Sunflower🌻for Emily: prose

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My Daughter, My Healer

You have been given to me, an angel, my healer - as years go by though...

I don't know if you are given to me to take care of or to heal me physically and emotionally with my battles.

You are the strength that pulls me on the verge of breaking.

I have learned to appreciate life more because of the strength you had shown when you were a baby

You know when I am in pain, when I'm not okay, your touch heals me.

I feel worried every time you get sick that it makes me closer to God to spare your life for me, for us.

You were given an embryonic expectancy by a doctor while inside my womb.

I was asked if you are worth sparing thousands in an upscale hospital.

You were confined for months and barely a month old when the surgeon finally brought their scalpel on you.

I moved mountains just so you could see the beauty of the world...and people see you as someone really special.

You have shown sensitivity and wittiness in things that surround you...

I praise God for He has answered my prayer in spite of what has been given us...

You are given the name of Faith Princess, as we have been living through faith with your special conditions.

I have your name Emily as my beloved daughter.

You are my beautiful daughter, who binds your siblings in love.

I am your Mother who loves you dearly...

You are my baby growing up to womanhood.

Praise God for 17 years and more...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

#prose #poetry #poeticprose#prosepoem #daughter #healer #baby #womanhood

Window of Our Soul

Every person who looks into it,

if they can discern instantly,

sees what actually is in your heart.

It cradles up all your humanity,

your transparency, and your personality.

Words need not be said

if they just stop, look, see, read, and feel

.. few people would notice...

only the sensitive one could...

What they have always seen

are doors closing and opening

but sealed from all the intricacies

happening beneath...

the painted walls

covering what's goin' around.

Looking at the window

you would see the lights

when and how many times it blinked...

have you done that?

will you take a peek?..

you can do it now...

stop and stare

at someone's eyes...

Take a Peek

~ €mpêråtrïzV

The People

📷 credits to Clipart library

Sometimes...

some of the things we do...

we don't know why we're doing it.

But always,

we do things for a reason,

for every action,

there's a purpose and a motive behind it.

Some people know what they want

some are not.

Some people don't even know who they are

and yet some people think they know everything.

And some people are too proud of themselves

but some don't even have the confidence to rely on themselves.

Some people know when to fight on

and to let go;

some people hide what's inside their hearts

and yet some let it all go...

even if it's hurting somebody...

if there are some,

there will always be someone

somebody doing the opposite.

But one thing is sure,

if some are

always doing different and opposite things,

then

some for always never ends...

it holds true for many

that for always,

in all ways,

all people wanted to be loved and

all people wanted to be happy...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

Depression

📷credits to the owner

From an unlit room,

you can't see how sad the eyes are.

The shadow of bitterness

moving from the dark...

The lips smirk from the pain...

The seething anger from deep within...

The tears from despair asking for help...

Loneliness engulfed.

The need to move but can't go on...

Closing the eyes not to see what's ahead.

The painful reality of losing it.

Covering the ears not to hear what's being said...

Stabbing deep like a sword...

The heart wanted to stop

but knowing there are some counting on,

the mind can't go to a halt.

Rising again, smiling...

but losing every strength to carry on.

No one bothers to look.

Every minute,

every single day, it fades...

how long it would last,

no one seems to know...

walk... walk...

waiting for its last breath...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

#prose #depression #pain #loneliness #unlitroom #darkness

Tears

📷credits to Luis Galvez on Unsplash.com

There are tears that tell the unexpected has happened,

the things you have prayed for has been answered.
Tears that says it's finally over
and you're done with it.
Tears that shows deep and seething pain,
pain that cuts like a knife.
Wounded soul, hovers throughout the day.
The gloomy sky seems to understand its loneliness,
an advent rain to come.
No one could understand how painful it is.
Weeping all throughout the night,
silent weep but turbulent cry.
Tears of weeping no one could discern.
Cry, cry, cry, weep and weep.
In between sobs,
it was about to ask why...
cry it all out .. weep as much...
the black clouds of the night
has begun to scatter
as the rain falls wanting to let go
all through the day.
In the dark corner, tears of weeping are heard...
it seems a bottomless pit.. does not end...
only calms like a turbulent sea
that only Him can stop...
just like the tears of weeping
only His arms can comfort...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

#prose #tears #cry

A Prose For You

📷 image credit www.deviantart.com/roadioarts/art/The-Agony-338383703

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

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

No Te Amo..

📷 EmperatrizV

Estas son las palabras que se han dicho.

These are the words that have been said.

Esta es la última frase que recordaría.

This is the last phrase that I would remember.

¿Cómo pudo pasar?

How could it happen?

Como es posible..

How could that be...

Me cuidaste la primera vez

y fue diferente.

You cared for me the first and it was different

Me amas la última vez

You love me the last time

pero todo se ha ido ahora.

but it is all gone now.

¿Realmente me has cuidado?

Have you really cared for me?

¿Alguna vez me has amado?

Have you ever loved me?

¿Cómo puede un hombre decir lo

How can a man say

que no estaba en su corazón?

what was not in his heart?

¿Cómo puede un hombre hacer lo

que no se pensaba?

How can a man do what was not thought upon?

¿Cómo puede un hombre desnudar su alma

como si nada hubiera pasado?

