MONICA MAARTENS

MONICA MAARTENS

YOU TICKLE ME

You tickle me pink,

you make me think,

you're my desire,

you light my fire,

don't ever stop,

don't let my heart drop,

lift me up higher,

fuel my desire,

keep on going,

with love that's flowing,

tickle me some more,

until you reach my core.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

STAGNATION

When the light goes dim

and we fall away,

when we loose all hope

and we go astray,

when life becomes too hard

and we can't see the way,

it's time for a mission

to brighten our day.

Something worthy, something good,

something sacred to change our mood,

something divine, something important,

something bigger to bring enlightenment.

We find our aim

and start to shoot straight,

a purpose in life

miraculously opens the gate,

the light shines brightly

showing the way,

a mission all we needed

to save the day.

Something to part of, something divine,

something that's special to make us feel fine,

something that reaches into our soul,

something of splendour to make us whole.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

CHILDREN OF SHAME

The tragedy of hatred

breaking children so sacred,

the fruits of revenge

the elders on a binge.

The leaders disgraces

painted across children faces,

streaked with terror and fears

lines of silent tears.

Born for destruction

into evil instruction,

products of rape

no hope of escape.

Unwanted from conception,

mere objects of rejection,

bred to be used,

as puppets abused.

Children born from shame

innocently cast into the game,

hardened, with nowhere to run,

ripped and stripped of any fun.

The tragedy of hatred

defiling all things sacred,

the chains of captivity,

destroying children's reality.

Zararia Yul ©Copyright

MONICA MAARTENS

MONICA MAARTENS, writing under pen name of Zararia Yul, went to live on the streets to study the plight of the throw always of human society, finding deep beauty hidden beneath scars of abuse.....