Acerbic words sting,
assail the air;
hurled like a dagger with a jab to the heart.
Fatal blows swift and sure catch me by surprise…
I cannot breathe.
Your barbed tongue maims,
slices through the tender threads of trust and
when the curtain falls, you feel nothing.
I was fodder for your senses, consumed then forgotten
No investment. No expense.
Being without me is a reprieve, a temporary Fast — no snacks, no sugar.
Yet you to me were love without restraint
sustenance for the soul
and the bonds that did bind me were not of chains–
but a river of ribbons flowing throughout my existence.
After a taste of the Infinite,
being without you is death by starvation.
Now Both of us are confined to our corners
of opposite sides
where never the two shall meet.
Coming soon – The upcoming release of Ronaye’s book by British publisher in London, England; to be available on Amazon.
…with a broken wing
the Human Spirit
poems by Ronaye Hudyma
Whether contemporary, classic, or peppered with Elizabethan eloquence, this profound ensemble of 130 poems is not stationary. They move as if conducted with a maestro’s baton –fluid between the euphoria of life and love, the drama, the anguish of death and loss, with every nuance of human emotion spilling upon the pages.
They are poignant words written with the transparency of youth, gathering maturity and experience, evolving to wisdom, into the spiritual realm.
This is not just poetry. There are a million stories in each poem. Once for each of us. From the teenager discovering their individuality, the young adult challenged by relationships and the world around them, to the Elder denizens of Earth, who cherish their memories as veterans of life, this is a book to be read and reread, a keepsake to console, embrace and affirm your recognition of the truth within yourself that is already there.