Ephemeral

by Mahal Ko Kuya Ko   Jun 6, 2018


I used to find
your eerie smell on the staircases,
used to chase your ethereal smile
on the hallways,
used to know you through
registration forms, exam permits,
unfinished lessons, and sitting arrangements…
Now, we’re payrolls apart –
but does that even make sense?

Yes…
for you are my solace
though you’re short-lived.

I used to write your name
on bare skin,
used to address you as my poetry,
used to unravel
the dusts on your ID lace
and the stories
on the strands of your hair…
Now, you’re a clandestine metaphor,
I wonder if it makes sense…

And it does…
for you are my solace
though you’re short-lived.

And it feels like
I’ll miss you eternally…
But will missing you
ever make sense?

No…
for you are my solace

but you are

short-lived.

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  • 1 year ago

    by Merope

    Knowing your affinity for dandelions, I find the theme of the "short-lived" in this poem to be well suiting. Sometimes in life, there are many things that are born into a cycle of transition - whether it's a love that touches your soul so deeply it changes the very essence of who you are as a person or a common dandelion, we come quickly to the understanding not to question it for the sake of our sanity.

  • 1 year ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    So glad to see this nominated. All the very best

  • 1 year ago

    by Em (marmite)

    I adore this

  • 1 year ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    So glad this is nominated.
    First loves never leave us. Never.

  • 1 year ago

    by Ben Pickard

    You are one of the few writers on this site who has the power to transport your reader to the times and the places you describe and actually live them with you.

    Well done on this.

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