the grey clouds come hovering
the thunder reverberates throughout the mountainous terrain
the lightning luridly laces the skys
and the showers come in mesmorizing downpour
it's a symphony of mother nature's deluging affections that sooths the appetent dry desert soul
©KimsAsia
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Monday
Sunday
shadows of sadness and curious intrigue
my heart bleeds of sorrow when I am away from you
every picture brings me to tears as they tease
shame on me for not making the most of the time's you've been near
for what I'd feared is here
longing to fix my eyes on you again
because some of the best things I've forgotten
overshadowed by sorrow with these miles between us
as time away grows with each passing hour
it's time for another embrace
of familiar smells and sounds gone by
that only you can re-ignite
the passions, the joys
sweet faces of little girls and boys
the burning sun pierces this heart
for it sees where I long to be
shadows of sadness and curious intrigue
dim the rays of life's light
as I wonder just how I'd find you after all these years
how much of what I remember will be intact
will there still be the sweet innocence
or will there be evidence of evolving character
from outside influences reshaping what once was
only when I'm with you
can my heart peacfully pulse
no more sleepless nights
followed by, yet, another lonely day
I'm coming home
Wednesday
I'll Get Over You
I know I will
though in this moment I still love you
and the pain of being severed is ever so stunning
but just like the others your so called "conditional' love will dwindle
and so will the hurt
one thing has been learned [better now than never]
is that you put a petty price on small human behavor
for what is unconditional love if it can't be lived out
if it doesn't exist within you today
then it was never there at all
because unconditional love never stops for a day
it's challenged, strengthened and endures with no end
Labels:
poetry
PACIFIC

Moving like a breeze but with incredible force
From far beneath the surface
She seems to exist as a life source dependant on so little
And yet within lies so many varying lifeforms
Dependant on her oxygen
Lost traveler's have been left to her mercy
Some she has spared, some she has consumed
She moves in currents of warm and cold
Sometimes freezing, sometimes frozen solid
Such a beauty to behold
Some natives revere her like a god to be feared by all
They read her pleasure or displeasure by what she produces
Others simply enjoy her beauty in varying azure shades
As she reflects herself in the sky
She is freckled with islands
Some big, and many so small
She embraces them all like precious jewels
With soul soothing waves that can be heard
From dawn to dusk, from dusk to dawn
When she is disturbed from deep within
The islands and dwellers thereof
Are slammed with waves of uncontrollable force
Earning her names like Tidal and Tsunami
Some would define that as her way
Of making man pay for the wars they've polluted her with
Others blame it on harmful contributions to her skies
Even still, no amount of shifting blame
May ever fix or remove her dwindling beauty
I'd like to fix my eyes on her again
I'd like to do so from the sky
For she holds within her magnitude
The islands I long to visit again
Where I first entered the world
I'd like to experience her white laced movements
And toe hugging sandy floors
To smell her salty breeze
That gracefully kisses her shores
To be swept away by it
Carry me there
Because that's where I'd like to enjoy her
Cradled in a hammock hanging from a coconut tree
Oh, to be lulled to sleep at night
By the sounds of her soul soothing waves
That can be heard through
The windows of my bahay kubo
ⓒmyasia1972.blogspot.com
Labels:
Filipino-ness
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poetry
Tuesday
Childhood Sentimental Sappiness At it's Best
So carefree and oblivious to the grown up world around us
The songs of childhood we lived.
The sounds of laughter
Echoed through the school halls
And flooded onto the playground.
There was little to fear but fear itself.
Where are you now?
Do you remember our childhood days?
I remember the laughter
And I remember the tears.
Could you still love me now for the person I am
Or would we be too different to relive
The joy of being friends?
I still live in the sentiments of years gone by.
Especially when fond memories of you
Are delightfully caught in my mind's eye.
You of kindred spirit I still can't forget
You took pieces of me that longs to be free.
Free to find those moments in time
That only in memories can be found.
As time fades and I grow with age
Such cozy memories seem to find shade.
That's where my mind's eye squints and wonders
If memory's shadows will grow darker or larger.
If I ponder too long
My heart no longer appears to be strong.
The tears come as hope of finding you again
Appear to be fading .....yet again.
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