Daybreak Drizzle
by Melany Amante Mabao Maguindanao
Everyone I know is fading away,
This heart bends under sorrow’s sway.
The pitter-patter upon the roof,
Mourns a rhythm stark and aloof.
The cold seeps deep, an unyielding toll,
Creeping from the depths of my soul.
Is this the burden of time’s cruel art,
To feel every absence tear at the heart?
Perhaps it’s not just age that I find,
But the shadow of loss etched in my mind.
The fleeting moments, so fragile, so rare,
Now linger as ghosts in the thinning air.
The rain, like tears, descends in despair,
A dirge for the love no longer there.
Through the storm’s lament, one truth remains,
Grief is the echo where love sustains.
In the quiet hours before the dawn,
I sit with my coffee, alone but drawn,
To the silence of thoughts, tangled and free,
Allowing myself to get lost in me.
A cig burns, and the world stands still,
As I drift in the quiet, lost at will."
Admin.
Fleeting and flowing. The rhymes are perfect with excellent threads weave in eloquence. Let me just admire your enchanting penchant for words so effortless to come forth from your well of bottomless knowledge and wisdom. Thank you Mel. I am in awe of your special gift.
