Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2018
how can the stars
be so cruel
that they'd tie our knots
under a shooting star?

how can i dream of
my own constellation
if you're not a part
of those dazzling arrangements?

how can you be
so oblivion of what's
when my words
and notes
say it all

how can i describe
this phenomenal
thing i feel
if you can't see me,
if you can't hear me,
if you can't read me,
if you can't find me

this enoument i feel
and the memories of the past i seek
seem to wander inside my mind
trying to find its way
to your heart
from mine

how can the gods
bring you to me
when all i did was
bring out my own
metanoia from me
to words and phrases

those four-word phrase
i so much want to
hear from you
aren't the words
"i love you too"
"let me hug you"
Rhoni Marjonelle
Written by
Rhoni Marjonelle  17/F/Naga City, Philippines
(17/F/Naga City, Philippines)   
     --- and Blake
Please log in to view and add comments on poems