Your Name

and in the twilight of my life
when my world will be partially illuminated
where there is neither darkness nor light
all I ever wish to have is that single speck
of light, that single spark of joy with you
for I love you from the morn’ of my soul
’till the dusk of my breath
and I will love you even more
in the midnight of my being
when the whole world is in perfect silence
my heart screams loudly
of your name like it’s the last
word I am gonna utter
your name and yours alone

https://amanpan.com/2021/07/01/eugis-weekly-prompt-twilight-july-1-2021/

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”

 

Alyssa

I’ve known Ms. Michelle since I was little. She was an English teacher in my elementary and high school, and I remember her being always so passionate about our school paper which I wouldn’t have taken an interest in if it weren’t for her being so hands on about it. A creative, she’s brought in lots of improvements to it by encouraging students to write and teaching them to love and appreciate art.

I was also classmates with her daughter, Denice, so aside from being a teacher, I’ve seen up close how she is as a mother. She’s very loving and protective, as what mothers usually are; but she’s also beyond that. She’s a mentor and a friend—someone you can be comfortable confiding in because she has a deeper understanding of life than most of us.

When I read “What if Snowflakes Don’t Fall in Winter?”, it brought me back to memories of car rides with her and Denice and how she would tell us stories about love and life. Being a young teenager with no idea about romantic love back then, I based my ideals on what she has shared with us. And now years later after having experienced love and loss, this book feels so much like being back in that car, oblivious to the time spent and distance travelled, with her there affirming my feelings, guiding me to discovering more of what love and life really is and should be, only this time, it’s through her poetry.

In her next collection of poems, she will once again take us to a journey of finding love, what it means to love and keeping that love through all the triumphs and trials. A passionate lover of her craft, of life, and of love, it’s only fitting that these stories will be coming from her and that she now gets to share them to a larger audience.

I’m no writer, but I love how words can be effortlessly combined into captivating thoughts and I hope when you read her poems, you will find them beautiful and resonating as much as I did.

 

Alyssa Gemal

Licensed Civil Engineer

“I Would Fly To Where You Are” available in KOBO.COM and Amazon (paperback and ebook copy)

Voting for “Love Dance” as Publication of the Month for May, in Spillwords is still on …check it out