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Written: August 15, 2023
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Being devoid lends the soul to thrive fonder.
Missing you—for longer and longer,
With each passing day, my love grows stronger.
Bound by distance—but hearts beat in wonder.
Deathly afraid—my heart may burst,
Aching for your touch, my soul thirsts.
In the silence, I crave your embrace.
Longing to grip your loving face.
You may love me best; I love you worst.
Trapped in a love that's both blessed and cursed.
The deeper I miss you—how much I ache.
A love so deep, it feels such a quake.
In the stillness of the night, I whisper your name.
Hoping my words will reach you beyond any frame.
Longing in Silence, my heart's silent plea,
To bridge this distance and set my soul free.
With every breath, I crave your presence near,
Hoping against hope that you too feel this fear.
Being devoid lends the soul to thrive fonder.
But missing you, oh how I ponder,
Will the day ever come when we'll be together?
Or will this longing—for silence last forever?
The nights grow colder, the days feel longer,
My heart yearns for you—my love is stronger.
Though the miles may separate us, my love remains.
In the depths of my soul, it forever sustains.
In the depths of my longing, I find solace and pain.
For in the absence of your love, I find no gain.
But still, I hold onto hope—a flickering flame,
That one day our love will no longer be in vain.
So I'll wait in silence with a heart full of desire,
Knowing that our love can withstand any fire.
Absence may lead the heart to grow fonder,
But my love for you will only grow stronger.
And in the depths of this longing, I'll hold on tight,
Believing that one day you'll be by my side.
I am not your mind, but I think of you
I am not your heart, but I feel you and I'm missing you
I am not your family, but I care for you
I am not your blood, but am ready to share the pain
I am not your voice, but I can tell how good or bad you are
I am not a comedian nor a clown, but I'll be happy seeing you smile
I am no engineer nor an architect, but I can be your blocks to build
I am neither an anesthesia nor an analgesia, but sure I can relieve your hurt
I am no priest nor a police, but I can well listen for woos and truths
I can be both devil and angel, but sure by all means I am mere human
Above all these, I am one willing person to accept the whole of you
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olive_eloi
O3/13/2014
1:44 am
motif: romantic
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Originally Written on February 05, 2024; 12:13 AM
Written for my deceased grandmother: Purification C. Ferrer
In Manila, where work fills my days,
I’d visit for your birthday in so many ways.
I'd ask what you'd like to eat,
Papa would always say healthy,
but Jollibee was your treat.
Ignoring his advice with a quiet scheme,
You insisted “healthy lacks the dream”
This year, with an excuse in mind,
I missed your calls, a regret I find
On sunny days, meetings took my time,
On rainy ones, I chose sleep's climb.
Gloomy days slipped through, on silent phone,
Multiple times you called, I left them alone
In shadows of regret, where pain resides
Waiting for me, your patient heart
I’m sorry Mama a profound impart
I'm sorry, Mama, I wasn’t there
I’m sorry Mama, with all regrets
People say the dead can't hear, yet
Still, I pray my sorry reaches you, oh dear
I’m sorry Mama Ta with all my heart and sincere
And as Daddy CF would always say,
“I love you with all my heart”
In our reply, a sentiment clear
“I love you forever & ever"
I did not mean to leave you 'cold'
But you must understand
This tragedy had to unfold
Our lives have been pre-planned
Our life together had to end
It's time you accept this
Think of all the fun we had, friend
And then, me, you won't miss
Please come out of your reverie
I know you need to grieve
I'll be a fading memory
If you'll just let me leave
I'm watching over you today
From way beyond the blue
So don't despair, grief will relay
The strength to see this through
You'll soon be warm, no more so 'cold'
Just sing the blues away
Go on livin', be brave and bold
The rhythm of life you play
{This is a kind of response to the song 'Cold' by Black Country Communion}
In a hundred small things you are lost,
Dimmed memories each daybreak’s cost.
In the fret of noon you do not dwell,
As hours with dreary trifles swell.
From the hues of twilight you are chased,
For thoughts are by no quiet graced.
Yet aging days do adjourn their siege,
Where past doth seamless present breach.
Though lights on night’s canvas gaily prance,
You appear when I starward glance.
Quickly came months, disintegrating years to gone.
In that way, time did alter-sway my grieving sphere.
My initial crying mainspring long ago stopped
though, at times, new tears do swell, then quietly drop.
Through grace, my hurt’s intensity calmed and altered
while my heartache’s core substance never once faltered.
Let life’s days proceed as seasons dutifully dispense
but, Daddy, know my missing you remains intense.
I want so much to tell you, long for you to know,
I am no longer an uncertain woman-girl.
With you I could now discuss matters of the world
then hug you tight, twinkle smiles and curtsy a twirl.