How can a man bare his soul

as if nothing happened?

Cómo puede uno no decirlo sino demorar..
How can one not say it but delay...
No te amo

I don't love you

~ €mpêråtrïzV

#prose #poetry #love #teamo #Spanishromance #Spanishlanguage

HelpLess

When you seem helpless..

to voice out

what you are going through..

Not even

the nearest from you

can hear..

You keep on fighting,

but you don't know,

not really sure..

until when..

You thought you could..

but the last time you checked, maybe

you will or shall..

Now, understand this..

why the Japanese do it?..

Honors..

Humiliation..

no one they thought

can save theirs.

We can't judge..

We can't tell,

what's going on..

until you have been

into that sinking reality.

No one can tell..

the pain,

the somberness..

depression kills.

Unknowingly knowing

the fear of things

that you thought

you couldn't do.

You just have

to keep in mind..

a few

are relying on you..

You have to be rescued..

you shouldn't be alone..

Let those

that inspire you

to live,

to go on,

be with you.

Fear the thought

of knowing..

you could do that..

halting your world.

Let your heart out..

isn't it the worse

or the worst thing?

Think..

of the wonderful times..

silence..

sighing..

Help me.. Let me go..

~ €mpêråtrïzV

#helpless #prose #voice #letmego #japanese

A Walk in Paradise

📷image credits to Shutterstock

Loneliness lurked inside of me,

Yet you came to share the seashore.

The world only our eyes can see,

Enchanted by the earth's decor.

Walking through the glistening sand,

We let the warm, soft breeze touch our skin.

The floral yellow dress sways

on its hem

And the warm breeze swirls

both our hairs.

Mesmerizing the happiness

the nature brings,

Hand to arms, eyes to words.

Sweet words that have been spoken,

Resonates a wider smile

on our lips.

Shadows begin to soften, and

little by little it has gone.

Looking up,
the sky in orange lit

hides the sun.

Fogs and cold blows

shivers the body

There the hut stands

inviting us to come.

On its porch, a look at the sky

The sun peeks through

the orange clouds.

Amazed by the colors it brought

to the sky

And how it leaves a gentle but

shady marks.

As the sky darkens,
another light came into the sky.

Lying inside, the moon gives

a bright shine.

It creates the mood to fill

the hollow emptiness

It brings the soul to embrace

the forlorn beauty.

Little by little the soul in us escapes its reality.

Putting into trance every bit of the body.

Touching the complexity of the untold,

Breathe every desire for stories to unfold.

~ €mpêråtrïzV

#poem #poetry #walkinparadise #paradise #nature #couple

Never Come Back

📷image credit to deviantart.com/vvbornofdesirevv

I am alone

but I'm at peace.

I am crying,

so I can blow off the sadness.

I'm staring somewhere,

'coz I am thinking.

I am drifting

though I'm still on my feet.

I am sitting here,
seems like I'm waiting

yet I am not.

I am having the best of my time,

until you came along...

again...

An unkempt existence

I do not want to be,

A poignant memory

I never wanted sight again...

You insinuated,

I have tried,

but you cannot hold it together.
You let it pass,

So I say,

Never come back,

Never again.

Yours only hold the best for you.

So never come back,

never try seeking any of me,
I'll just look away...

and you'll dread the day,

I do not sense any of it...

When The Clock Strikes 12

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When Cinderella almost didn't make it to the ball.

It was the time I die when you left.

When the fairy godmother came

in the nick of time to save the day.

That's when God lifted me up to save the house.

When Prince Charming asked her to dance

to let the crowd know whom he had chosen.

There is that one who has helped me carry

through the darkest night.

When the clock strikes 12 and it was time

for Cinderella to leave.

The time has come for me to go

and leave from your sight.

~ €mpêråtrïz

My Best Friend

📷 image by Holiday Greeting Cards

So often when I talk about you,

I start with my words "my best friend."

But I know I seldom tell you

how much I appreciate the time

and the sharing, the memories,

and even the silly jokes

that make you such a unique person in my life...

By now, we can almost finish

each other's sentences.

You know all about me and like me anyway!

I know all about you and I keep it to myself!

That kind of trust doesn't happen overnight.

That's why I want to let you know

that you and your friendship

are a precious part of my life

and always will be...

words credited to : Holiday Greeting Cards

Freedom

📷 image credit politicalllens.wordpress.com

I couldn't breathe, wanna cry,

wanna shout till my voice comes out...

Wanna set free from the pain of living into it,

and instead, share it with someone who fits

But can't let it go, waiting for it to die

and hope to go on with my life...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

Mine ...

📷 image credits https://www.picswe.com/pics/tear-wallpaper-35.html

Dewdrops fall as the tears through my cheek rolls...

How can I set you free, when I know you still have me...

How can I make you see..how much you mean to me...

I am thee, thou are mine.

But we can see how hard for our minds...

how painful for our hearts...

knowing we couldn't be MINE...

~ €mpêråtrïzV

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My Daughter, My Healer

Window of Our Soul

The People

Depression

Tears

A Prose For You

No Te Amo..

HelpLess

A Walk in Paradise

Never Come Back

When The Clock Strikes 12

My Best Friend

Freedom

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