Monthly Archives: June 2021

Hey

what does your “how are you?” really means
I could take on the basic route and say
“I’m fine thank you, how ‘ bout you?”
or I could break it down to
how bad my day went
with work messing up
with my stress level
at the highest peak

and

I could maybe tell you I’m not really well
and that I probably needed some rest
oh, well I am not sure if that’s
what you want to hear
I really am not sure
but yeah, I’m fine
I always am

what does your “hey, just dropping by” means?
I could take it easy and say
“by all means come in”
or I could break it down to
details and say,
a visit with some lovely good food
would be much appreciated
or maybe you can stay a bit longer this time
watch some movies, or simply
join me as I scribble over sweet nothings

or

maybe I could say, nahh
I’m really not in the mood for
social interactions right now
I just needed to be alone, be alone
with my thoughts, with my heart, with my soul
oh, well I am not really sure if that’s
what you want to hear, but please
come in by all means

and hey,

have you ever wondered what my
“how are you?” means, or what
“just dropping by” for me is?

it means

a million over “I love you”
a million over “I miss you”

how long has it been? I can’t remember
I only have my memories of you,
of you and your “how are you?”
and “just dropping by”

Jco, the Mighty

Jco, that’s how we call you
named after the famous
soft and fluffy almost cake-like
donut we fell in love with;
friends and relatives
argue about their safety around you,
you are compactly-built,
muscular, fast, and powerful,
standing between 26 to 29 inches
at the shoulder
your body is sleek but substantial,
and is covered with a glistening
golden brown hue
they are scared of you,
if they only knew how kind
and sweet and adorable you are,
they’d love you too
I swear

you won’t eat without me
by your side
and now that we are apart,
oceans apart
I know you have learned
to eat by yourself but that 
makes me really sad

you outlived Maggi our pomeranian
and Otaku our mini pinscher
the passing of those two cute furries
I witnessed you cry
you had sleepless nights
when Otaku died
so we decided to get you
someone your kind
Macky arrived at your delight
you were energetic and lively again
but little did we realize
that you are such a spoiler big brother
gone are those days when
you wanted to be fed first
and gone are those days when
you wanted your place to get cleaned first
even in your daily bath, you wanted Macky to be the first

Now, you are aging…
you no longer run as fast
as you used to…
nor jump high as you always do…
and I don’t know what to write next…
my heart is bleeding…
just by the thought of it…

For Sadje’s WDY

I am reminded of my beloved dobberman JCO who passed away months ago.

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/06/28/what-do-you-see-88-june-28-2021/

Crimson Sky

“I remember you” is so lame
“I think of you” is just an
understatement

for

I did not just remember you
nor did I just think of you

babe,

I long for you.
is that an understatement still?
it could be.

last night,

oh, last night
I saw you, under the moonlight
just beneath the horizon
where the earth separates
from the sky
standing tall and charming
smiling

now, that’s pure fantasy.
maybe it is, but babe, I saw you,
I swear I did.
How could I be wrong?
It was you.
I hear you.
I feel you.

and,

As I scribble to get this to you

here’s hoping that we were looking
at the same crimson sky last night
with our silent whispers suspended
in the air, “never let go.”

I hope you saw me too.

Attempt

Attempt

quivering voice torn into pieces
jammed words dashingly sealed
tongue-tied feelings suppressed
a power uproars
whispered unto thyself
acclaimed thy heart
longing to blaze
conformed thy faith
declared thy attempt
to bestow equity
thy affectionate feeling
to love
forever

  • Each day is an attempt to be better in loving you dear…

today’s poem is from my latest poetry book “I Would Fly To Where You Are” available in Amazon for kindle file and paperback copy

Rain

I am the gentle rain slowly dripping upon
your windowpane, begging for attention
begging to come in. I am the gentle rain
and if you let me be, I’ll shower you with
the abundance of love and admiration.

let me come, for you will be safe in my arms
let me come as lovely serenade on the roof
and steady drumming on your window
let me nourish you like the rain to the
sweet brown soil.

I am the gentle rain,
and I will be your sweetest
source of blissful solitude
and thoughtful happiness

for Eugis’s Prompt
https://amanpan.com/2021/06/24/eugis-weekly-prompt-happiness-june-24-2021/

You Miss Another One Of My Birthdays Again!

I wish you’re beside me right now
‘cos there’s just so much I wanna tell you
after all, you’re at your best listening to my stories
your eyes, oh how I remember they light up
to your heart’s desire
when I giggle, when I laugh
at my own faulty storytelling technique

I swear I could finally win, any
word games you would challenge me
for oh, I bet you didn’t know
I’ve learned a lot overtime
I’ve mastered it for a while
and I would bet every single coin
there is in my pocket for this

do you remember how I’d cry
but I wouldn’t say a word why?
I was hurt, so hurt I know you will be
if I tell you why, but, with you
no amount of words is needed
nor a great amount of pep talk
is required, with you heaven is on earth

and right now, just right now
I wish you’re beside me
there’s just so much I wanna tell you
‘cos papa, nothing beats your warm angelic embrace
your comforting words and your heavenly presence

you are still, the only man who truly
believes in me even when I say nothing at all
and, I could trade anything just to be
with you right now

and oh, papa, you miss another one of my birthdays again!

P.S.

A late Father’s day poem for my papa in heaven wishing he is with me on my birthday (late birthday post too)

When I Cry

When I Cry

“and when I cry, I cry not because of the pain

I cry because of the many times I wish you were

beside me.”

It has nothing to do with you, with what you did or did not do. It’s a cry of relief, a cry of sigh, and a cry of “coming home.”

It’s a cry for all the times I believed I was right (but was wrong). A cry for the many times I messed up (and you were never there to say “it’s ok”). A cry for the moments I was brave (but I was really scared). A cry for many occasions I was numbed (but feeling the pain). A cry for the times I needed help (and you were not around).

It’s a cry for all of my successful events and milestones (but you were not there). A cry for all the wonderful opportunities (you missed).  A cry for the many times I sure did good (but you failed to witness).

I cry my love because it feels so good to be home, in your loving arms once again.

A cry of coming home.

  • Thank you for the entire good cry, my love…


Today’s poem is from my latest poetry book “I Would Fly To Where You Are”, available via Kobo.Com and Amazon (paperback and ebook/kindle file)

Eternally

Eternally


up unto the sky

beyond life and even time

my treasure is you.

over the night light

on the far side forever

my fondness is you.

and in afterlife

farther than eternity

my passion is you.

  • I promise to love you, eternally…

P.S. today’s poem is from my latest book “I Would Fly To Where You Are”

 

Lost


I’ve traveled to many places
wondered and wandered
over life, love
and “what could have been’s”
I was once lost

lost

lost in the wilderness
lost in the crowd
lost in my own pursuits
of “happily -ever- after”
of “dreams-do-come-true”

and

somewhere along the way
I was stuck, stuck and couldn’t
find my way, navigating was harder than ever
re-routing maybe the only way, but even then
road blocks were heavier, mightier than
any of my will power

until

somewhere in between
heavy rains and clouded skies,
beyond the horizon just beneath the rainbow
where they say a pot of gold rests, where no man
has ever ventured, I found, not a pot of gold

but, you

and, together we got lost
over gentle kisses and sweet embraces
over smiles and sighs and reliefs
over pieces of thoughtful memories
over love and dreams and plans

oh babe

let’s be lost together, forever
in love, for it is the best gift ever

for Sadje’s WDYS

https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2021/06/21/what-do-you-see-87-21-june-2021/