Longing - Poem by Kenneth Cabauatan
Incessant longings sail on my ocean of tears,
The thoughts of you lingering,
the loss of you sears the heart like the branding of an ox.
Reading back the memories, like reading from the end
to the beginning of a pocketbook;
Pictures flitter beckoning the past, but alas,
You already have moved on.
I count every second, of every moment, of each fleeting
Groveling past every inch, holding on to every crevices,
I try to climb away from this endless abyss with nothing
more than a fragment of your loving memory to go back to where my heart is;
within your Heart.
I pray to God, my beloved;
Let a single strand of my harrowing yet hopeful whispers tingle
your heart of hearts for forgiveness.
Like a live ember, let it burst forth and consume all your hatred
of me, then like a hearth from the cold let it stoke a love renewed.
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