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I Need Your Help Daddy

I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

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You Will Remember

You can simply lay me there in shade of trees
that slowly breeze their umbrage with the 
ephemeral sun, a caress with tenderness across this
          fragile frame.
You can leave me here, where fragrance of freshly
rained grass will wash over us with the warmth
you used to bathe and sprinkle subsequently
          with perfume.
You can lay me here and sit, watching
clouds move with grace of swans, or ponderous
nobility of elephants, blocking the sun with their
          tenacious bodies.
And when you go, you will shed some tears, love
in your heart and remembrance of all the words
we spoke, or never said, all the arms and legs and
          raging love.
You will remember, you will remember.


May 6, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

Details | Elegy |

A Perfect-

A perfect crime.
The paper the victim,
the weapon a pen.

A perfect time.
The thoughts in my head,
a prayer, I say, amen.

A perfect day.
The mood is right,
it is time to begin.

A perfect way.
So I write, Father please,
forgive me for my sin.

A perfect start.
The liquid poison,
slowly kills the page.

A perfect heart.
Slowly breaking,
from all the rage.

A perfect death.
Please go in peace,
Your soul to keep.

A perfect breath.
For it's the last,
please don't weep.

Copyright © Sienna Ethylpen | Year Posted 2013

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It was like a whisper- 
My wife delivered the sad news- 
"Your grandfather was dead."- 
And so he was- 
Her eyes was awfully sad- 
Touched me gently on my back- 
He was old- 
The time I started to noticed him around- 
He was a relic- 
He talked about the war- 
The warring in the land- 
Dispute over religion- 
The greatness of the past Presidency- 
How Marcos summary killed young idealist- 
How my uncle survived the bullet- 
And wrote a letter to Imelda to help him- 
The hospital bill in exchange of his ideology-
How he comes on this land- 
Answered the migration call-
In the Southern Philippine-
He was young- 
He loves democracy-
He went to street and joined the protesters-
To end up injustices- 
He tilted the land- 
Grow coffee and Avocado- 
He sniffed the salty wind of the Celebes sea- 
As he stood at the cliff of Matutum- 
Sometimes they sale fruits in the public market- 
Those years of the early 60's- 
While my mother was just a kid- 
Then we came- 
My cousins and us- 
We sat at the table- 
Trembling in the dark of dawn- 
That was during our summer escapade-
While grandma prepared for us a hot milk- 
Then he walked near beside- 
Staring on us- 
Preached the narrative of his life- 
As I perceived- 
He was a learned man- 
Our pillar collapsed-
My knees gave up- 
I sat on a bench- 
My body drenched by my cold sweat-
My eyes drawn beyond the wall- 
Like I search things on the mirror-
Tears lined on my eye-
An innocent face- 
Stared back from the reflection of the clear pond- 
"Eat it..eat it..eat it..",my older cousin whimpered-
We wore straw hat- 
And a checkered polo-
And the place was cold- 
That morning, we went into a brook-
We forgot time went by-
It was already two in the afternoon-
"Let's go home!", I don't recall who said that-
We walked briskly- 
Hold a big salmon on our hand- 
We were afraid- 
The sky was slowly given up from the dark- 
The rain started to pour- 
Then we saw him-
He was there signaling us to halt- 
Tending his carabao- 
At six- 
We gathered on the sofa- 
Only the flickers of the light glows- 
He sat on the dark corner- 
Listened the radio transistor gibbers- 
The mountain loomed in silence- 
The radio announcer talked about the cold front- 
The wind outside whistled-
At school he asked on us sometimes- 
How things going on-
He bragged about it- 
To his neighbors-
On his house at Tieza- 
There was this book rack- 
I sat there often-
Read carefully-
Those stories about the Greeks- 
The Filipino contemporary authors- 
Because of that I love to stay in the library- 
Hand gripped the yellow mongol pencil- 
Scribbling some words on crumpled papers- 
And hid it somewhere-
At college he went to our house at Silway- 
He watched the television- 
I read silently the Doveglion- 
Near beside him- 
He was weak and knew his end was coming- 
I touched his head always- 
He breath weakly and coughed-
How I love my old man- 
My son likes to play beside him- 
He was on his death bed-
Then my wife- 
Was standing right in front on the workplace- 
She looked at me on the eye- 
And I knew the smile of there is something-
Isn't right-
I knew he was gone-

