Best Poems Written by Juvy Cirujano

The Window By The Mango Tree

There was a window by the mango tree,  
facing west, where sunlight spilled like secrets.  

That’s where I waited,  
where I last saw you—  
not waving, just walking.

The curtains danced even when the wind was still.  
They remembered your scent  
better than I did.

I tried to forget the taste of afternoons  
without your laugh in the hallway.  
Tried to unhear the sound  
of your keys…  
not returning.

The mango tree grew quiet,  
like it, too, was grieving.  
Its fruits fell without reason—  
like how people leave  
without explanation.

Even now,  
I pass that window  
and forget to breathe.

This is how I remember it:  
Not with fireworks or music,  
but with silence,  
and the ghost of your footsteps  
fading into the floorboards  
of a house  
that no longer knows your name.

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