To A Lost One
Angela Manalang-Gloria
I shall haunt you, O my lost one, as the twilight
Haunts a grieving bamboo trail,
And your dreams will linger strangely with the music
Of a phantom lover’s tale
You shall not forget, for I am past forgetting
I shall come to you again
With the starlight, and the scent of wild champakas,
And the melody of rain.
You shall not forget. Dusk will peer into your
Window, tragic-eyed and still,
And unbidden startle you into remembrance
With its hand upon the sill.
MESSAGE OF THE POEM:
They say there is a reason, they say that time will heal. But neither time nor reason will change. The way we feel for no one know the heartache. That lies behind our smiles. No one knows how many times we have broken down and cried. We want to tell you something. So there there wont be any doubt. You're so wonderful to think of but so hard to be without.
Angela Manalang-Gloria
Haunts a grieving bamboo trail,
And your dreams will linger strangely with the music
Of a phantom lover’s tale
I shall come to you again
With the starlight, and the scent of wild champakas,
And the melody of rain.
Window, tragic-eyed and still,
And unbidden startle you into remembrance
With its hand upon the sill.
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