Copyright © Herbert Siao | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

Who Knew

Who knew…..
Who knew life would take this turn
So early in time
I didn’t get a chance to take it all in
The time for me to spread my wings
Came to soon

Who knew….
My last day
Would be with the ones I love
To laugh with friends and yes, my love too

Who knew….
Life is love, when you are embraced by all
I wasn’t done loving you by far….
But God needed me so he called

Who knew…
Who knew life would take this turn
I love you all though time is short
Embrace each other and please don’t mourn
Instead, celebrate my life
I’m still dancing in heaven and I want you to dance too.

Who knew ?

Copyright © Geri Goodwin | Year Posted 2014

Details | Elegy |


"Daddy" the way I call my father
The man who loves my mother
The man who gave life to me
And the man who will risks his life to protect his family.

He's not showy about his feelings
But I know he loves us unconditionally
He gets angry when his siblings were hurt
And he makes us laugh the way he dances and tells us jokes

Now..he left us already
His silly jokes,crazy dance moves now were gone
Coz he went to a far away land
In a place where  hurt and sorrow has no place in man

I miss my daddy a lot
His voice,
His jokes,
His crazy dance moves
And his being father to us
I miss everything about him!

I know God has a plan
And I give everything into His merciful hand
Pls.take care ofmy daddy in heaven
Coz someday we'll see him again
And continue the sing and dance with him again...

Copyright © Jerica Sanchez | Year Posted 2013

Details | Elegy |

Goodbye To You, Hello To Self

New sheets
Light a candle with that familiar smell
Who can tell?
I have come this far
Setting up barriers to box myself
To stop picking up the traces of when you left

Emptied your cabinet, filled your duffle bag
Pick it up when you’re ready
I’m moving on to something empty
Now I’m making new history.
Let this room be a start of my new memory

Pain is more when there is no more “if”
I’m glad you left me hanging on a cliff
No water to drown me
Only a kaleidoscope sky to pull me up.
Turn off the lights, let’s end this love

I’ll sleep alone or with a stranger
Even if that’s the way, still its better
You always give me pieces I can’t build
Now I’ll give you a space you can’t bridge
Coz when I fall I fly.
When you left, I didn’t die. 
I am a free soul you can’t defy.

Copyright © Yvette Dignos | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

Goodbye Little Rain

Goodbye little rain,rest your soul in peace.

Your memories will remain in our hearts,

Lay down little munchkin in cotton candies.

The echoes of your laugh left in the corner of our house.

You'll be our forever baby, our little brave warrior.

time has come for you to leave,

Take away all our pain and sorrows.

Bring with you our hugs and kisses,

A cuddle of love and kindness,

The spirit of unconditional love.

Goodbye, little Rain,I sing you a lullaby.

To keep you quietly sleeping until the morning comes.

Until we embrace tomorrow in a promised paradise,

Where no more tears, pain and sickness.

Only joyful hopes and happiness arise.

#In loving memory of my nephew, Mark Rainier De Torres :)

written: 11/26/2013

Copyright © Aiyah de Torres | Year Posted 2013

Details | Elegy |

Still Flying

The day I chose you
Compared to all the others
I saw the uniqueness of your colors
Looking back when you flew away
Broke my heart in pieces and stole all peace in living
When you were found my heart raced fast
I was beyond grateful that you came back
We moved forward and life was good
Until one day when you seemed strange
I saw you bleeding out in pain
Then news struck that you were sick
and surgery would bring an unknown risk
The vet said there was a slim chance 
Like the usual medical script
Uncertain and scared I couldn't bare
To hear the panting from your chest
All from too big an egg 
You couldn’t lay in your nest
Your appetite was lost and I was at a loss
I cupped you in my hands
Warm and unharmed
You were like snow melting away
Drifting from my heart
A change of season
There was a reason
For this lesson to be learned
You held on for the holidays to make our last memories
When the day of your dying came
It sure left me crying
But I know that you are...still flying

Copyright © Mango Lux | Year Posted 2016

Details | Elegy |


Mother, are you coming when the sun stop crying? 
The moon beams in tears in the sky
Its tears are the clapping drums on us
Are you going to leave our back on the ground?
Papa had sold his soul in the bar
Where his father refused to accept defeat
when are you coming back to sing the lullaby?
Our aging mind await the new rain
Exclamation of our heart brings down the unholy elegy 
To unmasked feelings
Written to say goodbye not to smile
When are you coming home mother?
Goodbye flaps so high above my eyebrows
I can not denounce the watering diction of his eagerness
When shall we see again and embrace?
I stand alone at the door staring
Looking at the sound of dignity swinging at pace
Goodbye mother, goodbye Ugochimyerem
For the ageless sky shall be my shield.

