#lovedone
Remembering some-
one, the light of a star that --
is no longer there.
Sep 21, 2025
Sep 21, 2025 at 3:23 AM UTC
Today, I'd like to take a journey
and if you'll allow me, I'd like to take you with.
But don't pack much.
Just bring someone you love.
Go ahead, grab them, I'll wait.
If they're not near, find a photo,
a voicemail, a sweater they wore.
Hold them in your arms
in your mind
however you can;
as if they could vanish when you blink.
Let's walk awhile
through questions we rarely dare to ask
Tell me:
if science offered you a perfect clone
of the one you loved most,
same laugh, same eyes,
same habit of laughing at your jokes, even when they aren't funny
would you say yes?
Or would you find comfort
in their imperfections being unrepeatable?
Do they have any imperfections?
If you and your loved one had one final day:
no illness, no warning,
just 24 hours gifted to the two of you
how would you spend it?
Would you dance in the rain like its a movie?
Would you say things out loud
that your heart's been whispering for years?
Would you smile, laugh, cry, yell?
And tell me:
have you studied their face lately;
like a sky about to lose its stars as the sun peeks over the horizon?
Do you remember the first moment
you knew they were your favorite word
in a language you thought you'd forgotten?
We tend to wait for grief to ask these questions for us
when the voice is gone, the phone is quiet
the sweater is folded in a drawer like a secret tucked away.
But what if we asked now
while we can still kiss the answers?
So,
before this poem ends,
before you scroll,
before time wins its race,
hold them,
call them,
love them,
Tell them the things you'd regret never getting to say.
Watch how their eyes answer you.
Notice how lucky you are
to have someone
worth asking these questions for.
Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 3:06 AM UTC
Are you the tree in the graveyard,
or the fallen star I search for in the sky?
You said the sky was the limit
can you see me now, soaring beyond your reach?
I search for you in the faces of ghosts
I once feared to face.
Do you follow me,
as I follow the trace of your steps?
Do you see me in the sun,
its light burned into my eyes
eyes that are yours,
but carry a void you left?
Is it you in the fog,
holding me close when I can't breathe?
Am I drowning in it,
or is it your arms that won’t let go?
Do you hear my cry,
echoing in the thunder’s roar
a sound that's very similar to yours
now swallowed by the storm?
Jan 29, 2025
Jan 29, 2025 at 1:18 AM UTC
A therapy in lows
A canopy when sun glows
A resonant vibe
The perfect tribe
The cream to the cake
A dream to keep one awake
A cage locked from inside
The best page to scribe
Too dreamy to realise
Too flowy to crystalize
Some people are treasure
A measure of pleasure
The assurance of reassurance
Life long insurance...
Jan 5, 2024
Jan 5, 2024 at 4:59 AM UTC
Loss
a lack there of,
an unattainable reach.
a call that merely rings
a voice that begins to fade.
Loss
a memory
the past.
How long will this pain last?
The mind springs i need to call !
the heart remembers oh, not at all.
Loss,
The fact or process of losing something or someone.
Someone dear,
no longer near.
gone afar.
Remember,
take a look up there
a look within,
they’re right there
gleaming like a Star
Aug 18, 2022
Aug 18, 2022 at 6:32 PM UTC
~>/~ * ~<~\
In the middle of my chaos,
in moments of despondency,
a lone bright star shines,
and holds every piece of me,
together,
~~~~~~~
always "there,"
from a distance,
but ever near
to catch me
if i fall.
~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~
::::::::::::::::::
sally b
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
June 7, 2022
#God #deadfamilyfriend #lovedone #lonestar #sallyb
Jun 7, 2022
Jun 7, 2022 at 12:15 PM UTC
There is
No timetable
For grief.
It comes.
It goes.
No rhyme.
No reason.
m.e.
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 3:27 AM UTC
When I'm older and its time
I want you to wake me
Show me your voice I can no longer hear
Your memory will no longer be alive
Though I don't know why
Show me the reason you left
That was more important than me
Show you all that you missed
Thank you for those happy times alive
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 3:54 PM UTC
i thank the hardships,
that life made you go through,
for the roughness
of the skin that lies
on the palm of
your hands,
because that's the only
part of you i can still
feel
in my dreams
Apr 13, 2020
Apr 13, 2020 at 1:05 AM UTC
Here I am
Writing to you
Writing to someone that will never respond
Talking to a brick wall
Yet here I am
Still making the attempt
What can I do?
Is there something I can do to change this dynamic,
It has been years.
Years since my heart last skipped.
What can I do to make it leap once more?
To feel again what it is like for you to look my way.
To feel again what it is like to be cared for.
So here I am,
Writing to you.
My lifeline being tossed out,
In hopes that you will come to rescue me.
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 10:21 PM UTC
Close to death
A finale breath
Reaper's touch
A finale hush
Pain dissipates
In loved one's eyes reinstates
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 12:28 PM UTC
They lied.
They lied when they said time heals all wounds,
Or maybe there hasn’t been enough time away from you.
Almost two years to the day,
yet I still find myself keeping tears at bay.
Why did you go? Why couldn’t you stay?
You were just coming around,
You seemed okay.
Yet, I know deep down that feeling you felt,
I often feel it too and left with a remorseful head,
Full of regret,
I could have said something,
I did nothing instead.
I’ve learned a lot while you’ve been away.
