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Dear America

DEAR AMERICA 

I might be naïve of your ways
But your decision killed me
I might fight to be there
Yet you won’t let me be
But when I recall those days
When I gave up eating, clothing and sleep
Saving to come and have a look at you 
I hate the fact that now it’s all wasted.

I know your love reaches beyond what eyes can see
But packing me back home is just not fair
When I have knocked at your doors
Sending me back won’t give both of us a peace of mind
Yet me I will die of hunger
Yes I will be home but with nothing to hold me high
Nothing I call my own

Dear mother America
I want to tell you that I am not a rebel
I won’t cause harm but will work
I won’t be a disgrace but a labour 
For mother America,
With your help
She went to school
She was fed 
She was clothed
 She smiled to see come home with a toy
A sweet 
A story 
An adventure
For you provided for me and I provided for her

Yet mother of all 
I want to say lam so sorry 
Sorry that my country has caused you sadness
Has caused many to suffer
To die
But please don’t punish me 
I ask to be forgiven
Not for the sake of my returning to my country
But for the fact that no one will welcome me
Like you have always done
Not for my pride 
But for the sake of those who need me
Like I need you for I am scared
Afraid of my own country 
Can’t you just for this once save me?
Mother America?

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A Thousand Times

A THOUSAND TIMES 

A thousand times I have tried
To hold you firm by my side,
But a thousand times I have failed,
To keep you for you have always found her.

A thousand times I have wondered,
Why you have chosen her over me,
But a thousand times I have given up,
For no answer has come to my mind.

A thousand times I have recalled,
Times when we cherished each other,
Though very few to hold on,
I remember them without fail.

And a thousand times I have cried,
For those feelings I had with you to vanish,
Knowing how much I have tried,
Scared of losing myself I has I try.

For the first time I have won,
Carrying on my life like you’re no more,
Like wind that was yesterday,
I have gotten over you.

But now you come back,
After the thousand days of my begging
And yet you say you’re sorry,
But my heart can’t carry you back,
For the blank space is already taken.
                      
               RENITAH

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Her Regret

HER REGRET  
For all I had was to return your love
Your affection, your time
You never really asked so much
Yet I never cared
In times when you had all eyes on me
When all you did was for me 
And I regret my ways 
My decisions 
My friends
 Who really couldn’t let me go,
And now that I realize that I love you,
I know it’s too late to touch your love,
Your heart,
Your affection,
I can’t tell how much pain I feel

And if only I could make you smile
That smile that once shined like the sky
Perhaps your heart might open for me once again
Your love for me could be rekindled once again
You’re worshipping 
You’re trust
I am so sorry 
Yet am afraid it’s all over now

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To You

TO YOU

EACH time I saw you grow into a lovely pretty, adorable girl, I knew I was safe not to worry about you getting hurt or even failing in life.
You had that radiant smile that could have possibly lit the entire town and your beauty was not seen by ordinary eyes, but eyes that were able to hold on much longer

Do you still remember those days when you said you didn’t want to do something? Of course sometimes I wanted to hit you hard ,to remind you that you’re a child that had to obey yet you disobeyed, but as I got to know baby sister, I got it that you just never wanted to push you to that end point where you couldn’t breathe, and that you had just been faithful enough to let me know that you are maybe tired or maybe some other time .well you are no other child who will rather tell you yes yet in fact they badly want to say no or even cry. I like your honesty and what does that mean baby, I will always trust you to the end, for you have proved to that

And today 12/01/2017 you made me the happiest sister ever when you proved people wrong, when you pulled it out and sadness held their eyes like death was just nearby baby, I wanted to dance or maybe sing but what song could fit my joy, my love, or even how much my dream of you shining my love and so I smiled while writing you something I know you might not get.
All in all I want you to know that my promises to you will never change even when life has to get tough and the suffering an understatement I will  try for  I have always tried to  reach your dreams and what can change now when all I have  you 
How I wish you did continue  laughing with that laughter that not only brings me close to you but also reminds me of the gift our parents brought to the world. 
Stay calm girl.

