A Prose For You

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I never thought your death had an impact on me...

I don't know why...

It may be the past that we had shared once...

along with family, friends, and neighbors...

It may be a fear, that all of my contemporaries, 

all that had been a part of me is gone...

It may be compassion,

for you have labored for what you wanted in your life...

compassion, for I have seen 
that you seem tired 
but catching up... 

your last video and pictures say so...

compassion,

that you may not have experienced the love you 

wanted...

It may be a regret,
 for not letting you
 again in my life...

Life is really short..looking at all my pictures...

where am I when you were sad and lonely...

where am I all those years...

I know... but I stopped talking to you...

I never seemed to bother...

 the way you look at me on two different occasions...

..when my father and your mom died...

I know, you were the one who defended me for the way my hair looks...

The look that you wanted to hug me...

but then I ignored it and became passive...

I don't even know if I can go and see you for the last time...

I am crying... I was your 'Mie.. 

I am actually blaming myself for that one more chance...

When you found out we have the same fate in love...

I was dumbfounded by your late sorry...

I laughed it off...

our song 'Count on you to be there, you will forever be important to me.." 

..but I never dared to say it to you...

I'm crying but what right do I have...

I was but will never be yours, 

as you were but will never be mine...

yet, thank you for those days... 

treating me as a fragile one 

to be taken care of...

'coz I know you have seen me how I was as a little girl... 

we almost grew up together, 

five years my senior

you were the one who treated me like my father did...

thank you for the many "duck eggs"...

thank you for serving your people.. you have a good heart...

 I'm sorry, too...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

~ Copyright ©EmperatrizV @Sunflower for Emily, 2020 - All Rights Reserved

#prose #death #crying #regret #pain #compassion #countonyou

If I Could ...

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Though the clock can turn its hand back and again,
yet the moment that passed stay as memories.
Though distance can be traveled through the sky,
the time it requires might not hold you for a second.
Though gravity made us fall into a deep abyss,
the space  occupied would be filled with empty matters
Though hands can hold one's dear,
the hearts that speak matters most. 

If I could turn back the ticking of the clock,
I would say things your heart wants to hear. 
If I could bind the time and distance of the earth,
I would take hold of your hand not to let go.
If I could fly high defying space and gravity,
I would cover you with my arms caressing you gently.
If I could hold your hearts to my hands,
I would say "I love you" for the rest of my life.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

~ Copyright ©EmperatrizV @Sunflower for Emily, June 2018 - All Rights Reserved

#turnback #clock #space #gravity #heart #hand #time #distance

A Father He Is...

He is the foundation of every home,

Giving the home its epitome.

Holding each wall that represents its home,

To protect and to guide its clone.

He is the strength of its wall,

For without him it could crumple.

Battling the storms destructing what he builds,

He should stay strong for the trust that its wall clings.

Whatever it may, the foundation would stay,

Though walls might crack and leave their grip.

The foundation would lay its way,

To gather once again, the wall that was stripped.

~ €mpêråtrïz
         
 ~ Copyright ©EmperatrizV @Sunflower for Emily, June 2011- All Rights Reserved

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HAPPY FATHERS' DAY to my Tatay...

and to all Tatays, Papas, Daddies, and Papis in the world..(",)

#fathersday #father #tatay # daddy #poem