Though you may not speak those three words to me yet,
It is all of your efforts and actions I will never forget.
You left such a deeply endearing impression on me
By being immediately captivated by what you see.
Though you may not always have for me the time,
I will have all the musing time to write rhyme after rhyme,
As it is not just only time to time I think of you,
Instead it is all the time I wish for what we always do.
Though you are experienced in casual love and lust,
I know we can build a strong foundation of hopes and trust.
I value being honest with you, so I won't hurt your heart.
I want to prove to you the beauty of this new start.
Though you are wondering how can I fall for you so soon,
You have no clue how you make me feel so over the moon.
All of your actions show me you do love me to a starting extent.
You are the one I want to make me feel so content.
Though everything seemed the same,
We appreciated the differences which came.
Love was no longer in the air, but became rain,
Pouring down, washing away all of our pain.
Seemingly everything had suddenly changed,
But even then we’re still both slightly deranged.
Love was no longer so difficult to be found,
Rather it’s always within ourselves, yet all around.
Though everything’s different than it used to be,
We finally have a love even everyone else can see.
Love no longer just once a feeling,
As we cherish this new beginning.
Seemingly nothing for us will ever be the same,
But we’re relieved of a sadness we believed we couldn’t tame.
Love truly all the more meaningful,
With these sincerest of words so plentiful.
it is the smallest thing on earth
smaller than an ant or a louse,
smaller than a fungus,
so small that when it passes by you can't see it,
you can't feel it, because it's the tiniest thing on earth hiding sometimes in a tear, othertimes in an outstretched hand,
sigh,
cry,
we want her for us, but she's always by our side,
with the mastery of the philosopher, it leads us by the nose to where considers,
lures us like a gravedigger disguised in a goddess,
it does not fall on your lap, not even in your mouth like a riped pear,
because it is the most ordinary thing on earth hidden in your warmth,
we all run after her like after a bridal veil blown by the wind
10.03.2021
Although He's spiritually
Among us and not physically
He's out
There on a scout
Looking at all cost to host
Only those who are lost
Because He's passionate
He forgives without any condition
Although
Short is our existence on planet earth
Eternal
Are the consequences of our actions
In heaven!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
21 February 2019
Although you’re not here
I can feel you
I can feel you
Although you're not here
I can see “you” in your written words
I can see “you” in your written words
Although you're not here
When I hear your voice it's like you're
wrapping your arms around me
When I hear your voice it's like you’re
wrapping your arms around me
Although you're not here
The tone of voice says I love
The tone of voice says I love
4-1-17
Alexis Y.
Although we may lose faith in our Lord many times He never loses faith in us!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
15 March 2017
Sijo 9
although a drizzling shower/hitting the garden-stepping-stones
it’s very difficult to say/if spring is here or not
because of the chilling air/makes me shiver with the cold
I was on a boat
made of my cherished memory
drifting along the river named ‘Time’
called your name; my dear, my darling
why don’t you answer my call? is it because
you cannot hear me or are you just ignoring me?
it hurts me most, I’m pierced with sadness,
because I wanted you so bad;
though, you are a heartless-man,
I waited sat by a waterfront all the night sleepless
are you lost on the way home? I felt so sad
I thought I saw a lonely shadow pass by
beckoning, and now it dwells in my heart wordless…
I kept thinking the shadow is you
and that’s why I see a wingless bird
soar in dark sky from the other side of the river bank
Although I've Gotten a Bit Wiser
There is of course the ruin of the old,
when the dead pass through them
like dreams or shadows, darkly
and without purpose-
drinking wine and prune juice they
forget the dead in a hideous chair
outside the GS supermarket.
How do I forget the dead?
How do I forget myself?
... and then, as if by magic,
reason prevails...
although, I've gotten a Budweiser.
Love is false to those like I
Whimsical enough to dip their feet in such dangerous waters
Confiding our faith in one presumed to hold our heart
Overlooking our indecisive nature
Intoxicated with, but oblivious to the ignorance
Of the concept of forever, with them
Holding close-fistedly onto the hand that only knocked you down
The desire for them painfully develops from craving into a longing urgency
A misguided belief gone amiss
Mutualism for the other nonexistent in their intangible eyes
Spiraling in a mutilated defeat seems fit the exclusive option
Once brought to consciousness of your now brutal reality
You were doubtless in your supposition
For a second you were conclusively unequivocal
That you were close enough to possess and proclaim…their Love
Never one to embrace his or her secular world's, philosophies ¿
Having lived long enough viewing their mostly, end results: puddle of mud's
Everythings so blurry and everyones so fake and everybody's empty and everything
Is so messed up yet as in Aida; no, not all ? Skipping past the round about: California Chrome....
Baby's owner stood amid a heart's passion sonadoras; dreaming in Cinderella's colours got to love them
These mystic lullabies; choking on their rainbow skies; open up your eager eyes; destiny is calling you ? I too
Believe, in that these night stand visits, Mister Brightside: Less we forget as his King Herod once upon a time did
Giving praise as glory where they absolutely belong; "Our Holy Loving Heavenly, Father." There is no doubt amid my mind
Here at her vertigo this paradox twain their flesh and blood: Divinity, stepped up to intervene set aside what may have been ? Baby's, glass slipper.
I held my tears, confronting you
You were trying to soothe my heart
I tried to say a word to you
But you continued telling me, How to Lighten up My Heart.
Every time you encouraged, I tried to say my word
It was just that, you didn't stop!
I know you were showing your sympathy
I know you understood my pain
You tried every aspect to stop me
From getting myself hurt again.
You asked me several questions
Without giving me time to think
And then you tried all the locutions
Might my pain get shrink.
But, I know my questions, I know my answers,
I know how to stop my bleed
I wanted someone to just listen
And just listen and do me a deed.
Presuming that, I need some time think,
You lift your air and went
I was trying to say something…
You just didn't understand!
Although its October
I'll wish you a Happy Thanksgiving
Although it October
I'll wish you a Merry Christmas
Although it October
I'll wish you a Happy New Year
Although it October
I'll wish you a Happy Valentine's Day
Although it October
I'll wish you a Happy St. Patrick's Day
Although its October
I'll wish you a Happy April Fool's Day
Although its October
I'll wish you a Happy Cinco De Mayo
Although its October
I'll wish you a Happy Mother's Day
Although its October
I'll wish you Happy Father's Day
Although its October
I'll wish you a Happy Independence Day
Although its October
I wish you'd grant me one wish.
I wished them all to you,
And i ask for only one
Stay with me from October to October
Stay with me From November to November
Stay with me from December to December
From January to January
From February to February
From March to March
From April to April
From May to May
From June To June
From August to August
From September to September
Although its October
And My birthday's so far away
Although its October
Please, Won't you stay?
Although
Although you’re not that little baby
I once gently held in my arms
And although you’re not that tiny one
To whom I stared at all its charms
Although your fingers have really grown
I still like them wrapped around my thumb
And although your legs are twice as long
I still enjoy them when they run
Although your cries are ever few
They still bring me on a dime
And although your kisses are even fewer
They still melt me every time
Although you no longer sleep on my chest
I still cuddle with you in bed
And although you like your space
On my arm you rest your head
Although your favorite sleeper no longer fits
It still hangs in your room
And although we should pass it on
That won’t happen none too soon
Although rattles have been replaced with toys
And a 4 in 1 stroller to a bike
And although I can’t slow you down
It’s something that I like
Although these memories are of the past
They stay imbedded in my mind
And although time has moved on
They are never hard to find
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