Don’t bullshit me with your
“I love you’s”
None of them bears witness
To how I grieve
Of witnessing you walk away

Don’t fool me with your
“I miss you”
Nothing compares to the pain
You inflicted on me
For being near yet so far away.

Don’t lull me with your
“I wanna be with you”
Nonsense, though
For up and till now you
Remain a fragment in my dreams.

Don’t say you love me…



An irrational (maybe for some) poetic rant of a woman in a coffee shop.


Goodbye Zoe (Poem for Zoe )

I am reblogging this post. Zoe just passed away today after 8 months of fighting for her life she is finally now in heaven.
My daughter and the rest of her friends are saddened by this.

May you watch over us, 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 critic a poem she wrote for Zoe.


No matter what happens
No one will forget you

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Where Are You?

Where are you?

The girl I used to be

The effervescent me?

Did he take you away?

Along with all my better days?

I wished would stay…

How are you?

The girl I used to be

The effervescent me?

Will you ever be back?

Your death was like a heart attack

Now life I lack…

The music makes me numb

Makes me wanna succumb

To loneliness, for the rest of my life.

There’s a pain in my chest

That I cannot resist…


Every teenage girl’s anxiety…



Secrets of silver swirly dreams
moments of silence, frosty screams
stronger visions of soft, sweet, irreplaceable joys.

Remain pure, light, alluring;
beautifully crafted in a whipped snow – white
heavenly cream.

Choco – colored clear reflections
warm, unstirred, floating hopes
sweet, hot bits of serenity
delicious criss-cross fantasies.

lovingly blended by delicate
stored in a cup, freshly designed,
classically adorned.

window panes, soaking with rain
against the ivory painted walls
rhythm blues played again
around cozy, midnight blue couches.

millions of thoughts wondering about
soothing, empowering, mirror ball of the soul.

ahhh! how I longed for my savory cappuccino.


Monday, Nov. 28: As Long As You Love Me – Backstreet Boys

Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine
I’m leavin’ my life in your hands
People say I’m crazy and that I am blind
Risking it all in a glance

Your Turn:

  1. Share a poem, story, or photo inspired by this week’s song-lyrics-prompt. You can share something you created that was inspired directly by the lyrics or you can share other pieces that coincidentally fit the prompt (for ex: an old piece of yours, or one of a beloved blogger – with permission).
  2. Linkback/create a pingback to this post. Here is a quick tutorial on how to do it.
  3. Tag your post with MondayMorningMelts, so we and your co-bloggers will be able to read/see your take on the prompt. Here’s how you create tags.
  4. Most important of all, read and comment on your blogger friends (old and new found, we’ll never know).😉

There are no word limits and no restrictions except to stay true to the theme. Creating a brand new post in response to the prompt is also optional.

The goal isn’t to create new content, but rather to share pieces that melt the heart, tickle the soul, and brighten up a typically gloomy Monday. That’s why if you already have a piece that fits this week’s lyrics, or if you have a fellow blogger whose piece you want to share (with their permission), you are more than welcome to do so!

For Now

You’re doing fine…I think

Your heart’s divine… I think

You’ll find your worth

The purpose of your birth

I think so…

You will be great… I hope

You will be strong… I hope 

You will be fair

Someone will always be there

I hope so…

And when you feel like giving up

Just pause a little, you can stop

And try to breathe a little lighter

And I swear it will be better

You can be cute… perhaps

You can bear fruit…perhaps

You can triumph

You can even beat a funk

Perhaps, perhaps not…


But for now, I’ll take care of you.!!!



In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer

Day 28 prompt: Look After You by The Fray



“Go where your heart

brings you the greatest joy,” they said.

I did.

But it brought me

the greatest pain instead.


I can’t find joy nor pain.

I lost you.

In my 



In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstrings Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer

Day 23 prompt: You Are A Memory by Message to Bears



A sunbeam to warm you,

A moonbeam to charm you,

A Celtic angel so nothing can harm you.

‘Cos baby I’ve fallen’ over you



In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstrings Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer

Day 22 prompt: Free Fallen’ by John Meyer



I chose not to be discouraged

and for once

I made a decision I didn’t regret

I chose not to be defeated

and I wasn’t

I won fair and square

and never once was I beaten again

I kept hoping

I kept believing

in happy endings that everyone

thought was overrated

Happy endings happen every day

the happiness ends when the faith

goes away

Happy endings are not what i

believe in

friends and family and miracles

that come my way

these are what saved my day



In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer

Day 17 prompt: Brave Enough by Lindsey Stirling and Christina Perri



Memories make us human

But love makes being humanly bearable

There are always two sides to a nickel

There are typically six sides to a die

Life and love are always fickle

Has anyone ever wondered why?

Why we laugh so hard one minute

And then sob our souls dry right after

Why we brighten the sky like comets

Only to burn ourselves out then crumble to powder

Can God be so cruel to treat us

Like dolls in a playhouse and toys

Disposable things, mere surplus

Ignoring our pitifully imploring voice

I don’t think so, I refuse 

To believe in things I’d long accepted

That the nature of man is always to lose

The few that they love then surely regret it.

Because there are two sides to a nickel

And each one’s role is badly needed

Joy and sorrow each have their own schedule

Sorrow makes us miss joy so 

We won’t take it for granted

And like dice, you’ll never guess

What you’ll get, the possibilities 

The Lord’s design do will impress

You’ll even marvel trivialities.



Music prompt: Sweet Serendipity by Lee DeWyze

In response to NovemberNotes challenge by Sarah of Heartstring Eulogies and Rosema of A Reading Writer