He saw her pass by.
A beautiful glow was on her face.
He smiled his sad smile,
as he remembered her sweet embrace.
Could have been his,
her smile, her kiss.
Yet, a mere memory.
He saw her meet her lover.
Fear had been his sin.
Back then, he could offer her nothing.
Her love, he won’t keep.
Alas, he went on and let her weep.
Could have been his,
her love, her face.
If she had kept his heart?
Forever he will wonder.
(c) Phoenix Montoya @ November 29, 2010
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or be merry when your heart is breaking.
It is very hard to stand on your ground,
when everything you see is collapsing.
How can you ever find light for guidance,
or have faith in such sorrowful darkness?
No hope remains, an act of cowardice-
of trust upon His majesty’s kindness.
It’s never easy to see someone sob,
or hear somebody fall from misery.
Hence, we find courage for the sake of love.
We rise again to kiss darling’s cry.
Indeed, a hardship to carry the world.
But in love’s name, nothing is such a load.
(c) Phoenix Montoya @ November 29, 2010
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