Tag: heartbreak

Candle Burns

The candle falls as my grip loosened;
the flame flickers as the wind rushes
up as gravity drags the light down
where shadows devour all as it dies.

There is a small blister where the wax
hit my hand and made me let go in pain;
still warm and pink as fresh as it was
when consequences of carelessness came.

There’s no cure for not protecting yourself
when it was obvious you would get hurt;
the light may guide you but observe
where it leads lest you end up in burns.

Pagkatapos

Pula ang mga mata sa puyat at sa iyak
ng pusong dumudugo mula sa mga sugat
na sarili ang nagdulot ng walang panghihinayang
at walang pagnanais ng maiging kagalingan.

Sarado ang mga tainga sa katahimikan
na tila nilalamon ang mga dagundong
ng mga hikbing lumalabas sa bibig
dahil sa pilit na binabaon na pag-ibig.

Paos ang lalamunan buhat ng mga salitang
binitawan at mga salitang itinago nang harapan
sa gitna ng tampuhan at pag-aaway
na sa dulo ay tila nawalan ng saysay.
translated, roughly

Roots

Books thrown aside, under layers of clothes
scattered without thought, with drawers overturned
and emptied of documents and photos and

a kneeling man amidst prayer, arms held around him
self, holding close to his chest something
taken from amongst the mess and the reason
for which he had tossed aside other fantasies.

By Candle Light

The cold of the glass melds into the cold of the air
as the night deepens and the candle light glistens
on the concave of the enclosing glass protecting it.

The warmth of the candle flame melts the cool breeze
of the late winter night with a gentle rising sheen
on the mouth of the glass like sunrise over the horizon.

The slowly retreating buffer of the cold glass with
the ever pressing warmth of the flame creeps onto my
shrinking grasp of the now unwelcoming warm glass.

The slight burns, the precarious grip, the everturning
inclination whether to keep holding on or to finally,
at long last, decide ever slightly letting go.

That Next Step

There’s a lot of great places to confess; for example, in the park, when you’re both hanging out and maybe having a picnic; or after watching a movie and using the momentum to let them know what you felt about them.

Another idea is to confess in a ferris wheel ride where they have to either say yes and the rest of the ride will be you two staring lovingly at each other, or say no and spend an awkward fifteen minutes together until the ride ends. That’s what I did; my best friend and I rode the ferris wheel, and I confessed when we were halfway up.

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