Goodbye, my wildflowers

(This time, let me be just as I am. Let me express myself because I too feel of these emotions, but that’s not the issue. I just want my fellow youth to know that I too experience this but I rather look to God than meditate in these feelings. Because today, we are made for battles to win and there are some things that should just have to wait. Thank you.)

They say this place was meant for wildflowers

To bloom on the road for a man like me

To pick them up as I stroll and traverse

And then think of sunsets beside the sea.

Yes, I carried one and have made my heart

Like a vessel, a vase where it can reveal

Its strange beauty mistakenly called art,

A mystery I know that is unreal.

Because there were prickles that grow to hurt,

Even it was early to comprehend.

If only too much I did not exert,

So right now I will just have to amend.

And as the spring ends in the late of May,

There on the sands I lay the memories

So let the waters toss them far away

And let the summer cause no reminisce.

So then, let the dust forbid them to grow

Once they settle on a lonely island.

For I won't see wildflowers tomorrow,

Never to pick them again with my hand.

Waiting the summer, waiting for next spring

I hope better rosebuds burst into bloom

As they fill again my heart with singing

Of the serenade that makes love resume.

Goodbye, my wildflowers now forgotten

I have new petals to cover the scars.

For I will walk without being broken

Having daffodils array like the stars.

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Copyright © 2011 by Prince Obed de la Cruz

(June 23, 2011; Marikina City)

(This poem is written by PRINCE OBED de la CRUZ. To use it in a proper manner, please email him at princeobed_dc@yahoo.com with the subject “PERMISSION TO USE”)

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i super love this poem :))

thank you Lord for the life of Mr. Obed Dela Cruz.