I Feel You

I Feel You…

by Marietta Geraldino

I feel you …
I feel you in the summer rain
soothing, drenching my sunburnt skin.

I feel you in the breeze
whispering, caressing my throbbing pain.

Let me be, leave my thoughts.
Go away, set me free!

But still … I feel you!
I feel you in my dreams
in a stranger’s face, the song he’s singing.

I feel you in my heart
in the artist’s brush, the story he’s  painting.

Let me be, leave my thoughts.
Go away, set me free!

For the heart roars with poetry when it hits a turning point…

If nothing is left . . .

For the heart roars with poetry when it hits a turning point …

by Marites Avisado Responte

If nothing is left …
I may depart without a word
I have said what is to be said
Questions may delay the journey
I promise, I’ll find the answer
along the way.

I pack my bag with no memories
to scan, no photographs to carry
no songs to remember
my steps may be slow
I assure you,
my heart is not in sorrow.

Trace me not in your senses
for there, not anymore, I exist
Don’t look for me in the road
where I once stood
Nor in the path
where we once met
For as long as I breathe
I will never tread
those ways again.

And when the evening comes
For awhile, your shadow
may dance against a flickering lamp
I may be tempted to regret but no,
I’ll just put you out in the safety of forgetting.


If nothing is left...