Photo by Guia Tiujongco
For the heart roars with poetry when it hits a turning point…
by Marites Avisado-Responte
A morning so cold and misty
My melancholic sighs revealed the
the pain of your absence…
Birds from afar sang a poignant melody
mocking the emptiness as the sounds
of your leaving footsteps barely heard..
The leafless trees raised their boughs with
rancour to welcome the faint gleam of the
morning sun.. made me think the loss
of vigor to live when your gaze so distant
and goodbyes carelessly spoken…
Morning dews lost their luster as tiny drops of
snow fell unceasingly… blurring my hope to bring you back
into my midst, I so desired..
My timeless devotion you can own . I so promised
Yet you chose to depart and only memories I gripped
To go on living and find the pieces to make me whole again..
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