She woke up to a sunrise;
Bright in her eyes as she rose
She stares at the moon as it disappears.
The red hat sitting on her dresser,
As she picked out her daily dress.
Brushed her hair, sprayed perfume-
Still, something was missing.
The girl followed the echoes of her mom’s voice;
Alerting her of the time rush.
As she waited for the bus, the sense of incompleteness
Overweighed her.
Right then, her mom lent her the red hat.
A slight grin crosses her lips
As she outfitted herself with the red hat.
From then on, she’s never felt incomplete
Nor forget the red hat.
NO WEDDING BAND, OR RINGS
THEY BOTH ARE NOT WEARING
WHAT HAPPENED?
A LONG-TERM MARRIAGE AFTER DECADES OF YEARS
JUST IN A RELATIONSHIP
NO GENUINE VACATIONS
NO WALK IN THE PARKS
A LONG TERM MARRIAGE
WASTED IN THE DARK?
SOME GREAT DAYS IN THE PAST
AS EARLIER IN THE DAYS
SOME BAD DAYS OVERWEIGHED THE GOOD
A MIXTURE OF EMOTIONS
CARRIED ON BY FEELINGS
IS IT JUST A MARRIAGE EXISTING?
OR, NOT REALLY LIVING?
PEACE, LOVE, JOY
PRAYERS FOR THE TWO
FINDING LOVE AGAIN
IS THE MARRIAGE ENDED?
HURT AND PAINS
CALLING OUT OF NAMES
GRIEF AND UNFORGIVENESS
FOR THE ONE
IS IT TIME TO MOVE ON?
BOTH HAS LEFT
IN AN UNKNOWN WAY
A RING REPLACED
A DIAMOND IS GIVEN
NOW ONE IS REALLY LIVING.
LIFE GOES ON
NO TIME TO WASTE
YEARS PASSING BY
NEVER TOO LATE
HAPPINESS, JOY, PEACE WITHIN
A SMILE WORTH-WHILE
AMEND.
Once there was a candle sitting in front of a mirror
It wept and wept all the while with horror
Dark were the nights
Switched off were all lights
A whole world shivering
A black shadow was overpowering
The candle witnessed deadly sins
Overweighed by a burden were all the house's bins
A poet used to sit by the candle's light
His poems would help make his nights bright
Sad songs were sung by a melting heart
Feelings were pierced by destiny's dart
Some wept more than the candle on their pillows
Their courage was crushed by fate's blows
The candle cried and cried
Why did the sun's rays hide and hide
Tired, once it wished that the wind would blow more
In this way it could be extinguished to its core
Alas, the poor thing was doomed to witness
It's helplessness was mistaken as its fitness...