Retorcerse de dolor......

The Loss of you
Dedicated to Myia A Samuel


Drown me in the ocean of anguish
That my hurt may be relinquished
And though I gasp in agony for breath
Let it be my death
For there is nothing as agonising as the loss of you

Stray bullets that dart?
Let them finally settle in my heart-
Tear through skin
Pierce through my heart film
For there is no pain that hurts more than the loss of you

Daggers aimed?
I beg you, do not miss
Slice me, cut me……let them maim
Let my blood sip from each gash
For there is no greater wound than the loss of you

Clasp your hand round my neck
Pores pant and perspire
Mock my desperation
Let my life retire
For who needs life with the loss of you?

Dead you are?
Dead I should be!

Dust you shall become?
Dust I should become!

For who can live with the loss of you?


It is three months today since you’ve been gone and the pain is ever present and unending! I miss you and I love you even through death!!

Love
Merl

Memoria

Remember

Dedicated to Myia A Samuel



Once, there was a beautiful pearl,
Who painted pictures
Of flowers, hills, beaches and faces……
Do you remember?

Once, there was a gem
Whose voice was sweeter than any…..
Her voice fell upon ears like honey to an ailing throat
Do you remember?

I remember!

I remember, this rose different from all the others –
Her thorns pointed inwardly and so she exposed her humanity shamelessly
And loved unconditionally
Do you remember?

I remember this bird,
Flying upon each tree with genuine curiosity
Who mingled with danger just for experience
Who flirted with evil just for a second!
Whose curiosity heightened with each new moment…..
Do you remember?

I remember this care free spirit,
Climbing coconut trees, cutting her finger
Racing on the streets
Listening to contrary music
Jumping off cliffs fully dressed to experience the ocean
Thoughtfully carrying on with nature
Do you remember?

Do you remember a busy body
Who woke at dawn to go off to work
And who worked whilst everyone was asleep
The picture of dedication, determination and hard work!
Do you remember?

Hard worker yes!
But do you remember those gifts at Christmas?
The excitement in her eyes?
Shaking each gift with marvel?

Do you remember my birthday? Yours?
She made them special! She made them worth waiting for!

Do you remember the conversations?
Do you remember the laughter?
The joy we felt?
Do you remember the things she did,
That would drive a mad man crazy?
Do you remember the advice she gave?
Do you remember??

If I remember,
If you remember
If we remember
Then she can not be forgotten…..
If we remember, she will remain a part of each new moment……each new memory
She will grow with us…..
So remember, to keep her alive……remember