#5 Visit of Remembrance

“Visit of Remembrance”

The cold rain sends chills to my spine
As I walk down the valley.
It ‘s so cold; I can’t say that I’m fine,
But I’m still moving on through the alley.

At last I arrived at my destination
And set the basket of flowers on the ground.
I sat and wept tears of consolation
While the clouds cried with a loud, pouring sound.

Looking at your case makes me so depressed;
My heart feels like a part just got cut off.
Melancholic emotions and tears I’m trying to repress,
But my hands can’t stop feeling so feeble and soft.

I’m still flabbergasted of what they did to you;
The one who took you away must be a dolt.
You have been so valiant, pure, and true;
And I see in your without fault.

It’s getting late now; I must bid farewell.
I must fight on, knowing that you’re gone.
I’ll see you again someday–time will tell.
Live life to the fullest, make sure things get done.

Continuation of #4 Bittersweetness
Written on Monday, October 25, 2010
Theme: Love | Stanzas: 5 | Lines: 20
Rhyming sequence: ABAB | Syllabic range: Unordered

Another beginner poem from me from last year. So unpolished and too stringy to read. -.-” But, I won’t remove it from my collection nor polish it anytime soon. I don’t feel like it I guess…

The first stanza is actually from my situation that time. That day, my family went to visit the passed ones. It was raining, and the temperature was cold. We also walked through alleys. You could say we went through some valleys on the way, I guess…

#4 Bittersweetness

“Bittersweetness”

A letter came to me one day.
The envelope said that it’s from you.
I’m curious of the contents, I musy say,
For there was not just one letter but two.

I tore the envelope from the side
And pulled the letters out.
My hand was shaking while I cried;
Those terars of mine carried doubt.

I couldn’t believe what I just read,
But the letter in black and white said,
“I’m sorry; your eyes may now be red,
But your love was shot and is now dead.”

My face sank when I heard the news;
No way that can be true.
My heart felt like it got a bruise.
Of all things, why did it happen to you?

I unfolded the second letter
And began to read it slowly.
My emotions began to feel better
When I saw the page from your diary.

I began to feel bittersweet
When I saw exactly what you wrote.
You made my heart skip beat,
And here I’ll say it; let me quote,

“I was always greeted by my lovely sunshine
In the beautiful, sunny mornings.
Her cheerful smile makes me day sublime,
But today I will go to a journey.

“This journey is not like any other;
It’s more than just a simple trip.
Someone wants to take the like of another,
And I must make sure that plan get ripped.

“While I may not meet my love again,
I hope that I’ll survive the blow.
I’ve always wanted to say to the maiden
That I love her with all my soul.”

My eyes were swelling from all the tears
When I read all the writings of the letter.
Your love gave me comfort from my fears;
You made me so happy and light as a feather.

I caress the diary page
And hope to see you again someday.
To the one who killed you, I’m enraged;
To my knight, I love you, I must say.

Prequel to #5 Visit of Remembrance
Written on Monday, October 25, 2010
Theme: Love | Stanzas: 11 | Lines: 44
Rhyming sequence: ABAB | Syllabic range: unordered

I figured that my first few poems were so…more on the melancholic side, and Andrea said I should write about love. I’m not so accustomed to love and the experiences, so this is just a random shot at it. Hihi.

Like I said, I’m not that experienced when it comes to things of love, and this beginner’s work is proof of it. I see it now, and there’s so much uneven syllables (so strict of me to consider that). Anyway, it’s just my first shot to writing a love poem. More of a story here. In addition to that, this is the first poem that I’ve written that has a sequence of ABAB. I favor the AABB style more that time, so I kinda had a hard time writing this once.