Copyright © john chizoba vincent | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

A Goodbye from All of Us

From that day to the next week, snow, rain and sleet -no sun.
Everything surrounding us is black,
Precious presents become precious past
Blurred cloudy water filling our vision
All together we grip, holding tight to memories taken,
Memories that have become dreams at night and haunt are days.
Were you ever here, my friend?
We whisper what could have been.

Copyright © Macaiah Gross | Year Posted 2014

Details | Elegy |

Mournful Goodbye

First intent of an Elegy poem

As a fine mist you disappeared a day
Returning to the world of the souls
Leaving a deep and heart felt pain
Only time would heals the great sorrow
Making your immense absence and loss most 

Nayda Ivette

Copyright © Nayda Ivette Negron | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

Unspoken Goodbyes

The ones you love Can make you laugh The ones you love Can make you cry The ones you love Can steal away Ere you have the chance To say goodbye Rue not the missed chance To have bid them farewell To have given to them your love Will have served …Just as well…

Copyright © David Whalen O Haolin in ancient Celtic | Year Posted 2013

Details | Elegy |

Goodbye My Dear

The scent of you is around me. I sprayed your perfume and the feelings it brings up overwhelms me so much that I light an incense for relief. Your headband is in a ziplock so I can smell it when I miss you and up until this morning your marks were on my pillow. The belongings you left are in the back of my car and only taunt me in moments of grief. I never could have predicted what came of our two month adventure. I felt so close to you and loved you with all that I could. I've never found a bond so instant and fulfilling. They say that lovers and friends are replaceable, but you've inscribed such a hole that can't be filled with any predetermined shape. It's like being a child and trying to put the circle block where the square one goes. It doesn't work. I climbed a tree to be close to you. I don't believe in heaven, But  know you loved the view. My shins are tore-up, but minor scratches are nothing compared to this broken-hearted shit. My breath tastes a lot like words we've never spoken. We talked so openly, but despite what  knew, there were things you'd never tell. My attraction to you was instant. I liked your style, your voice, your presence. You talked of promise and passion of this life that you were living. You were funny and sincere. I'll never forget how well we vibed. We could dance together, drink together, make jokes, make friends and just be. There was no code of conduct between us. We could feel however and do whatever we wanted. There was so much for our future that I forgot about our past. I keep seeing you in the passenger seat, kissing my hand and holding it tight. I was so proud to call you mine. I could watch you dance for hours and I loved showing you off to others that never stood a chance. I cry for the trips we'll never be able to go on, the adventures you'll never have on your own. It's a shame that book you were writing will never be sold. After the accident I would lie so still that I thought my heart would literally stop beating. I miss you my love, I'm sorry you had to find out the "big mystery" so soon. I remember looking at you before that last shower. I remember thinking how beautiful you were and how happy you had made me. It's hard being the last person to see you alive. There's so many things I could have said if only I knew. Unfortunately we can't take back time and kisses don't heal wounds.
You were taken away from all of us too soon. Rest easy and I await your visits into my dreams. May your zest for life continue on to the people lucky enough to get a piece of you. You will always be the one that was willing to run naked in the rain with me. With everything I have, and all of my love to give, this is my final goodbye.

Copyright © Aimee Brown | Year Posted 2016

Details | Elegy |


I’ll sleep when I die
Sleep when I die
Go out like Dad
Couldn’t speak when he died
The look in his eyes
Like a newborn
Wishing for words
All the mistakes
Hindsight really is
So was the price
Of that glassine
Every ounce of hope
In a swift rush to the brain
Green light went flat
There was no more

Copyright © William Hernandez | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

I Need Your Smile

Among the stars bright I'll shine
So don't cry for I'll not die
See me in roses and in sunlight
Or high above where birds fly

All hopes and dreams come to end
Like blooming flower withers
Fast it comes when life ends
But very slow for grievers

I'll be redeemed from worldly pain
God's payment is ash or dust
Wages for all that we do is the same.
Finally rest in peace  we must

Love, beauty and health all fade
Gown of glory I'll wear
Pass that bitter grief all the same
And tears all that you bear

Smiles and sorrows are in a blend
Think of me as living for ever
Genuine love is Godsend
Disasters I'll fear never.

