One of my greatest days
I've experienced in my life
Would easily be August 24th
The day you became my wife
You walked down the aisle
As a music begin to play
I stood waiting at the altar
For so long I dreamed this day
I was so full of happiness and joy
And I was standing there with you
All my dreams prayers and wishes
At that moment were coming true
Together we stood in front of that church
For God and are friends and family to see
Joining are two lives together as one
In a simple and beautiful ceremony
Looking at you with your hand in mine
We vowed to love each other forever
And to always be at by each others side
Believing that our love nothing could sever you
99.
My 24th Leaf
Plucked thee on way out
Once again same route
It's arboreal
It's fruit national
Leaf from “mango” tree!
CapSU-Main owns thee
Living property
Perhaps long ago
Thin & tall, young though
The tree's juvenile
Third month and sixth day
While out along way
Sir Ralph had just been
Death cart had just seen
Overheard necro
Left-side corridor
Of the school's ground floor
Almost near garage
Of front gate's entrance
Some sort of plant box
Holiday CapSU
Ex. Pres., oh adieu
While funeral mass
Roching Dadivas -
CapSU shall miss you!
-03/06-07/2012
(Dumarao)
*My Toladas Collection
Today is 24/7/2024.
Just like a pattern.
Every month it repeatedly happens.
This is the sixth time already.
Will it stop at your favorite number?
Please, no more of this.
Also just realized something weir.
I played and sang the songs which loved by A, B & C (me).
A loved and sang the songs only in his language.
B loves one Asian song which was sung by the person he had crush on.
I loved the song which was sung by E.P. who was not my favorite.
What a discovery of people's personalities.
Quite different but all the same.
It revolves love and music.
Now, I understand what he meant "marriage is a transaction".
No. To me it should be full of affections.
How can I be comfortable if I have to constantly,
Reminding myself what to say and/or not to do.
That was too exhausting and too controlling.
04/24/2020 Today is your due date my little BABY
Today was the day the dr's said youd arrive
A lot of emotions surface , because we
Already said hello and had to say goodbye
When they told me the date It was fine by me
One thing that I now see
Is that its GODS plans that we must abide
I do wish that today you were here with me
With more days ahead of you , to thrive
Somedays are sad , some days I'm angry
I'm just hurt because your not alive
Im blessed tho, because an angel is what GOD gave me
When he sent you into my life
I just cant help but to think how we
Could be meeting today for the very first time
It hurts my heart when I sit here and think
You couldve been alive inside me
this entire time
Just 4 months ago you were here with me
Since you've been gone ,
I feel a way no words can describe
I believe one day you'll be back with me
Until that day I'll patiently wait and see
Today we could've said hello but we've already had to say goodbye
Train of this death has no stoppage
Running ceaselessly creating a maze
Day after day the life sunlight as if fading away
Winter to summer world life is withered in dead bay
I bathe the poems body to save from the infected virus
Yet in this pandemic weather the poetic words feel fuss
Come with powerful poem, seize the train of death, change it into the light of life
But how? Poetry meditates in five elements of creations as vaccines hive
18.04.2020 (Chattogram City)
The 24th
All creation feel the nature's amend
the atmosphere alters
since pre-Xmas
Child's ready
to be kept on Mother's Hands
the world awaits
the holy birth
all nations on earth
preparing songs
musical sounds
for the Child-King
whose arrival is not yet
but is already felt
as a sign of divine power
shown through a human
with a human
for all human.
Drencho POET Loads
I woke up to
dust in sight,
And swept away
the morning light.
I found the place
It is not far
There is wind at the top
It carries your spirit
Near the ocean but above the sound
The place is quiet the place is green
It is like your eyes
In the ocean and in the wind
But you will never be here again
Another place I thought you would like
There was a curve there was an ocean
The cactus bloomed
Despite the damage
It grew and flourished
In the breeze and in the ocean
You are there but you are not here
I sit.
Aimlessly seeking the demise of the boredom endearing.
It comes.
It does not come.
It matters not.
For the wait..., the wait kills me a thousand times till Tuesday,
And the seeking sears my soul,
And box my heart,
In an unforeseen rage beyond past and future.
I still wish I was in your arms
To be on you all day long
I was so comfortable with you
maybe from talking it through
I guess instincts take over
and I just know what to do
wishing I was still kissing you
A walk down the hall
with a warm embrace
A few more days and we can do it all again
The time in between doesn't feel like much
because we're still connected
and not stranded on this island
‘ Drama-Mama ’ 24th Senryu
A Drama-Mama
And Terrorist Osama
… Both Stir-Up Trauma
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