Bereft

by Mahal Ko Kuya Ko   Sep 16, 2015


To those who don't know,
I let Dandelions die
on this abandoned roads,
and the graffiti scribbled on them
cried the time
I hid all the stars
and killed the fireflies
glowing amidst stardusts
and black-out states of mind.

I thought I could always
write my heart out,
but the evening serenity
just forbids me to.
My heart belongs to you...
still, you disappear
like stardusts melting upon my skin.

August buried hope
capital city by capital city
within me,
but it never succeeded,
as I still long for that street
where wind chimes know my name
and letter by letter,
they spelled it
in every wind
that ever shook
their doubts and existence.

It is gloomy and incomplete,
the days I carried
the burden of those sunsets.

Hope your farewells
have reached me
that twilight,

but farewells can't reach
those who bleed behind trampled flowers...

...like I do.

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  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    You write such beautiful imagery and I can feel the emotion in this piece.

    Em

  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    You write such beautiful imagery and I can feel the emotion in this piece.

    Em

  • 1 year ago

    by PETER EDWARDS

    The imagery that this poem expresses is fantastic, and I enjoyed reading every line.
    Every line is packed with emotion, and longing, and I found it to be an enthralling write.
    Well done.

  • 1 year ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    Hello,

    I am in awe of your talent dear poet. Your use of poetic language is exquisite. The imagery and sense of sadness actually translates so I actually feel your message. Bereft is how I feel now.

    Excellent work.

    Take care,

    Michael

  • 2 years ago

    by Rania Moallem

    Sooo beautiful. This poem is just very beautiful. The wording is so deep and lyrical.

    This is more like a 3D poem. Your closing words leave an impact especially with their opposition to the lines before them.

    Loved the feeling it gave me.

    The opening was very very catchy and shocking in some sense. As in very direct and gets you very curious.

    The rest of the stanzas were very creative. I loved this poem to death.

    Hope it gets to the front page. Also nice title. Love the word.