You once told me you could envision a future with me,
just from a photograph.
And though it came later for me,
I won’t lie—I too imagined it.
But I know I fell for you more deeply,
more fervently,
than you ever could for me.
The moments we shared blur now,
but I recall how you threw around the word "love"
......
Sometimes the sky remains without stars
Not that they ain’t any
But some have just dimmed
Some lost within the darkness
And some just gone
But now one star is added to sky
I hope it never dimms
Or ever gets lost
When I look at sky
I wish it shines brighter
......
If only I had known I’d never hear your voice again
Or hear you whisper sweetly in my ear
I’d memorise each word of love you ever said to me
So when I'm all alone, your voice I’ll hear
If only I had known it was the last time I would see
The man I love with all my heart and soul
I would have held on tighter and kept you close to me
And never would have ever let you go
......
Wise men advise us to not look back, and that makes sense,
because whether our memories are happy or sad,
they cannot be changed or undone.
But the past is always there
whether we acknowledge it or not,
ready to haunt us at the mention of a name,
or in the wee hours of the night
when darkness makes time disappear
and the past reawakens in our minds.
......
Roses for a Lover, Idealized
by Michael R. Burch
When you have become to me
as roses bloom, in memory,
exquisite, each sharp thorn forgot,
will I recall—yours made me bleed?
When winter makes me think of you—
whorls petrified in frozen dew,
......
Sometimes the sky remains without stars
Not that they ain’t any
But some have just dimmed
Some lost within the darkness
And some just gone
But now one star is added to sky
I hope it never dimms
Or ever gets lost
When I look at sky
I wish it shines brighter
......
You once told me you could envision a future with me,
just from a photograph.
And though it came later for me,
I won’t lie—I too imagined it.
But I know I fell for you more deeply,
more fervently,
than you ever could for me.
The moments we shared blur now,
but I recall how you threw around the word "love"
......
Long ago.
Riding
in the
car,
back seat.
Mom and
Dad
up front.
Long gone
now.
......
Nostalgia is a lighthouse
shining its light for new ships
Nostalgia enjoys what is,
no desire for things to change,
but ere long, Nostalgia watches
as the ships sail away
so Nostalgia waits
......
If you should forget about me
Remember the one
Who shook the bed with her feet
And wrote sonnets about you
Knowing she didn't have a chance
To be yr lover
I was the one who taught you about poetry
Who cried when Forrest Gump cried
and how I would watch it over and over
If you should forget about me
......