All The Love in The World

All The Love in The World

it would be in two months that i will suppose to welcome you into this world.
it was for two months too that i had you carried dearly with all the love i told.
’twas the most agonizing two months of my life more than ever to hold.
you had me in and out of the hospital with all of the little pains and occasional qualmishness, i felt cold.

to unreasonable food cravings, yes my dear ’twas indeed unreasonable.
for why else would you want your dear mama to crave a savory meal?
my dearest, i’m not a fan of food but because of you, i had finished a five-course dish with a great deal.
i enjoyed and hated it at the same time, but i would do anything for you for real.

yes, anything, even when the doctor said i couldn’t hold you for long.
i should just give up sooner for it was a useless battle to prolong.
i didn’t, i took on headstrong.
‘cos i want you in my life and i will do anything to keep you all along.

i used to wonder though, but i dismissed the thought for there is nothing i wouldn’t do to keep you, i need you so bad.
i prayed so hard.
i fought so hard.
i wished so hard.
i hoped so hard.

until there was nothing else to pray, fight, wish, and hope for.
i’m sorry my body couldn’t keep you, dear.
i’m sorry my body wasn’t your safe haven i didn’t bear.
i’m sorry i gave up the fight ’twas clear.

it would be in two months that i will suppose to welcome you into this world.
it was for two months too that i had you carried dearly with all the love i told.
i remember you.
i love you.
until then, i’ll see you.

for David’s Weekly Prompt
https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/01/w3-prompt-5-weave-written-weekly/

with Val of Murisopsis as this week’s host

Gone Too Soon/Poetry Reading

Gone Too Soon

it wasn’t planned, i know. but it doesn’t mean i didn’t want to

and that’s the thing, do we really need to want something to have it?

aren’t we suppose to love it and want it all at the same time when it’s there?

 already there.

and that’s again the thing. before you knew it’s there. it’s gone.

taken away. so suddenly. not a slight chance of survival was given.

gone. too soon.

and i didn’t know it could hurt this much.

until that last drop of hope is lost. last chance of opportunity is missed.

how soon is too soon? how fast is so fast? and how sudden is so sudden?

oh, God here i am trying to figure out, where have i gone wrong?

how did i not know? how did i not suspect? how did i not realize?

may i borrow Taylor Swift’s line and say

“come on baby come with me, we’re gonna fly away from here” to whom i will sing this now?

how am i gonna remember you anyway? how do you want me to call you my angel?

with tears in my eyes and blood oozing down my body, i write this.

to remember you. and be reminded of you.

that on this day, you came. that on this day too, you were taken away.

i wish i could have been spared a little more time with you.

 ‘cos i sure would love to hold you close to my heart.

and if by then chance you will be taken away, at least,

at least maybe i have a clear remembrance of you.

and maybe, just maybe it won’t hurt this much. it won’t hurt so bad.

with a heavy heart, i wonder. how soon is too soon?

how fast is so fast? and how sudden is so sudden? so this one’s a lullaby for you

that on this day, you came. that on this day too, you were taken away.