#sombrero
(A POEM FOR PRADIP)
In these early hours of evening
when sun has dipped down, hiding
cold has set in, warmth cooled by wind blowing,
your words haunt me, left me pondering.
For a sunshine poem, you asked,
but how? when it is now dusk,
there is no sun, only dark to show,
not even a moon aglow.
All i see are fiery dots of light, shimmering
in the garden, i am alone, wondering
I do not see them closely
yet, i feel they could be friendly.
They are luminous lanterns, seemingly beaming,
could these suffice to keep your flame burning?
In the widening dark, they bask
to perform their given task
carrying drops of hope with their sparkles,
scattered ***** of chances, radiated by lighted candles.
They are so tiny, collectively bright,
wandering, even on a moonless summer night...
I have not one sunshine poem for you,
instead, thousands of Fireflies, i offer you
to let their light shine generously on your face
dry every bit of sadness, leaving not a trace.
to dry tears hidden
ease your shoulders laden.
I wish i could see your smile
hug you, even just for a while
wear your sombrero
'til day after tomorrow.
I pray my words have beamed enough,
to save your day, to see you through...
F I R E F L I E S
by
Sally
Copyright 2014
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 2:16 PM UTC
I run my fingers over your baby picture and just think to myself, what an incredible human you are
You sent me a pocketful of joy via a playlist I’m listening to Marks by Beauvois as I trace the lines of your yellow cape and oversized sombrero
I try to imagine what little you was thinking and if you had a clue you were such an extraordinary being
I think somehow you have always known what made you different, deeper, more sensitive
I imagine that every song that comes on the playlist is a message from you
I play it for the plants and announce that you’ve sent us a new gift meant to communicate and raise the frequency around us
On a day where without a word you knew, I needed you to come through
Man do I love you...wow do I love you...tapping my feet to Easy by Beauvois as I type this
You just are and leave me at a loss for words. I close my eyes and feel you in the air, reminding me what Love is...that unexplainable, borderless feeling of just knowing the existence of YOU. Yet I have no confirmation except the space that I hold inside myself and in the air around me... you move into my space so effortlessly. The Bridge by Beauvois plays as I think of you almost as if you speak to me through the music. Man, do I Love you...Wow, do I love you...and that sir is what you do to me...what you say to me...without words...I launched a wish and a feeling. I hope that it lands in your heart and burns like an ember until the day I can lay eyes on the boy who grew to be the man...I doubt you’ll be wearing a yellow cape and oversized sombrero, but I feel I would recognize you anyway...Outside by Beauvois as I complete this man do I love you...Wow, do I love you...I feel it to my core,❤️that’s all...thank you for the musical thread to you.
Weekend by Beauvois
Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 6:45 PM UTC