Let the tear roll down your cheek once in a while,
cry out loud for everything you have been holding in since long time!
Weep, weep and weep
running out of breath
or just sit with flowing eyes.
Whatever suits you, calms you down
just know a thing,
crying isn't sign of being cow.
Cowards are those who are scared to cry,
scared to open floodgates once in a while...

Kills me inside
Countless the times I cried
Wishing for words to be spoken
Like an answered prayer to be verbal awoken
A frustration,gots me screaming :"what's he feeling and why the reason,God?!"
"Is this chastisement with thy almighty rod?!"
Not to disrespect,but the pain to bear is deep,
I'm not understanding .....so again I weep.

Halina kayong lahat at makinig!
Magdikit-dikit at magkapit-bisig!
At sabay pakiramdaman ang tahimik na unos
ng isang dakilang puting kandilang upos.

Dito sa ating liblib na barrio
Nakatago ang isang kandilang puti
Labis na mahaba;
ang pasensya
na tila kayang hintayin
ang walang hanggan.
Ngunit labis na manipis;
na kaybilis tablan at lapitan ng hinagpis.

Dumating ang araw na kinailangang sindihan
ang dakilang puting kandila
sapagkat nawala at napundi na
ang ilaw ng tahanan.

Nang idinikit ang posporo sa kanyang mitsa
ay hindi sadyang nakapaso ang kandila
subalit ang nagsindi
ay 'di napigilang magalit,
pilit na pinutol ang kandilang puti
sa gitna at ito'y nangalahati.

Walang nagawa ang kandilang mayumi
kundi iiyak ang mainit nitong pagkit
ngunit ang tanglaw nito ay kayliwanag
buong barrio'y mararamdaman ang kanyang sinag.

Ilang araw nangyaring muli
ang pagpasong hindi minimithi
ang kandilang puti'y
patuloy pa ring nangangalahati
ngunit ang liwanag sa barrio'y
sa kanya pa rin nanggagaling.

Dumating ang araw ng kandila
na hindi na maaring kalahatiin.
Unti-unting sumuko na rin
ang mahaba nitong mitsa.

Sa huling sandali,
ay hindi na nakapagpigil
ang mapanghimok na nagsindi.
Buong lakas na nag-ipon nang hangin
Buong pwersang sumigaw sa kandila.
Ang kandila'y 'di na nanlaban
at nagtuloy nang manghina.
At sa huling bulong ng nagsindi,
ang liwanag ng kandilang puti ay napundi.

Halina kayong lahat at makinig
Magdikit-dikit at magkapit-bisig
sabay pakiramdaman sa walang kibong katahimikan
ang umaalulong na hagulgol ng dakilang kandila.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

by Mary Elizabeth Frye. 9/12/2016.

She memorialized  him saying
"I am falling in love with you"
She was overwhelmed when
Said "I love you too"

With tears in her eyes & pain in her heart
She memorialized him saying
"I wanna be with you"
She smiled at his caring

Weeping she memorialized the day
When he kissed her with so much love
Held her hand and sheathed it
With his like a glove

Unscathed she felt in his arms
When he held her close
She relinquished all the love to him
And gave up her heart's rose

She memorialized the moment
When her world ensued wreckage
Never once she did heed
And didn't have this knowledge

She fell to the ground
Weeping in grief
Her heart ripped from her chest
Cause he was gone, she now believe