Lizzy
and set me free.
Why are you back?
I thought you had gone
But you're back to attack!
Please leave Lizzy
You creep me out so
Go play with your friends
Not with me, please, oh no!
I'm sorry we aren't friends
And we never will be
Just go on, leave, Lizzy
and set me free.
August 01, 2011
Lightning Strikes: Take Two
Why is it raining so hard?
Beats me, 'cos I feel like a lump of lard.
Drip-drip-drop, the rain falls
What crazy thunder, they've got some balls.
I am bored, I am alone
I despair and I don't deserve a phone.
I think I'll watch a film
Get the lights, hit it dim.
Goodnight
- Roanna Fernandes
June 02, 2011
Rain Man
Rain is wet
Rain is nice
I just hope in this weather
We don't get lice
The earth smells clean
It all feels new
I believe a dog can bark
And a cat can mew.
May 20, 2011
Fate
She is pretty
She is pretty hot
She's quite sweet
I see the prize you've got.
But why couldn't you tell me?
Why play me for a fool?
I feel so lost,
I guess you were a tool.
Though, tell me something
Tell me true.
Did you not like me?
Lie, but I thought I knew you.
May 17, 2011
At Work
The internet is slow
But gtalk is not
My patience is wearing
I wonder what salary she has got.
I need a breather
I need an out
I hope to God
I never contract gout.
I miss college
I miss my friends
I miss the tapri
Around the bend(s).
May 10, 2011
This is not a Haiku
Summer is warm,
Summer is lazy.
Wind blew into my eyes,
and the vision got hazy.
I feel like running in the grass
Wet mud squishing under my toes
I'll pick up an earthworm
To make soup for my foes.
- Roanna Fernandes
April 26, 2011
Lies Versus Lice
Lies. Lice. What would you prefer? It's like choosing between Scylla and Charybdis. But let's gauge the two. Let's see. Hmmm. Too difficult right?
What's better?
What's worse?
It's lice versus lies
It's crazier if they would intersperse.
Lice = cooties
Lies = pain
They both come accompanied
By the rain.
Have I lost it?
Does this make no sense?
Why are you reading?
I'm sure you're not that dense.
April 24, 2011
Clean
I took leave of my senses
For a brief while.
These months have been madness
My thoughts have been vile.
I still loved him
He still is a jerk
I realised that belatedly
So now I feel better when I'm at work.
Pain is temporary
Pain is sick
I finally feel like I'm over this
No more wounds to lick.
I mustn't cry anymore
I mustn't lose my head
It was only a memory
Alive once, now dead.
March 31, 2011
Trigger
She couldn't care less.
She wished him dead.
She pulled the trigger
And blew up his head.
She wished him dead.
She pulled the trigger
And blew up his head.
February 11, 2011
December 02, 2010
Fire
Fire is pretty painful. Even the slightest lick of flame can cause you enough pain to make you wanna jump. And it did. But at the same time, a growing numbness filled me. It was like my brain had been extracted from its skull cavity; I couldn't see, I couldn't think. What's strange is that my vision didn't blur, everything was crystal clear. I was just sort of there, remaining in the moment, left behind. I felt that it would crush me but it just bathed me in a new light. Yeah, I did die. I died, alright. There's nothing left to say.
November 17, 2010
iLike
I like sunshine in the rain.
I like laughter mixed with pain.
I like raindrops on my face,
I like tear-stains left to trace.
I like kisses on my cheek
I like hugs that make me weak.
I like letters written in ink
I like to sit by the window and think.
I like late-night phone calls
I like foamy waterfalls
I like love in all seasons
I like the fact that I have no reasons.
I like your smile, I like you
I like your everything, I like you in blue.
September 21, 2010
A Story Beneath The Seas...
This is my latest illustration. What do you think? I like it. I think like the girl on my left, I'm praying for a lot of things. Silently. Meditating. Making sure things happen.
*******
She followed the mermaid; her trail alight by her coloured hair.
It was leading her to a secret, possibly not one of despair...
She passed by a cave, one not seen before - a lair of treasure and tales unfold.
She wondered what the mermaid would tell her, the story to be told.
"Tell me, Mysterious Enchantress, the secrets you know!"
"Fair Maiden, I will tell. Just that this might strike your heart with a blow..."
She wondered if she should ask her what she knew or if ignorance was indeed bliss, as they say -
"I see what you mean. But I am brave, what will not kill me will make me stay."
The mermaid gestured the lass forward and took her to an illuminating light
As they reached the corner of the cave, the lass's mind grew bright.
*******
She followed the mermaid; her trail alight by her coloured hair.
It was leading her to a secret, possibly not one of despair...
She passed by a cave, one not seen before - a lair of treasure and tales unfold.
She wondered what the mermaid would tell her, the story to be told.
"Tell me, Mysterious Enchantress, the secrets you know!"
"Fair Maiden, I will tell. Just that this might strike your heart with a blow..."
She wondered if she should ask her what she knew or if ignorance was indeed bliss, as they say -
"I see what you mean. But I am brave, what will not kill me will make me stay."
