Silenced (Triple Haiku)

Adored you i wept
In the silence of my heart
I whispered and sighed

I sat beside you
Not a word even to say
Let me walk away

I will thrudge through there
That long narrow road, I’ll be
Walk with me my love

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Love (an etheree)

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Oh!

Dear hear,

Me, i cry.

Of pain, of hurt.

Of sorrow in tight

Look around you and see

Our world in chaos and fear

Oblivion dawned unto me then

I beg; love unconditionally

Peace begins where  selfless love is planted.

 

P.S.

If we can only love unconditionally….then maybe…just maybe…things would be different..

Our world would be better.

We continue to pray for all those who were killed and injured during the Manchester bombing, the Marawi attack and to all those who have been victims of violent acts recently.

That Summer Morning

That Summer Morning

On a cold summer morning
I got my phone ringing.

Thinking twas a prank
I ignored and stared at a blank.

A return call message i received
I dialed, hoping i am not deceived.

I heard someone on the other line
Sobbing, crying, weeping in thine.

“He’s gone”, was all i can hear
I wept, i cried ’till i can’t bear.

’twas that summer morning
I heard the news of you leaving.

You left without saying goodbye
It broke my heart in pieces, i could die.

The sun was shining
But the rain came pouring.

Every drop of the rain
Is every drop of my pain.

Will someone wake me up
“You’re dreaming, get up”.

But reality holds true
You’re gone, didn’t know what to do.

Today I woke up with a rain drop falling
A reminder of how much i am longing.

For i remembered, every drop of the rain
Is every drop of my pain.

It’s been seven years dad
And i still felt bad.

On that cold summer morning
You left me while it was raining.

I miss you dad, please come back.
P.S.

The day i started my summer rain theme, was the same day i didn’t know what to write, and the very same day the first heavy summer rain fell.
As the rain came pouring, i kept writing.
Its been a month though.
You all enjoyed my summer rain theme as much as i enjoyed writing them.
Little did i know that this is not just simply about inspiration to write..or a spike for my stats…or a way to touch your hearts.

Today i woke up with a promise I’d move on to another theme.

But then i opened my window curtain and saw the rain drops falling.

And it hit me….

On this very same occassion seven years ago as i opened my window curtain looking at the summer rain falling, that i was told my dad, passed away.

Now i understand where my “summer rain” theme came all the way.

Thanks Dad, you never left me all along.

You lead me to this day. On your death anniversary. As i write each poem. I poured out every single emotion there was in me. That today, i felt a lot better. Better than those early years you were gone.

Thanks Dad… you truely are amazing..even when you are gone!!!

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Breathe

Breathe, i tell myself to breathe
I can’t afford to cry
In front of those who don’t know
The reason why

I lie

About how i feel.

Please don’t be real
Be a figment of my dreams
Don’t have a face

I lie

About what i see
Blinded by the chaos of this city.

In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Hearstring Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writerl

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Full Moon

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Scorned. Mourned.
I can forgo.

I can hate. I can spite.
I can let go.

Devotion. Affection.
I can only do.

For you on that evening;
When the night is beaming.

For you on a full moon;
When you hurt me soon.

Scorned. Mourned.
On that full moon,
i will never let go.

Poem for Zoe

I have a very heartbreaking story to tell. My youngest daughter who is 12 years old has a bestfriend of 6 years. Her name is Zoe.

Zoe has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer (yes a 12 year old girl with an ovarian cancer).. she underwent surgery last February 2016. Unfortunately, her situation worsened since then. After several chemotherapy sessions, blood transfusions and other medical procedures; the doctors decided not to go through another surgery anymore.

Currently, Zoe has gone bald. There has been water retention in her body making her look like a pregnant young woman.

I cannot imagine how her family is coping.

As a mom myself i am deeply saddened by this. My daughter and Zoe literally grew up together.

This afternoon my daughter ask me to critique a poem she wrote for Zoe.

ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU

No matter what happens
No one will forget you
No matter how hard your feeling
No one will give up on you
No matter were life takes you
We will always be here for you

Fighting is hard but you fought coz you know your strong
Believing in yourself is doubtful
But you believe coz you see
You never gave up
Beacause you know its not time to do so

What you feel today is hard but were always here for you
What you experience today is a blessing beacause no one gave up on you,
What you let us see that you are strong,
We’ll be glad that you let us know.

P.S.

I almost broke down in tears reading it.i have been with my daughter everytime she visits Zoe since Zoe stopped school and i can honestly say that we can only hope for miracles..

I hope you guys pray for Zoe’s miracle too.