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 May 6 Jīn Sīyǎ
SGP
Through hard times you have been by my side,
Holding my hand and giving me a shoulder to cry.
But now I am alone and empty
and the tears are pouring down.

I know you are not far from here,
I know that you still love me,
though there is something in my head
that wants to make me insecure
even though I trust in your words.

Hold me tight in your arms
and tell me its al right,
whisper in my ear
that you will always be here.
Kiss my forehead and say,
I'll always be yours
for now
for evermore.
 May 6 Jīn Sīyǎ
SGP
Stranger you were, waltzed into my life, oblivious to what was to rise.
Broken and in pieces you found this soul, but yours was not better, so I'm told.

To confide and find solace in one another, has granted a spark to flourish.
It was rushed, you may say, yes I will not contradict, but at the same time I don't regret.

Time is irrelevant  once your heart starts.
To you that has my heart in his hands, I will leave you to care for it however you want.
 May 6 Jīn Sīyǎ
SGP
I thought I forgot you. But you never left.
I thought I moved on but your presence is there.
The way your cologne fills the empty space, I know you're not here but I wish you were.
I can hear the whispers, remember your embrace.
I thought I moved on, but you never left.

Your being remains where it's more important.
Your memories are shared with the ones you loved.
Although you're no longer with us.
It's like you've never gone.

Remembering you like this, will do no help.
So I will let you go, even though it's strange.

I thought I moved on.
Guess this time I will.
I has been 17 years since you were taken from us. The pain is less but it's never truly gone.
My door
is open
by day
do drop over
for coffee
if you come
this way

my door
is also open
by evening
if you're hungry
join me
in supping

my door
will open
every tomorrow
come in
to chat
to share
whatever
this I'm sure:
our understanding
of each other
will splendidly grow
Well, well, well
no one can tell
whether
you are well
or unwell

your outward
manifestation
doesn't ring a bell

we are each
wearing a mask
a mystery
it does spell

life then
is summarised
in just two words:
either well
or unwell
On the hill,
laid side by side,
wrapped in warmth,
hands intertwined.

breath met breath,
so did love,
shy moon peeked
through drifting clouds.

above them,
stars scattered in dark,
but it was their hearts
that held the night.
just had a déjà vu of my stargazing date with a past-life lover
But is dying merely a rebirth within the echoes
Of another's memory, in another's mind
Forever lingering in another’s heart –
Being this forever last touch?

Death, is far from silent, loudly resonating
Within the echoing tears of the living,
Not so cold; those cherished memories
Of you, ignites smiles that envelop us in warmth.

Though, as much as we know you now
We realize we never truly knew you at all!
Even in death, the narrative of your once
Existence, is living in another’s memories –
As a depth far beyond what we could even hold.
Don't seek
anyone's opinion
just your point
of view to confirm
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