Our school days are far behind us now, so sadly,
Yet our shared lives I still praise so gladly.
The moments in our past I will always cherish;
You gave me endless smiles that will never perish.
The memory of your embrace and kindest words
Still fills the air like the morning song of birds.
You always shone with power, grace, and true ability,
Living your life with more abundance than nobility.
I think of innocent days when we just played—
Two little girls giggling, unbothered in the shade.
Atop your bunk bed, anchor women on the screen,
We read the nightly news and imagined every scene.
Those childhood headlines sparked a creative flame,
And taught my heart to love the poetry I now frame.
You enrich your destiny with so much love now,
Stepping into a new journey with a marital vow.
I am eternally grateful to be here as your friend,
Blessed by a beautiful connection with no end.
My days are a golden canvas where true devotion shines,
Reflected in a loyal bond that beautifully entwines.
Always loved by you.
I was with you thick and through
In every lifetime.
In our every moment now,
There's our love's eternal vow.
Empty seashore
The seashore is empty!
In the sea breeze, a vision—
your form!...
a puzzle!... with the pieces of your absence
joined in the refrain of the lapping waves—
pebbles, seaweed, and seashells.
Upon the emerging pebbles,
your light tread!...
An Aphrodite passing by,
steeped in the brine of youth,
leaving behind—in the fading wave—
a note of a wild waltz for this refrain.
Amidst the tangled seaweed,
your embrace!...
tight against the body of beauty,
loosened in the storm of desire,
two rose petals surrendered to the foam,
a note of stolen love—this refrain.
Upon the broken shells,
a shared promise—
the vow of an eternal love,
violated in the shifting sands,
like a shipwreck’s keel snapped in two;
the empty shoreline—a puzzle piece.
Written: July 24, 2026 for a contest sponsored by Line Gauthier
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The golden word whispers of summer fall,
And throw a brash blanket over it all.
Season stretches its emerald print wide,
To warm the woods where shadows creep and hide.
An amber-tinged texture wakes every bough,
As rogue teem signs the earth to seal a vow.
He swore his vows beneath a
hollow sun,
Then broke the trust before
the day was done.
With whispered poison and a
cruel, abusive temper,
He strangled every truth that
he had sung.
He sought his comfort in
another's woman arms,
While tearing down his wife
soul and her love for him.
A masterclass of malice,
stitched with deceiving lies,
He watched the fading
courage in her eyes.
But silence breaks, and I will
not remain,
I'm stepping past the empty
shadow of his bondage chains.
How brittle can the ruin of this heart slay
Like furrowed weeds burned into cinder ,
When church's flowers turn ebon and droop
As winds do not return... nothing moves
Not even air- chimes in their hazy curves:
*
I watch my own body... it becomes a stranger Melting like an anonymous outline
That enters the dark through crushed wails...
He is nowhere , not even a shadow flapping
While a eulogy of abandonment goes unsung, *
*
My fingers quiver in front of an altar…
pain grating the most benevolent
of prayers , chafed by slices of eve
that have no syllables for me…
For on this day, a deserted betrothal
leaves me hanging , hanging on a choir's loft.
And night breezes wash over me vanishing,
That I gaze at my bridal bouquet slowly astir...
A shattered vow, a runaway groom
Cry I must, in solo of dreaded season,
Waiting for hushabye to put me to sleep.
Even if a fierce rain subdued at its core beats against me
do not open the window and welcome it
Even if a wind bowed and gently gathered comes seeking me
do not unfold the crumpled memories
Even if wrinkled years pull at my shoulders
like the ebb tide drawing away do not look back
When death like a mothers embrace murmurs softly
hold it while sharpening the dulled life
Fold life and death together
I came from a fire-forge,
withholding pressure,
and heat.
It had prepared me.
A path designed, not chosen.
I sipped my soul, tasted only bitterness.
A glance in memory, and there is
no stillness.
A realm that scares me to death.
So I am waking up instead.
Known only by me,
my vow.
For all lights that I shut out,
For every tear — each dropout.
For all bruises, mistaken over years,
every scar that I had caused.
This is my pain and my burden.
Each day, a glance in the eyes,
Making sure to keep warm.
To love the world as it is.
