The Waves Along The Shore Part II
Once again, I heard the roaring sounds of the sea
This time you showed no mercy
Anger and hate are the only ones I can see
You are not serene and calm you used to be.
Still wondering why I still walk along this shore
Knowing that someday you won’t be there anymore
The beautiful waves, serene, calm and roaring sounds
You used to make before…
Every minute of the day, I do realize
To be with you will just be a surprise
But I don’t know if I can be as I was
The sand you always find when you were nowhere to pass.
A year had passed and still wondering why,
I kept on loving you every minute that gone by
A wasted love that grew from time to time
That you know where to find.
This love I have for you grew stronger than it was
I surrendered my body and soul for you to realize
How I loved you with all of my heart
And prayed we would not depart.
Reminiscing the days we walked hand in hand
Like two lovely shells clasped along the sand
They were only memories now, I understand
And there is no hope that we can become one.
I wished I never walked on that shore
And made a pact to love you even more
For I knew one day……….
You’ll be there no more
I can see tiny waves in the middle of the sea
So distant from me that I can hardly see
I can feel that you cannot be with me
To become a big wave in reality.
It’s been awhile since I walked again along the shore
Coz’ I’m afraid to find out that there’s nothing there anymore
The sand, the footprints and the waves
That used to embrace and love each other before.
Ms. Lorcelie (Lorie) Tenorio
22 August 2009
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