I was too late,
I should have never received a call that day,
A life full of guilt because my mind mended,
after you chose to escape a life unfinished.
I couldn’t help it,
Our genetics tell all,
you see,
Those months I had been suffering,
just like you,
I begged for it to leave.
My life continued while yours departed,
Waking day to day,
to a photo of your smiling face,
with that everlasting tear,
that may never be tamed.
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 10:41 PM UTC
A field of roses
Where we walked
The sun beaming off your face
Tender and delightful
I visit that same field of roses
Only now it is I who walks them
The sun beaming off my tears drops
In pain and dying
You were my rose
My reason for getting up and walking
My sunshine and light
But now you are my rock, so deep in the ground.
Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 2:10 PM UTC
they say death hurts the most,
no it doesn't,
what hurt the most is,
watching your loved ones die,
in front of your eyes,
watching their soul being,
ripped apart ,
from their body,
watching them go,
while all you can do,
is just sit numb,
mourn over their death,
watching the death dance,
all around you,
showing you,
how weak you are,
how crippled you are,
at that moment we realize,
what hurts the most,
is the death of loved one
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 9:03 AM UTC
Hey this is for you
The person who is crazy enough to be with me
The one who know what I all need
The one who never complains
But gets over board when m with boys
The one who declaims to be my boyfriend
But claims as my husband
Yup it for you…
Today I have been so happy
You never give me a chance to complain
With you crazy sense of humor
You drive me insane
The day when I asked you to be mine
No doubt
You were perfect for me
Today after heights and low
I realize I love you more
It makes me happy just being by your side
All these feelings I just can’t hide
You look at me as if I’m the only girl around
You make me feel important and never let me down
You’ve shown me how to smile what to say
You’ve shown me what its worth to
Love someone each and every day
So this poem goes out for you
Who bare up with my mood swings?
And times when my anger rings
I used to dream of someone like you
And pray each and every night too
The one
Who hold me tight and see me through
To love my eyes and smile too
And when I am scared to stay with me for a while
And when I’m down take me to highs
It’s amazing feeling that I have for you
May be all I need to say is
I love you….
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 3:42 AM UTC
I like to play horror games
Amnesia was the first one I played
The monsters were scary
The envoirement was eerie
But if I'd call the monster Steven
Instead of scared I'd be merry
Steven was such a funny guy
He looked funny
He walked weirdly
Nothing of him would terrify
The only time he'd scare me was when I'd open the door
Sometimes the jumpscare would make me fall to the floor
Many years I have played these games
Even though I was scared, in the end I'd be okay
That was until I stood next to my brother
He was not yet in his grave
This experience was like no other
It crashed on me like a giant wave
I'd never seen him lay so still
It was hard but I wanted to try
Though I knew it could only go downhill
I wanted to touch his hand one last time
I lowered my body and reached out my hand
I was pretty sure he would scare me right then & there
But my brother didnt move, not even a hair
And I realized at that moment how much I wanted that jumpscare
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 11:03 PM UTC
She was,
She used to be,
I still startle
There will no longer be
Any new memories.
I look up
When the skies cry
When there is not a cloud in sight
I talk about her in the past tense now.
Eye on my arm
God squeezes my heart,
I remember the feel
Of toying with her
Sagging skin
’Til mine ages,
I will beam at my ink.
I talk about her in the past tense now.
On nights I cry,
On fine nights
I burst with life,
She cradles my heart.
Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 3:32 AM UTC
I tilt my head back
Gently my eyes close
Pockets of sunlight peer through the arches
Of trees branches
A warm wind dancing on every leaf
My hair untangling itself with each running gust
Inhale its natural scent
Tears begin to flow
I ask
"Dad, are you there?"
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 2:23 PM UTC
Dear Reader,
Ever lost a loved one?
As a poet, I feel death must be a celebration.
The end of all the earthly sufferings, Right?
Have you ever felt happy for those who died!
We all die one day
Everyone we love will disappear in the same way
We humans, don't train ourselves, let's say
On how to deal with the death's play
Erase all the love, the memories before dawn
So that it won't hurt when they're really gone
Is that even possible for us to do?
Death is so painful & sad, yes it's true,
Even we can't escape from it, it's nothing new!
Death will beat us black and blue.
Cry and cry
Wish your loved one, a goodbye
Tell them, you'll see them when you die
Ask them to shine like a star in the sky
Cry, till the tears left for them are none
So that it won't hurt you in the long run
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
I die every time
you cross my mind
I wish I hate you
because loving you is hell
I rather go blind then
Not see u well
We meet when I was eight
From there I knew love was real
You keep me warm
through all of life’s chill
We grew up
But our bond stayed young
Your my ear on a hard day
My blanket on a lonely night
Everything was perfect
until you lost your life
Other people just saw you
But I saw a wonderful thing
To just call you human
Would insult your brain
You feel me better than anyone
You know when to speak
You know when to roll over
And you know when stay
I never forget the day you left
We drove to the office
Where they made it clear
Die here or die at home
My heart and mind tore in two
Logic and love
two words I wish I never knew
I held back my tears like a ****
Fixed my face
hugged and kissed your head
so deeply as to make your dreams sweet
Before you leave
I was alone as I watched
the grim reaper take you away
The look in your eye haunts me til this day
I just hope that
forgiveness and understanding
Was in her brain the day I choose
Your life away
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 8:57 PM UTC
Any gift from a loved one is more valuable than its price
Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 4:33 AM UTC