It’s getting
harder by the day
Wondering what
you’d be doing tonight
The day is
drawing nearer each day
When we were
suppose to meet
I dreamt that
when all is done
In the sacred
place, in His sanctuary
You would swing
by my humble abode
We would laugh
away the night
In secrecy we
would
Cuddle under
the velvety sky
Counting the
stars
Not wanting to
think the future
That we wanted
but now fail to ignore
I remember long
ago
The fire of
annoyance lighting our way
Until it
fizzled out
With much fear
I chose the path
Leading to your
heart
Didn’t you
choose the same?
You’ve let me
be
High and dry in
the highway
I’ve been too
far already
To head back
home alone in this cold night
Wouldn’t you at
least lend me your flickering light?
The couch
reminds me of you
And I fail each
day not to stare at its emptiness
I don’t enjoy
swinging by anymore
The place I
once frequented
We made
memories there
I remember the
minute detail,
Your gentle
touch,
The fire in
your eyes
I can still
hear your heartbeat
While you now
seem to forget it all
You filled that
empty street for a while
Now it’s empty
and dark all over again
A mountain of
pride tells me each day
That I’ve been
wronged
I’ve seen it
with my eyes
The betrayal in
your gait
It keeps me
calm during the day
Drives me to
work and reach me home safe
But as I lay to
rest in the night
The quietness
reminds me again
How much I miss
you
And I lie to
myself that you didn’t wrong me at all
That I brought
all these upon myself.
2 comments:
Another sweet and beautiful poem from the maestra herself. Great post.
oi thanks.i tilawm awm thin ..
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