Renitah

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Paint Me

PAINT ME
am sick but not scared,
for death has feared me,
since a hundred years ago.
travelling the world 
has not scared me,
but having to run away 
when years pass by
and I still hold my beauty

am tired but not weak
for strength has always been me
and when it shines so brightly
I hate my ridiculous life
am human but impossible
with a heart but I feel dead 
my blood runs in  my veins 
but it never feels hot

paint me for all you want
but  not a monster 
running for your heart 
won't be just enough
for now that am sick 
I need you human

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Each Day

EACH DAY

EACH DAY EMPTIER THAN A WINE BOTTLE
You hold on so tight yet eventually you want to let go
You smile that smile that lifts me high 
Yet now you want to keep it within
Then each day you take a step back 
Are you scared? But scared of what?

EACH DAY UNOCCUPIED THAN YESTERDAY
You want me to stand
Look at you as you walk away 
With those gifted hands that kept me strong
Yet I feel I can’t stay spaced out
Scared that I won’t find my custom

EACH DAY MORE CALAMITOUS THAN ONE EVER KNOWN
You never come out straight
For your heart has conflicts
And you can’t decide
You make my life seem so terrible
Scared of losing you 
Afraid of feeling empty


Renitah

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Pretty Women

Pretty women
Pretty women wonder where my confidences lay 
Am not radiant to fit a perfect model
For all I have is a shabby bum
And caves that hold my slightly long bones side by side

Pretty women wonder where my secrets lay 
Am not so famous to be a first lady
For all I ever knew were books and a few friends

Pretty women wonder and wonder looking for answers
For all they know is the smile I always keep on my face
The mouth I shut when they fill the ballrooms
The who I am that wasn’t supposed to be with him

But as they wonder around
The pride I have held is eyes
The confidence in him kept him moving 
The trust I showed him kept him close 
For it’s the faith that love never lies
The makes we keep the secrets with in
For we only met destiny

For its not the way I walk
Dress or my looks
The fame or my substances
That leaves his eyes closed to the rest
But the beauty within

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Daugther

DAUGTHER
I might have been harsh to you, the worst mother maybe
But I have seen you grow to a beautiful woman
Seeing your strength and your weakness
That now I know that this harsh world can’t hold you back

Though am not scared of yesterday when I saw you shade tears
I wanted to be the one you ran too
To find yourself, to look for your strength
But it’s okay with Ruth, I like her around you

Child I want to tell you that sometimes we make choices
They might hurt a little but we are supposed to face them
I know you love Nicolas very much
Your eyes always lit whenever they said his name
But Nico didn’t have dreams of a future
Yes, he loved you but love is just not enough

Loving someone is another thing girl
But provision and standing by your side is different
Sometimes those we love don’t love us enough
And those we care for a little can give their all 
To see us smile, make it to the top

I believe that love comes softly and slowly
Don’t stick with a boy who will hurt you 
Don’t fear to move on and try out there
For no man is perfect but we always work it out 
Little by little and we find happiness in this world

God has never given a child stones when they ask for bread
But that never means he gives them the flavor they ask for
For he has always known what’s best for a child 
Now let go of Nico and wait or your best 

And never forget that first love is great 
Only if you don’t give a chance to the second
Don’t compare but appreciate the second
You will then forget that you had something before
I love you child

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Burdensome Baggage

BURDENSOME BAGGAGE

Each time I look at your eyes
I see passion care worshiping trust
For all I know is how much I lose myself in your breath
Your touch, your smile
Yet sometimes am scared that my burdensome baggage
I carry along marked all over me 
Will hold you back caging you once again

I know am scared of losing you
For I am afraid someday you may het weary of it
The talks, the looks
The thought that maybe I am not yours
For sometimes I know it tires you
To know that many men marked me 
That once I had dirty money
That before your worshipping
I was wanted and unwanted
Used but not loved 
Emotionless, a prostitute.

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Once Upon a Time

ONCE UPON A TIME 

I was little and naïve 
Sick of holding back 
Afraid it may go
The heights were not yet there 
I can now tell

Once upon a time I wanted to hold a pen
Hit at any one who thought I was young
Words kept coming but I couldn't write
Not for I was young but my hands were
Writers are never young on paper 
For they are always original…

And once upon a time I could speak
Could write, could dance to the rhythm
No longer scared, no longer young 
 Nor great but there was a height

But now that I can sit back and read 
Hold a pen and write 
Young in experience but not hands nor minds.
All I wish is a poet out there to tell me 
That I will be there, that I will put a smile on someone’s face
That they will be hearts touched, and minds changed
That I will not be just great but also fantastic.


Renitah

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