Friday, January 14, 2005
sadness
There is no sadness that measures up
to the sadness brought about by the sense of loss
the melancholy of a bygone era
the sudden separation from a dear one
the longing for a long-lost love
the passing of a close kin
the reminiscing of long gone good old days
the memories of the one who touched you in all ways
There is no sadness comparable one has to admit
to the sadness that makes one's day hollow
and nostalgia ubiquitous - making the present unfit
and all around one looks, one sees only sorrow
There is no sadness that can come even close
to that which makes you long for the smell of a rose
which has eluded your grasp all your life
and now appears to be out of reach - oh what strife
when you know full well it is your own fault
that it has come thus to a screeching halt
Your reason to live - your heart, your soul
For you could not keep it all - keep it whole
Copyright ©2005 LUCIANO A. PIMENTEL
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Dedicated to a dear one
