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Febronia Ventura Jan 2016
"If you could ask me
thinking that I don't know

Will you ask me?
Will you believe me?

So, let's give it a try
I am here by your side

Nothing will change
I will make sure
To smoothly say
tenderly words

you will notice
I do care

Furthermore
if a desolate feeling
hits you like a dense pain

Think about me
as your soul mate

An imminent friend
a principle to reach
no gap between us"

This is what he said
when he saw me cry

I told him I was lost
missing dearly my Dad

So, there I was
in front of him
asking him how
I could ease this pain

His words were,
as he promised,
no superficial
but truly wise

It was four words
that from that day on
have kept me alive

He wrote them
on a blue paper
almost at the end of a page

"Love is the answer,"
he wrote that day

A moment of silence.
I am living again.
Febronia Ventura Dec 2015
There was a time
when thinking about you
would make me smile.

Those were the days
of laughing and sharing
hope and photos everyday

But it was one morning
when clouds stepped between us
and we went separate ways

My present started to change
Not anymore I was crying
I was able to make new friends

Spring changed into Summer
Summer into Autumn
and I saw you from far away

We talked and we laughed
You were still part of my life
"I really missed you, my friend"

Years passed by and, indeed
everything seems to be okay.
But no...  the clouds were still there

This is really sad to say
some friends are made of air
they come and go, but don't stay

The things you wrote
the feelings you don't explain
that emptiness that won't go away

Delete, delete, delete
Don't want to feel like this again
Tears better wait for another day

Now I am making you part of my past
and, maybe you won't believe me
The good parts will stay there

Cutting the roots is easy to say
Know that I believed you
But I will move on once again

Friendship shouldn't be measure
By texts or searching or calls made
but for love and caring...
and just being there

So, good bye I say
Won't have you back in my life
not anymore... not ever again.
December 20, 2015
The days I saw my daughter cried for a former friend.
Febronia Ventura Dec 2015
You provide me the balance
Which sometimes I need
Don't asking question
Just being there it will fit

You have the power
To bring a smile
Even to my eyes
If you hear them cry

While I expect from someone
To be the one who cares
I get your messages
And suddenly is a better day

It seems impossible,
I know it is... That we are not falling
Is just this need

To feel secure, to dream and dream
To pray to God
That we're still here

With our true love ones
With she or he
Putting our hearts together
For the sake to live

But in the meantime
Your princess I will be
Because you bring the balance
That my heart needs.

(Dec. 1 2015)
Febronia Ventura Dec 2015
When you're home
You're not at home

When the house is full
I hear no sound

If I can't sleep is just a weakness
Of feeling helpless
For being alone

You're hugs are empty
The approach doesn't exist

A kiss has to be stolen
Cause you're not here

I won't change your mind
... I actually don't pretend to

But I thought love was empathic
I thought you love me more than I do

Why you thought me not to be myself?
Why do I learned to talk back, if you don't care?

I need to breath
But you're my air

And sadly is true
- I need to say

That, when you're home
You're not at home

(November 27, 2015)
Febronia Ventura Dec 2015
En qué momento cerramos los ojos,
Y la dejamos sola.

Niña criando niñ@.
Permitió el robo de la inocencia,
Deseó cariño con tiempo anticipado.

Viene en camino,
Una nueva vida se está formando,
Inocente criatura a la que siento que amo.

Un pasado que no cambia,
El futuro que se observa incierto,
Fortaleza en oración para ella y su vientre.

Hoy abrimos los ojos,
Estás aquí pequeñ@
Formándote día a día.

Una madre sin palabras,
Una abuela con dudas,
Una niña inquieta y sin respuestas.

Cuál es la verdad?
Pequeño ser viene en camino
Te damos nuestros brazos y recibimos.

— The End —