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Sunday, September 13, 2009

Cancer

it was a well kept secret
she suffered in silence
never telling a soul
her eyes looked a bit sad
but who could have guessed
what she was going through
not I nor you
but she kept on living
as there was no other choice,
she lived in the corner apartment
she always smiled, we talked
in the elevator, elevator words
we smiled at each other
and i never knew
she never spoke and i rarely saw her
anymore
one day she came
with tears in her eyes
pulling her hair
it was falling on her hands
in pieces, chunks, strands,
nobody knew but her
she could not keep it anymore
the secret so secretly kept
in the corner apartment
where she lived alone
then she confessed
they found something in my breast
it was a lump, something that belong
but not there
they took it out now my hair is
falling out
i can't eat, i feel sick all the time
what should I do?
then she changed but I'll be fine
she said with tears rolling down her cheeks
dripping at the bottom of her chin
running down the ridges of her mouth
drops got into her mouth
she swallowed them hard
her lips shiver, and she trembled
she was scared
the fear in her eyes
could not be denied
her hair was falling out
and she was falling apart,
she laughed hard and cried
harder
it was a well kept secret
she suffered in silence
never telling a soul
her eyes looked a bit sad
but who could have guessed
what she was going through
not I nor you
but she kept on living
she continue to cry
and I stood there
not knowing what
to do
she fell down on her knees
clutching my knees in her
despair
she begged me to help her
there was nothing I could do
but to console her
she cried forever, it seemed
tears rolling down her face
waterfalls of pain
her body was an earthquake
in rage
her voice an erupting volcano,
her life became an infinite sea
into which she slowly drowned
the beast was too strong
stronger than anyone imagined
she used all the life savers given
even thrown at her
she row row and row for miles
thousand of miles
she swam day and night, night and day
into the Black Sea
of despair, there was no salvation
she fought the battle but lost
CANCER took her away
and just like that she left
RIP my good friend








Saturday, September 5, 2009

The Wall

It is just there, waiting
it stands there, night and day
day and night, all year long
rain sleekly runs down it
it washes away the foot prints
the fingerprints, hand prints
the chalk marks left behind
then snow swiftly sticks to it
all winter long
it waits lonely under the white covers
it is just there, waiting
it stands there, night and day
day and night, all year long
Spring comes and washes away, the dirt
from it
all tucked in under the snow
it melts the blanket away
the running waters makes it sleek again
it is slippery, and still lonely
lonely for the longest time from Winter to Spring
sometimes even longer
it awaits to be taken
again
it waits to be caress by strong hands
it stands there exposed to all
again
we love it when the sun comes up
and we are able to take it once more
it is a thrill to be with her again
a reunion of sorts
she brings excitement to me and many
some are even addicted to her
but I am just a beginner but I love her
she thrills me and scares me, at times
she is the rock that stands alone
waiting to be taken and conquered
it is the wall
waiting to be climb




Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Moving Day

Moving day
someone said is like giving birth
it is exciting
the venture of something new
new curtains, new walls, new paint
perhaps a new pan, a new table
a new lamp
who knows
but all you know is that
after all the excitement
the work begins
and you are tired
exhausted even
all you want to do is, sleep
it is painful to move
from here to there
you packed all you needed
all that you possessed and left
the old to the new
a new beginning in life
moving is like giving birth
because even though
you carry no human in you
your back aches
your legs swell, the heat gets to you
and all you want to do at the end
of the day is to sit and rest
moving day is like giving birth
it is painful
it is bothersome
it is just like giving birth
it is moving day

Risen

I always knew that you would
risen from the depths of your life
the death life that took you
to depths you didn't know existed
you have risen
with a new found freedom
a new outlook in life
a humbleness probably never experienced
a new knowledge
something new
all has been forgiven
and all in mind but forgotten
there are pains and scars
physical, emotional, mental
your heart was broken
by your own hand and doing.
it has been a long road
and well traveled even if in pain
new places discovered
people came and went, mostly went
but you remained
you fought, you denied, you accepted
now you say thank you
I am sorry, I love you
you have risen