Nature's cruelty will not hurt me
Give me your smile, friend
Tears and griefs are not mine
I'll wait for you in the far land.

Copyright © Beejadhur Sewumber | Year Posted 2016

Details | Elegy |


I was asleeped lying on the floor, 
And adorned with lovely flowers; 
Peculiar things were there, 
When with a core heart they bathed me in a blessing showers: 

I don't know what the strange things were going at my house; 
Like an infant, I was upraised on shoulders; 
Each and everyone was there, 
All those who loves me, were with lots of loving rose to bid me Goodbye, mere: 

Indeed each and everyone who loves me was there; .
Still, I was called by their mouth 
with shriek diluted with deep torment fear; 
All of them flowed tears, 
Causes profound calmness instead of fear.

Who never wants to pluck my face, on that day was there; 
With an embellished loving heart; 
How can I be loved and tributed by thy mouths and hearts? 
How can I? This induces in my eyes materialistic fear.

I don't know, why they had stunned by my calm face; 
Why they astonished by seeing me asleeped? ; 
Oh! With a groaning and deep torment, Why were they awaking me from my dreams of peep? : 

Each phase and soul, 
Starts wobbling there, by seeing me; 
Where I was made asleeped forever; 
Those who had a strong love for me, 
From those hands, I was made buried forever and ever!

Copyright © Azitej Anand | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

Elegy 'n' Eulogy for Mohammed Ali Clay

A very famous champion, an inspiring enthusiastic man was he
Who has  now departed , yet is quoted, for many pearls of wisdom
Vociferous king , 
of the boxing ring
A motivating peace star  who shot up to deserved stardom
The earth be proud of such mortal "clay"
Who swayed and reigned hearts, 
as well as the pugilist's kingdom

Notes: about the boxing Great:

These below are the selected facts about Muhammad Ali that I personally found very interesting:
First of all that he had the same birthday as my beloved bro Alihur i.e 17th Jan,

The info below is copied from Wikipedia:
Muhammed Ali Clay
Other names
The Greatest
The People's  champion
The Louisville lip 

Children9, including Laila Ali2]


5 time Ring magazine fighter of the year3-time lineal heavyweight championSports Illustrated 'Sportsman of the Century'BBC 'Sports Personality of the Century'CSHL Double Helix Medal Honoree (2006)Presidential Citizens MedalPresidential Medal of Freedom[4]International Boxing Hall of Fame[5]Hollywood Walk of Fame[6]

Cassius Clay was born and raised inLouisville, Kentucky, and began training as anamateur boxer when he was 12 years old. At 18, he won a gold medal in the light heavyweight division at the 1960 Summer Olympics in Rome, and converted to Islam shortly afterwards. At 22, he won the WBAand WBC heavyweight titles from Sonny Liston  in 1964. Clay then changed his legal name from Cassius Clay, which he called his "slave name", to Muhammad Ali, and gave a message of racial pride for African Americans and resistance to white domination during the 1960s Civil Rights Movement.[12][13]

He was known to for freestyled with rhyme schemes and spoken word poetry,  boxing and as political poetry for his activism, 

Copyright © S.zaynab Kamoonpuri | Year Posted 2016

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A goodbye caused by discrimination

Goodbye friend indeed
For I wish not to say this
Class has given the verdict
Coins have won the battle
Thus they say
Inferior is my clan
They say I am a gold digger
They called me a scavenger
They say rag is my skin
I tell you
I wish not to be an eminent of pauper
Fingers are not equal
All fruits don't ripen the same time
Oh fate!
Partiality is your name.

Copyright © Olukosi Ibitoye | Year Posted 2011

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Adieu Michel, adieu the great gem

An icon bore when the wind stood still

As I waved this emotional hands in fear, 

My tears hung in the mid air

And the gravitation could not pull it down.


Say hello to Mbadiwe, the great hunter.

