poetryblog – Page 2 – Hearts Still Care

Goodie Pua

I couldn’t dress you,

The way you wanted to shine.

I couldn’t touch you,

I couldn’t do your hair up fine.

We spoke of death and love,

Before you were taken away,

I really did all I could;

But oxygen blew you away.

You were my only Father!

Of all in the family, beloved you!

You’re left now, with all the rest,

My home, my childhood, my truth.

Do your dreams wake you up, too?
Do I haunt them the way you do mine?
Do I walk and talk in them, in old homes,
That now no longer exist in time?

Does the feeling of loss permeate
Through each moment of the dream?
And do you now dread sleep
Because of what might have been?

Does your heart fill with pain
And wake you up as it bursts?
Does your throat get parched
As your anxiety thirsts?

Was I but a dream to you?
Was your love something I dreamed?
Have I been such a terrible fool?
Was nothing what it seemed?

Dreams have you lying in bed with me;
Conversations are now not the same;
Maybe, they manifest to tell me
I was never just the one to blame.

All things fade:
The bright, yellow day
Sifts into mellow orange;
The orange doesn’t stay –

It melts into the moon or stars,
And they dissolve into the sky;
Flowers fade, from torrid colours
Into grey ash, by and by.

People grow;
Youth succumbs to age;
Beauty may remain,
If freed from its cage.

Pain decreases;
Wounds may heal;
If one learns
From all they choose to reveal.

Fathers leave;
Lovers lie;
The saddest tears
Dry.

Every place on earth
Eventually gets shade,
For even the sun knows
All things fade.