The Sad Memories

The sad memories won’t fade away.
And why should they? The tears
bring about the person
who is missed the most?
It keeps them alive and vibrant
in one’s memory bank.
The more a tear falls, the more
they are remembered.

You’re still here with me

My weary feet walked life’s journey
Along winding roads
Hills and dales
Along shores washed by the sea
Along valleys touched by the sun
Knew I was not alone
Your footprints swept by the wind
Are invisible in the dust
You traversed these roads and footpaths
And you left your scent behind
And your lingering fragrances
Fill the stillness
I know that our paths will cross once again

(For everyone who lost someone dear)

Still cannot get over you

They say the hardest thing is letting go of someone you love. You can’t go back in time, you can’t change a thing; so, you decide to move on but sometimes it stings really hard.

You know, I wonder about your day, if you are having a good day or a bad day. I wonder if you have come across anything that amuses you. I think about the things I could tell you about my day. It has been a dreary day. Actually, the past three months have been a difficult ones for me. Negativity and sadness have dominated my thinking. Today, in particular, has brought back a sense of hopelessness; I feel like I’m left behind like shells on a seashore, after the sea recedes.

I miss you, and I hope you are missing me too.  You see, I don’t seem to be able to escape the thought of you:  the books I read, the films I watch, all appear to conspire to remind me of you in one way or another. Sometimes, there are hours in the day when I just repeat your name and I don’t even know why.

I am a prisoner in my own mind, subject to my own atypical neurological conditioning, but you set me free when we were together in person. I am clean, I am pure, I am free when I’m with you, and I wouldn’t want to change that for anyone or anything this decrepit world holds for me.

You are the diamond in the rough, and I the prospector, working my fingers to the bone to find you, dirtied and weak, you bring respite to my weary mind.

I hope you can see that I mean everything I say. I’ll be there for you, through thick and thin, no trial or tribulation too difficult, too torturous to endure to feel you in my arms once more. To unlove you is beyond comprehension, such a thing is not to be mentioned.

 If my words don’t give you comfort, then I hope space and time will. Till then, I will wait I for you like the boy that waits for his lost father to come home, and I know you’ll be back sooner than I think, but each waking minute away from you is an eternity.

One Day

One day she will forget him

She promised herself

But until that day come

She is going to see him everyday

By painting his face on her mind

By painting his eyes  on her heart

By swimming deeply in the oceans of memories

Of a single hint of his smile

Missing Someone (Death)

Where did they go? I want to go too

But they told me to stay, they will be back soon

But in vain I kept waiting

Oh how I wish they did send me a key to unlock time

Oh don’t they know I’d kill to be able to hear their voices one last time

One more hug, one more anything

Maybe we will meet again in another life, in another dimension,

Over another rainbow until then I will keep waiting

 

My Dear Friend, I Miss you

Dear Friend

You are missed by many

Loved by all who had pleasure of knowing you

It seems like an eternity since we talked, laughed, cried, and hugged

Every place I go I imagine you walking with me

It’s never the same now, it’s never without you

You were always one of my best friends though sometimes I didn’t realize it

You are an angel who left us with million memories of inspiration,

Patty, your name is tattooed across my heart forever

(Dedicated to Patricia, it’s been almost five years, I miss you)

I’ll try to find a way

I will try to find a way

I will try to find my courage

To fill the void

This feeling inside me is so unusual

And I’m laying breathless in my bed

Tell me what I should do

To bring the broken pieces back together

Tell me why you had to leave

And even though you are not here

I will remember you every time my heart beats

And I will try to find a way to live again

The Absinthe Drinker by Viktor Oliva

(Note: I wrote this poem few years ago)