Say me well to the underworld.

I do not look with watery eyes

 But dwells among the black pots howling

Supplicating like a priest

As you walk down the lonely road, 

Remember those you left behind; 

In the world of sin

May your protective hands be upon us.


Remember the chick you left behind, 

It mourned for you with its sackcloth, darker than the coal.

How be it you left so soon in horror.

Your glories still weeping

Soon men would trampled upon it like the grasses

And the trophies you worked so hard for dies.


With yesterday’s eye, 

We lifted you up high cheering.

Up you raised your hands merrily.

The field respected you and honours your footsteps

Audience slept with your thought in their mind.

And the wind drums cheerfully in your ears as you ran.

Many gifts flew to your palms because you made us proud

In the world of your own you were and ruled passion.


But now, 

The worms had feasted on that pretty body.

Body which I adored thousand times

Well, the creator knows best.

Goodbye Michel

Wing the virgin face of our eager sky

Till we meet to part no more.


Copyright © john chizoba vincent | Year Posted 2014

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People are like ripples,
Running across the lake.
No matter how hard you try,
You can’t catch them,
And keep them in one place.

People are like ripples,
Drifting across the lake.
Despite all your efforts
You can’t hold them close
And keep them next you.

People are like ripples
Reaching across the lake,
They become distant memories
Echoing in my mind,
Creating a sweet, bitter taste.

Copyright © Kay Cary | Year Posted 2016

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Illusion of you and me

Sitting in my room, 
thoughtfully being clueless,

Memories flashing back,
Beautifully being worthless,

What got into us,
Easily being shameless

Just the thought of us,
Hurtfully being meaningless 

Once there was just a two of us,
Sadly is just an illusion of you and me being us.

Copyright © nina mihandoust | Year Posted 2017

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I find it strange coming home 
and not seeing you this evening
I know I shall never see your eyes again
but I shall always feel their gaze
anytime thoughts of you come to my mind
I can still hear your pitiful moan
the first day I kept you in the kennel
Forgive me for not realizing 
that a spirit like yours
was not meant to be caged
After you were set free
how different and alive you looked
jumping around in the yard
with  those precise energetic leaps
So goodbye my little Gypsy
I shall never see you again
but you will always dwell
in that secret spot in my heart
Thank you for the beauty
you brought into my life

November 4, 2013

Copyright © john beharry | Year Posted 2013

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Reversal of Fortune

Over and over again, I am losing track.
Opportunities wasted with tears, sweat and blood,
chances blown into smithereens, a breached contract
like explosives ready and done but all went dud

A table once bountiful, every dish and ware,
aroma of extravagance, hard to resist,
array of choices from platter after platter,
the sky’s the limit until it ceased to exist

Deafening silence vacated the entire hall.
Everything were been raided and swept out empty.
Surprising predicament,ricocheted dodge ball,
so fast to anticipate, such velocity.

Everything is accounted for a certain price,
nowhere else to take cover from fate’s divine reach,
like mortgage, all due with collateral excise,
sucking up to its last drop, a gluttony leech

Life goes insanely inside out and upside down,
risking all in, a gamble of uncertainty.
Time’s the enemy, it runs out as we’re all bound
To death, the end credits reeling with apathy

If I am given power to turn back clock’s hand,
undoing the past is my paramount mission,
apprehend mistakes for myself to reprimand,
the reversal of fortune based on a delusion.

Copyright © Jeffrey dela Cruz | Year Posted 2015

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For A Cynical, She's Dreamy

Vague and Pure
Pieces of Miseries
Sad but Obscure
Dream of the wrong person
Live trying to be in the right.

Close your eyes shut
Sequel of puzzled dreams
You owe them explanations.
They can’t pay with a rewind.

Love is endless
Could be a river of sins
Or a plateau of pretensions.
How could I spell it out?
When my heart’s dry.

I once dream
T’was once a fantasy
I made it reality.
Walk Past like a nightmare
Now I reminisce with a bottle of LIGHT

Here’s to a box of life
Only escaping in dreams
Fear tied the realist
Close thy eyes til’ the innocents awake.

Copyright © Yvette Dignos | Year Posted 2015

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Was 2016 a bad year

Someone said 2016 was a bad year as well known people were dying.
Of course, a lot of not well known people did as well.
In the wars we are experiencing and of terrorists actions.
When I overheard somebody say 2016 was a bad year.
I wondered why!

