(paco, manila)

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A Desert Life

as I watched the sunset in this land
and fading lights dims the desert sand
a time my memory seems so right
to think of my love ones out of sight

in the vastness of this ancient land
like flaming dots of red in the sand
I miss the busy streets and city lights
the traffic jams and those hurried life

I recall the years when I was young
the party and the songs that were sung
all the 'happenings'and so much fun
now a memory and forever gone

I think of my family and my friends
a longing inside me that never ends
only in my mind that I'm with them
a sad, empty feeling like a dream

the only thing that keeps me going
for my kids to finish their 'schooling'
another ten years is in the offing
to end my work, and what I'm doing

what I missed was my dad and mom
I always need their comforting warm
for even when they've gone long ago
still, I am not ready to let them go

and sometimes when I cry at night
I just wished that they hold me tight
their faces, constantly in my brain
and I just wept with so much pain

I say now, if ever my time will come
for twice, I'm near the end of my line
and I left a will to my dearest ones
I'll be laid beside my dad and mom.

Submitted: Friday, February 22, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 17, 2013


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  • Maria C. Costa (3/6/2013 7:40:00 PM)

    Lovely and melodious, your poem fondly speaks of a glorious time of youth, the warmth and longing of family. One always cherishes those times and our memory keeps them safe.
    Keep up sharing your poems.

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  • Jesus James Llorico (2/23/2013 7:45:00 PM)

    thank you Mr. Mishra, this is the first poem I submitted and I want to do more, your comment is really appreciated. yes, I will read your poems and comments.

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  • Gajanan Mishra (2/22/2013 8:38:00 AM)

    We should remember the sun is not setting it is our earth that is moving.. As such we are not dying our body is decaying. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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