Poem 38. SOON I SHALL BECOME A MEMORY

waiting to be erased. ----Ed

(Photo: "Ed's Biggest Query")

You once promised me of eternity

That love I never asked but you insisted

Then I trusted my life to you like I cannot see

What will tomorrow brings to one who’s been dazzled.

 

Then, I felt the blind-fold was taken from my eyes

I saw who we were in this teeming lair

We’re birds of different plumage, take a glance

We can’t stay longer with each other’s air.

 

And I know  soon I’ll become a memory

Which will stay in your mind for just some time

I doubt it if you’ll still remember me

And the pains you caused in this heart of mine.

 

I still thank you for the times we had

You gave me my angel though she’s gone now

But don’t dare to come back, please don’t strive

For you are just a fleeting memory somehow…

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"I still thank you for the times we had
You gave me my angel though she’s gone now
But don’t dare to come back, please don’t strive
For you are just a fleeting memory somehow…"
I believe we can't go back in time. It would be nice if we could. I would have spoken less and loved more.
Memories with old age become gold. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[MOON]

Poignant beautiful write Dhaye, full of strong emotion and loss, great word choice and love the quote and insight.

[Dhaye]

Thank you for the kind words, Moon. :)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I think that you write with such grace and eloquence, well done!

[Dhaye]

Thanks for the nice observation, Sheema. :)

[Pax]

It’s seems like, to me, you wrote this in a perspective of a certain lover of the past…

Then, I felt the blind-fold was taken from my eyes
I saw who we were in this teeming lair
We’re birds of different plumage, take a glance
We can’t stay longer with each other’s air.

~ how beautiful yet sad, I find this second stanza, spoke something of a hardship that can never work out, that it can only be fixed by separation…. There are some relationships, that you or both have tried their best to work it out, but still it wasn’t enough to fix what’s broken, and through separation, the pain becomes a memory and soon to be forgotten, but the scar will remind both that the two have a past together, some happy moments, some hard… in time the pain will be bearable and easy to handle… then it would not be hurt anymore, just a faded scar…

and oh, about the picture, and its words... I like to ponder about it: there are many types of birds, often times birds are territorial species, but not sure if all of them are... so birds like us, always looking for a home... sure we are adventurous human beings, often times after the long journey, we always look go back to our heart's home... i guess my point is, we can always fly/go anywhere we want, but deep down inside our heart we always look for a home that we always look forward to in going home... like there is no place like home...

[Dhaye]

Have you read my shout out in my page?

I think I have told my whole life in all of my works...so I'm done. I'm waiting for another experience so that I have something to tell...if you want it my personal story. Did you forget, my last stuffs were all funny. Some works displayed in my page are old works which I think not yet read by some. The new ones are about "her".

The pictures are really her. The one with the quote is made by her during those times she want to go away from our place. I don't know if you can see her in my FB profile page. I also feel her emotions. If she's happy, I'm happy, too. And I hate the man who hurt her. I mentioned his name and I mean it.

Like what I'm telling to everyone, all my works are products of my emotion...but not all are my stories.

Thank you so much for the meaningful visit, my friend. I'm not expecting this...like what I've told you.

So, I have to pay...
Later, please???

[Pax]

maybe i mislead you with my words: you wrote this in a perspective of a certain lover of the past… ~ with that note, i am sorry, but i didn't mean it is your life, like i said:"a perspective of a certain lover of the past" in that case i didn't say it is yours... I think you forgot to put a dedication in your authors note, that this is for a friend...I feel like every friend of yours, you treat them as if one of your students... that's what i see in you... yet i could be wrong...

ayan may utang ka na...LOL...
your welcome pretty friend...

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"we can't stay longer with each other's air"

phenomenal line..wish i had written that..

this poem is beautifully penned and oh so sad...

sometimes we just get taken in...love fools us...

it is like a con game to some...and they take so many victims.

jacob

[Dhaye]

Thank you for feeling the emotion of this piece, Sir Jacob. this is the voice of someone dear to me. Remembering her story always make deep cuts in my heart. My pen will speak for her.

Thank you so much for the remarkable visit.