                           It does not matter who you are.
                         No-one like me! Or a film/pop star!
                           When death calls on you just so!  
                              You cannot stop it, oh no, no.

     I know doctors can repair bad parts.  Like livers, kidneys, even hearts.
  And they can sometimes revive you.  As that’s what God meant them to do.
    I think that’s when He makes a mistake. Calls you before your due time.
     As when I thought I would go.  He seemed to say, ‘Hmm not this time so...’ 
           I know not why, he passed me by.  I try to be good, I really try.
     But as I am mortal like you I see.  I guess another chance, he gave me.
            So when it is my turn to go.  Please don’t all be sad you know.
               As Paradise is a lovely place, quiet, calm and full of grace.
    So cry not, be pleased for me.  Be happy, although me, you cannot see.
        I can watch over what you do.  As that’s what I hear spirits can do.

                         So when a name appears just here.
                             It’s in a book up there, I hear.
                          So worry not for who do now go.
                They are cared for up there, they are just so.

Copyright © STANLEY Harris | Year Posted 2016

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Goodbye Australian Cat

Look at yourself Mr Hunt!
   How can you be trusted.
Appalled by indoor comments of a prisonary view.

Native species fade through the mass destruction of our lands,
Yet you in the veil of science
Conserve a ruthless plan.

Poison takes on innocents
Have you not learned life's lesson
To see myxomatosis ravage, rage and burn in the devil's reflection.

Yet you. Oh no! Yes you
Believe that what you do is best
For future preservation, to ensure your culling's met

By eager fools in genocide
On the islands of your shore.
The year 2020 you will celebrate I'm sure.

But me and others like me
We grow older by the day
Bardot tried to implore you
In an intellectual way.

Blighted by your lack of vision
To impose a steady hand,
To inject mass steralisation
That would retain you as a man.

The slow death and the shooting,
Toxic meat wrapped up in plunder.
Roll up. Roll up conservation
In the land we call down under.

Copyright © Lily Radcliffe | Year Posted 2015

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A Cliche of the Ill-Fated

Six straight bottle of beers
Pick yourself up, walk in the clear
My last text was a revelation
Your response was a mere reaction
Of what comes for us tomorrow. 

You built a barrier of cashmeres
A deafening silence calling for tears
But a smirk is all I can give
I don’t breathe agony. It’s not how I live
Truth sets me free, the cliché disabled you from me

You are now blinded by my reality
It’s still me, the weird girl you once fancy
I can only plead in silence
My words to bend the stereotype of my decadence
But this won’t keep me still, I need to pay the bill.

Our short memories will be my reference
A proof of being felt above the city of iridescence
Thousand miles apart
All I have is a pen and paper to deliver my heart
To a definite, saddening, heartbreaking end
This expires the vague collage of our happy trend.

Copyright © Yvette Dignos | Year Posted 2015

Details | Elegy |

Hard to say Good-Bye

I remember your smile and that twinkle in your eye.
How I miss those talks at the table by your side.
The blessings you had were very many it’s true.
A husband by your side with four children too.
Wife, Mother, and Nanny were the names you took.
Sometimes you liked to sit and read a book.
Above all you were loved and they stood by your side.
Even on that darkest night when we all cried.
We know the love you have for someone never dies.
But sometimes when we think of you we still cry.
Because sometimes it’s hard to say Good-bye.


Copyright © Joseph Sergi | Year Posted 2017

Details | Elegy |

Verses from the Arid Sunset

Tranquil 'pon a drizzling sunset
Alone with clouded sorrow
Partly anguish, vividly hollow
Armor piercing from hatred

Blurred mementos in the fast lane
a wildfire spreading fast with haste
Ashes all over, scattered like rain
A tragedy right at your face

My chest is starting to erupt
from all corners, losing focus
Everywhere are echoes, elsewhere's abrupt
Thirst to end this, nothing to lose

Interfering my train of thoughts
Your hair are all over the place
Oh how will I ever forget?
Oh how my ego float in daze?

Stressed out, so tired and broken
as I puffed my last piece of stick
Processing again and again
Running out of words 'til the nick

Copyright © Jeffrey dela Cruz | Year Posted 2015