Sorrow sleeps against my window, Condensing into a murky fog. The verdant oaks that brought me joy, No longer seek to please the heart. Days of sun and restful smiles, Have prematurely fled my path. Most lovely flames have waned to dust Much love has failed to come to fruition. Should there be ache in… Continue reading Then There Is Losing You
If sorrow be the commemoration of our love Then I shan’t remember thee. You will not be a souvenir, a keepsake Buried in the dust Excavated on cheerless days. No. You won’t be a mere relic of the past All the memories amassed Bitter-sweet They will not be the culmination of you. Should grief dictate… Continue reading I Shan’t Remember Thee
I must love to lose because I need to lose to love. Monica Barengo Art
In doleful winds, I reminiscence The chill that seeped and settled in My flesh and limbs as trembling tips Brushed against frozen skin. My blood ran cold as shades of blue Began to pace across your face Their icy hues numbed my soul That day when I held you at my nape. I could feel… Continue reading Emerald Eyes
You did not leave me behind. I find traces of you in everything I do. So much so, that I am not I, I am but a part of you. So when I sway in the gentle breeze, it is you that the winds whisper to. And when I look up at the midnight sky,… Continue reading For My Father – Distance Deceives
Soul Symphonies 