One life,one choice
No regrets, just rejoice.
The dreams and smiles
Follow endless miles...
The promise of love,the vow of togetherness,
The sacrifices and the forgiveness...
In this life and then after
To be together, should only matter.
The moments and memories that I treasure
Is there a way to measure?
A promise that is eternal and heavenly
A feeling that is wonderful and lively...
A mystery untold
A secret,wise and bold...
The secret,he who understand
Will know the pain one has,all the storms, withstand.
A feeling so deep,year after year
Will shout louder,without fear.
The silent cries,the invisible tears,
A secret so precious, in heart one bears.
The broken desire, the burning soul
Has the will,to reach the goal.
He who knows the vows and Virtue
Will know the feelings,real and true...
A promise buried in the heart and sealed
Will it ever be revealed?
My dearest wife, my life’s serene delight,
Thou art my dawn, my star, my night.
In thee my restless heart found rest,
Its wandering stilled, its longing blest.
Thy love hath shaped my broken years,
Hath calmed my soul and dried its tears.
Thou saved the man that sorrow knew,
And gave him grace to live anew.
I vow thee faith, through shade and sun,
Till all my fleeting days are done.
When tempests rise or heavens fall,
My heart shall answer still thy call.
Thy hand shall guide me through the storm,
Thy voice shall keep my spirit warm.
Thy heart...my haven, pure and deep,
Where all my hopes and dreams shall sleep.
And when our years to twilight fade,
When age hath claimed the love we made,
Still shall my soul, through time’s decay,
Hold thine...till stars have lost their way.
For love divine, and love so true,
Hath bound my life, my all, to you.
No death, nor night, nor passing flame,
Can dim my vow...nor still thy name.
I found you in the quiet,
not in the chaos of love stories,
not in the rush of youth,
but in the stillness that asked nothing
and offered everything.
Your hand fit mine
like it had been waiting
through lifetimes.
Your eyes held centuries
of familiarity,
as if we had promised this before,
in another sky,
in another world,
with the same hearts beating
beneath different names.
I vow to you
not in grand gestures
or fleeting words,
but in the silent, eternal truth
of my pulse
that knows no rhythm
without yours beside it.
When our bodies fail
and the years take what they can,
I will still find you
in the folds of time,
in the soft hum of stars,
in the breath between dusk and dawn.
I will love you beyond endings.
Beyond the trembling of the earth
and the stillness of the grave.
Beyond the closing of eyes
and the fading of days.
Because love,
the kind that is chosen
again and again,
does not end.
It only changes its form,
carrying us forward
into forever.
And when time forgets us,
my vow will remain -
a whisper carried through the dark,
a promise unbroken,
a love that will not die.
You can only change
what is
with what isn’t
Where you Christen
this moment
by choice
You can only bless
tomorrow
through memory
Where you choose
to be free
— and rejoice
(1st Book Of Prayers: September, 2025)
The quiet between us settles into light,
a hush that weighs more than any word ever spoken
Your breath leans closer as if to speak my name.
Yet nothing breaks the air, no sound is heard.
A shaking pause:
time loosens its embrace,
the fading light leans in,
holding our hearts in place,
I feel a promise hover on my lips,
a secret tide that sways then slowly slips.
No language superior to this quiet vow,
no music sweeter than the moment now.
The silence bends then deepens into bliss.
The world reawakened within one tender kiss.
And in that silence even stars confess
love grows deepest, when it speaks no excess
N-uptial
E-ndurance
S-uccessfully
T-riumphs
O-ver
R-ough
&
S-eas,
U-sing
S-olid
A-ffection
N-everendingly
©bfa052925
Monocrostic (Anniversary of Nestor & Susan Panganiban)
May we forever be lovers,
May we forever be friends,
And should we hurt each other,
May we quickly make amends.
May we enjoy our passion,
But never let compassion die,
Thinking in selfless terms as we,
Never emphasising I.
May we forever be soul-mates,
May our love eternally last,
May the food of love sustain us,
May we never have to fast.
May we use each other’s strengths,
When we are feeling weak,
May we both learn to compromise,
And always as one voice speak.
May we never keep dark secrets,
May we never tell each other lies,
May we both work unceasingly,
To ensure our love never dies.
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