Monday, October 30, 2023

๐—Ÿ๐—œ๐—ง๐—˜๐—ฅ๐—”๐—ฅ๐—ฌ: "The Light Were Ours" by Nicole S. Tambis

 


Published by: Izy Demonteverde

Date Published: October 30, 2023

Time Published: 1:20 P.M


Category: Poetry

Subject: Recalling a distant memory.


I looked upon the light—the eyes—the ache,

I clenched in despair—the truth—the love—the betrayal,

I planted the seed—the love—the light,

I saw the path in you—๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ, whom I admired.


We were dancing in the rivers above—

I glanced at thee, smiling as we stained the grounds,

๐˜š๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ—as we ran from it all,

๐˜š๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ—as you witnessed me fall,

๐˜š๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ—as we turn our backs from this wall.


We were thieves—selfless and wild,

Engraved with passion—

We were criminals—liars who hid,

I was in shatters as thou silenced it all,

I was in shatters as thou knew—yet thou stood,

Stood with a lifeless form—stood with the memory,

I glanced and saw—there I was,

Now thy reflection—for the warmth of thy story.


The skies were blue, and so were my soul—

I dreamt of you, ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ—and that's what I feared,

To walk with the memories—

To continue as it throbbed—

To hide what was ours,

To cease these selfish sparks.


The strings of our bond—

Were the joy I everlastingly held,

The fragment of thy smell—

Were thee I'd never forget,

All I know now is the cruelty of it all,

Yet amid those times—

All I knew was how pure you were—๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ. 


IMAGE SOURCE:


Miralles, F. (2019, December 3). Girls on a "Primavera" lake. Auctionet. https://images.auctionet.com/uploads/item_1189374_bcbb7e3ea5.JPG

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