I wish I had snuggled into your strong shoulders
when a toddler, little girl, teen and then older
but such does not express the truth of our story,
it was not our Father-Daughter human journey.
No need, no way, no use, Daddy, for more sorry.
We no longer need heed regret’s weighted worry.
Our issues were spiritual growth intended
and love itself kept our twin silence befriended.
No longer do love-regret tears need to be wept
though I still miss you more than my joy can accept.
drowning in shallow water
knowing how to swim,
but not knowing how to float
i do not blame her for leaving
drowning in shallow water
knowing how to swim,
but not knowing how to float
i do not blame her for choosing him
my main mistake was wanting too much time to myself
my main mistake was pushing her, and her love, away
my main mistake was taking her sincere, precious love for me for granted
my main mistake was underestimating and doubting her inner strength as well as her independence
now there she is happy, smiling , and so in love with a real man
now here i am, a sad, pouting, pitiful little boy with a long way to go
my stomach is not full from the shallow water in which i am drowning in
it is instead from the heavily liquefied regret that is still painfully grounding in
I went away for just three days
Though three days were too many
It feels like something missing
From my heart
and
From my soul
My spirit oh so empty
I’m no longer feeling whole
Each day I walk beside her
And each day she permeates my soul
Such peace and calm serenity
Transfusing her tranquillity
Oh how I miss her so
She’s calm just like a mill pond
Or with waves that crash ashore
Each day unlike another
For not one day be the same
A newly painted water colour
With sky so blue her frame
For me to hang upon my heart
Her gift for to admire
Taking with her all my stress
My spirit riseth higher
I feel gladdened and content
As my soul begins to dance
In her flowing chiffon dress
I swirl and twirl
like a young girl
To the music of the sea
I am at one
I am at peace
Heart and soul in harmony
for ‘tis me and the deep blue sea
Written 27th August 2021
Contest Your Favourite August 2021 Poem
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A Love Letter
Started writing for the Love Letter Contest but finished too late : (
My Precious Maria,
I can remember it like it was yesterday… your first words to me…
They sang a melody like no other I had ever heard.
I swear my heart did a back flip at “Hello”
Since the day we met I’d seen my world through starry eyes
Through sun drenched days and blue colored skies
And your beauty had become the arms into which I hopelessly fell.
Looking back… I am in awe of the way we were with each other
We were truly like best friends from those first days
And through the years our love grew strong
Our hearts knew this home is where we’d always belong
Walking around with you, holding your hand… I was the proudest man alive
And that feeling never changed throughout our years together.
I told you everyday that I loved You, that you were all the woman I could ever need…
And that you were the prettiest girl in the world, indeed.
I can still feel the press of your sweet gorgeous lips against mine
And how they always made me weak in the knees
I loved when you insisted that I kiss you “like I mean it”
when I was rushing out the door…
I can still hear with pristine clarity…your inimitable laugh at my stupid humor…
how I adored that………..How I miss that……….
I’m wrapped within a loneliness of unrequited bliss
As I stare at photos on the wall and dream a lovers wish.
A wish to feel you loving me, that’s where my anguish lye
or hear your sweet voice saying… “you’re my very handsome guy”…
I promise I will try my best…
to hold on to all that we’ve been blest
inside my heart’s special place
reserved for your ethereal grace.
So whenever I want to speak with you or hold you tight..
I will listen for your whispers
in the flush of the wind on a cool autumn’s night
I’ll see you in the stars when the moon’s full to sight
And I’ll kiss your lips when my dreams are in flight…
In love for all eternity
And baby… although you are gone… my heart is still so in love with you
And longs for the day that we dance once again in the presence of God.
The sky is crying…
Like a gentle southern rain,
Falling, pouring, pounding out a beat
In rhythm with the memories,
The tunes of forever that we played,
History’s not winning, though….
The sky is crying…
Like the storms across the night,
Silencing the stars and moon with yearnings
Trembling echoes who blow away the
Hopes, the dreams, the pent up feelings
Bleeding like forever calling…
The sky is crying…
Like a burning bridge in the distance,
Reminding with a sigh that wherever I turn
There are passions burning, fading
Beneath clear, soft showers, drizzling
Storms releasing forever…
The sky is crying…
There is silence in every direction
My faith is yearning, quivering beneath
The presence of a memory, a burden
Left to make me believe – to remember
Forever is still waiting…
Somewhere, the sky is crying tears of joy
Because, despite the pain, there has been
More to gain in the shuddering remains…
Forever, I pray… still changes the rain
To the clearest sunny day – still, I will never
Turn you awayyyyyyyyyyyyyy
This poem was originally intended for this contest:
Stevie Ray Vaughan Inspiration Poetry Contest
Song Inspiration: The Sky is CRYING
Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori
May 13, 2023
But the sponsor deleted the original contest so... here is an oddball poem!