The mermaid gestured the lass forward and took her to an illuminating light
As they reached the corner of the cave, the lass's mind grew bright.
July 06, 2010
Morphine
You entered my system like a drug
You were in in my bloodstream
You threw my immunity away
I got sucked into you like a beautiful dream
Your taste was sweet, refreshing, different
I'm attached to you, like oxygen
I felt complete with you and;
Even as it hurt me, you got under my skin
You scare me
Because if I cut you off me
I'll lay open in a pool of blood...
And there'll be nothing to see.
They say time heals wounds
But the scars remain.
And as I leave you,
My heart breaks with the pain.
You were in in my bloodstream
You threw my immunity away
I got sucked into you like a beautiful dream
Your taste was sweet, refreshing, different
I'm attached to you, like oxygen
I felt complete with you and;
Even as it hurt me, you got under my skin
You scare me
Because if I cut you off me
I'll lay open in a pool of blood...
And there'll be nothing to see.
They say time heals wounds
But the scars remain.
And as I leave you,
My heart breaks with the pain.
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June 20, 2010
In the Ocean of her mind...
She sees the light now. It's pulling her closer, drawing her in and sucking her in deep.
A smile tugs at the corner of her lips. She finally made it, after all.
To the finish line but also, in some absurd way to the start of new things.
It's almost as if her mind's been swept in an azure blue, her favourite colour.
Her mind's eye sees her on a cliff smiling, eyes closed, hair blowing all over her face and she stands silently, embracing it all and tasting the salt on her lips.
There's hope, she made it happen. It was in the salt of her tears that she found her beacon. Her life, her love, her passion... the things that mattered.
Her darkness found the light after all. It led her there. It called out to her from the shadows and helped her conquer wave after wave...
She takes a deep breath of air and inhales the saltiness of the sea. Here's the big moment. The Plunge. The foamy sea holds promise...
Here I come, she thinks. No looking back. To life.
And she takes a deep plunge, crashing into the brilliant blue sea.
A smile tugs at the corner of her lips. She finally made it, after all.
To the finish line but also, in some absurd way to the start of new things.
It's almost as if her mind's been swept in an azure blue, her favourite colour.
Her mind's eye sees her on a cliff smiling, eyes closed, hair blowing all over her face and she stands silently, embracing it all and tasting the salt on her lips.
There's hope, she made it happen. It was in the salt of her tears that she found her beacon. Her life, her love, her passion... the things that mattered.
Her darkness found the light after all. It led her there. It called out to her from the shadows and helped her conquer wave after wave...
She takes a deep breath of air and inhales the saltiness of the sea. Here's the big moment. The Plunge. The foamy sea holds promise...
Here I come, she thinks. No looking back. To life.
And she takes a deep plunge, crashing into the brilliant blue sea.
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June 18, 2010
Sucker-Punch
You're an asshole!
You're a prick!
How can you be so daft?
Are you blind?
Can you not see?
Or are you just pretending to be?
Climb out of your ass
Smell the real world!
Wake up,
You're burning
I'm not putting your fire out
Not if you can't see it yourself.
How do you live?
How can you pretend?
Your world is crumbling around you
And your eyes are black
I tried to help you once
But the patience, now, I lack.
I'm out of the fire
Into the rain
I smell a new beginning
And there's no more pain.
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May 18, 2010
May
Green grass and spring
Wet mud and bare toes
The sun is spilling over
I think of a yellow rose.
You spoke to me
We said more than hello
That made me happy
And I dreamed of more.
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March 08, 2010
Happy Woman's Day
A woman is special,
A woman is bright,
A woman is lovely,
A woman will fight.
She loves unconditionally,
She gives more than sufficiently,
What defines her is more than a mere quality
And far more than a random ability.
She is beautiful
She is divine
She will stick with you
Till the end of the line!
Chromozome X rocks, in other words.
A woman is bright,
A woman is lovely,
A woman will fight.
She loves unconditionally,
She gives more than sufficiently,
What defines her is more than a mere quality
And far more than a random ability.
She is beautiful
She is divine
She will stick with you
Till the end of the line!
Chromozome X rocks, in other words.
January 29, 2010
Being Optimistic
It's brought splendor and cheer! (to an extent)
I have a job
I still don't know anyone named Bob
I still have my battered phone of the past 3 years
And yeah, I don't prefer alcoholic beers.
The guy I thought never saw me...
Finally did notice me....EEEEEEEEEE!
For the first time, I watched porn
In all the years since I've been born.
I re-lived my friendship with Minila
I re-lived my friendship with Minila
Yeah, I still have no preference for Fila.
I've lost some weight
But my hair has started falling, so nothing great.
I made loads of new friends!
And picked up on the latest trends.
I saw newer Horror Flicks
I traveled in a fewer ricks
I cut my hair twice
In my office, there are mice!
I learnt Fine Art
To Dubai, Ali had to depart
My memory fails me
That I cannot see...
I shall end
Before my head starts to bend
I loved 2009
Even if it were the year of the Swine!
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