The detective steps into the room,
I know the questions that are coming;
No bright lights of intimidation,
yet the anticipation is humming.
We stare at the evidence provided,
trying to pick the story apart,
and put it back together, from the end,
right up until the start.
So detailed statements are being made,
some may even contain the truth,
but the further back, the reasons fade:
it's been a long time since my youth.
We drained rivers and raised the tide
Why panic? Just run and hide
With pained shivers and ragged pride
Cry Havoc! The sun has died
They say everything happens for a reason,
Something I always believed to be true -
Reasons we sometimes cannot fathom,
But reasons just the same.
Everything happens for a reason,
I know this to be true,
But I just can't understand
Why it had to be you.
What plausible reason could there be
For you to be taken away from me?
"It was their time",
Is what everyone says to me,
However, I can't seem to agree.
Not when you had your whole life ahead of you,
Meant to follow your dreams
And make us prouder
Than life itself.
Not when you had so much to teach me,
So much left from you to learn,
For you to be there for the big moments
That you always so much loved to show the world.
You were meant to be glittering this world
With all the shine of your presence,
But instead you;re dancing in Heaven
While I continue to grieve
The gap of your absences.
A tall Tree with lush-green leaves in my backyard,
standing upright like an umbrella gives me shade,
refuge to countless birds and squirrels.
Heart-wrenching tune created by a musician from the strings of a Veena,
surreal temple chimes serenading to the horizon,
soothing birdsongs at every dawn in summer,
chirping by homecoming birds at vermillion dusk,
emerald waves lapping on the amber seashore….
collecting seashells from the sand I walk on barefoot,
watching snow falling incessantly and
creating silvery laces on the roof-tops,
All these and many more,
makes my heart melt and feel serenely thankful.
Everyone has a place they are coming from
Don't goad the horse when it won't run.
I detect sorrow in your eyes
Because there were no alibis.
(chorus)
All the reasons why
You gave it your last try
The only way to forgive yourself
is to take the past off the shelf
It's worthwhile when you pause
Trace the roots, trace the cause
Find a peace under God's sky:
When you know the reasons why.
Our mind is a spectator, but we're also on the stage
We adlib the lines, when we can't find the page.
There's a gap between who we are and who we wish to be.
Who we are is how we deal with that discrepancy.
Some blame others for that gap
Some blame it on fortunes mishap
Some say they meant it all along
Convince themselves there's nothing wrong.
You can replay the movie in your mind
Facing facts can feel unkind
Still, tracing causes breaks the chain,
So you won't show that side again.
All the reasons why,
The thoughts we hide, the truths we deny.
And if your heart can heal again,
It starts with seeing where it’s been.
We’re all just travelers on our own
Kicking ourselves for what we should have known.
At least we have to try.
To find out the reasons why.
At this uncertain time in our history…
when every day our own government
gives us a hundred reasons to cry…
with actions contemptible and vile…
may we be blessed with the fortitude
the courage
and the perseverance…
to give the world
a thousand reasons to smile.
98.
Reasons for My Existence
It's God who gave me
This soul and body
He is the reason
Of this creation
It's father and mother
Who caress and nurture
They are the reasons
Of my aspirations
I am a creation
For God's intention
I am an aspiration
For my parents' satisfaction.
-03/02/2012
(Dumarao)
*Third Incubus Collection
We cannot agree
because we are coming from different places
diverse experiences
some of us are only children
others had six siblings
some had parents who disappeared or ran off
others had parents who are still hovering over them in their forties
some worked during high school
others have never held a job
different people
our upbringing was not the same
our traditions, cultures and rules are varied
different neighbors, different schools, different pets
or no pets at all
there is no way we can agree
identical twins had a different sibling
Write a monoku about an injustice, a passion or fear Poetry Contest
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I fear Father Time creeping up on me~
and taking my breath away.
For you, I can't even think of a thousand promises.
But I promise you this: my love for you shall not ever decrease.
One reason is you helped me learn how to put my mind more at ease.
I adore
And you abhor
I love
And you loathe.
I love you forever
And you loathe me
Regardless of your demeanor
I will always show pity.
I love you with a passion
I adore you with devotion
Love is a panacea, a remedy.
I adore you and you abhor me
I love you and you loathe for no reasons and no grounds
Mind you, karma knows no seasons and no bounds
Copyright © October 2025 Hébert Logerie, all rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
1.
Everything happens for a reason
Despite some happenings of chaos
In the changing of the seasons
When the autumn comes to play us
Songs about the withered leaves
That fall down to make a carpet
We can walk beneath the trees
To the local farmers market
But there’s something unassailable
That remains in memory
Though it might be unavailable
Like an access to the tree
You considered mine, and showed me
How it towers by the road
Where I never meant to be
For the reason, still untold
2.
What’s the reason, when it’s gone?
Let’s excuse the reasons if
They’re not evident or strong
Not the points we did achieve
How on earth we met each other
I shall never know, you said
Neither would I, but I rather
Feel our meeting was preset
Darkly through the glass I see
What my memory unfolds
Your sweet smile, your vapes and tea
Macke’s painting on the wall
Why we had to disappear
And this room has lost its view?
What exactly did we miss here?
You can’t tell, and I’ve no clue.
I have 33 reasons
Why I won’t go home.
I am a loyalist
Tortured by iniquity
Captive of antiquity
But the snake inside me
Is unfolding its fibers of cypress
And the water is thicker than blood
I have 33 reasons
Why I wont go home.
1. Stess Kills
2. Stress causes sickness
3. Stress rasises your blood pressure.
4. Stress make you very much unhappy. It is a terrible burden.
5. Stress lingers on for a long lengthy time without you realising it. It doesn't go away easily.
I beheld the quaking aspen, shaking and gold
I quaked in resonance with the breeze
If you're young inside, you never get cold
Its recriminations that make your spirit freeze
I wept beneath the weeping willow
It felt like the right place to cry
Under its cascades I found a pillow
Had a sad feeling, didn't know why.
When autumn colored I found a burning bush
Its red leaves engrossed my mind
I was aimless; needed a push
A small voice told me which path to find.
The wind sounded eerie through the screaming tree
I thought of ghosts, and the sum of all fears
I looked for clues at the canopy
I learned life was not as it appears
They laugh when I followed the cedar and oak
then turn around to tie their ship to any fad
To be swayed by trees may be a joke
But following herd river is just as bad.
I'll take a subliminal hint from every tree
Can you trace your worldview from what planted the seed?
I'll go with botany, to some degree
You can go with the river; I'll go with this creed.
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