days slip into nights
and nights are never long enough
there’s always something else
we have to do or
someplace else to go to
it seems
we’ll never find time
for each other
long enough
to know each other
or shall we?
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
days slip into nights
and nights are never long enough
there’s always something else
we have to do or
someplace else to go to
it seems
we’ll never find time
for each other
long enough
to know each other
or shall we?
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
remember when we walked the streets
watching the sky and the cars slipping by
counting the lights and the lampposts we met
reading the signs and dragging our feet.
remember when we walked through the rain
laughing at raindrops and catching the flu
splashing in puddles and wetting our shoes
pounding on pavement and slipping in mud.
remember when we ran through the grass
frolicking like children and rolling in dew
chewing the green and picking at weeds
crowning our heads with wreaths of leaves.
remember when we sat quiet in fields
surveying the buildings, basking in moonlight
sharing the silence, competing with fireflies
talking in whispers, waiting for daylight.
and now we sit and share the silence
remembering those days when we were friends
and more.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
flying high
i am over my head in air
the sky is brighter
above the clouds
and i don’t seem to care
i’d like to get nearer the sun
if i could
if i could but touch that sphere
but i forget my wings are wax
i forget i’m floating on air
i know i’ve never been this high
though height is a constant fear
but sinking to the depths below
is nothing new to me
what is it then i fear the most?
the light may pierce my eyes
long accustomed to my dark cell
but freedom is the sweetest yet
when you’ve been chained in dark despair
and so i fly higher and hope
the seabed is soft enough
to catch my fall.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
passion
what is passion
but intense desire
a torrent of kisses
cascading over two bodies
entwined
entangled arms and legs
and hair
surging over the sheets
a surf
washing the shore
in endless motion
spent
like the sea
gently lapping at
the beach
pulling at the sand
persistent
incessant
tender caresses
silent
but for a faint sighing
echoed infinitessimally
in love
tracing patterns
across wet sand
over and over
again
the sea
runs its fingers
over the beach
picking at the particles
leaving its marks
in wet kisses washed over
by more kisses
building up anew
a storm
beating against the shore
relentlessly
thrashing the sands
thrown up in throes
of passion.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
we meet again
on some strange plateau
in some bizarre tableau
not really bizarre
i never believed in deja vu
yet
by some miracle
time has brought us
together
a miracle contrived
true
but those moments
were not a dream
or were they?
was there ever truth
in the saying that
people meant to be for each other
have their paths cross
inspite of
because of
fate?
what future is there
to build?
we build
is it on ageless waves
and must we drift with the foam
forever?
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
a smile
can say so many things
and not say anything at all
and yet
you smile
what does it mean?
so much is left unsaid
i cannot read
between blank lines
what secrets deep and dark
do you keep?
amenities are social necessities
yet somehow
i cannot believe in yours
you talk
and heaven knows that what you say
is not what you should say
nor what you are trying to say
you have too many hidden meanings
is it something you fear?
perhaps it is yourself
you are hiding behind
that smile.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
reminiscing
as the rain pours
watching drops indistinguishable
from each other
in torrents of memories
hazy sheets on a hazy night
parting in puddles
spiralling
and merging again
in darkened pools
of memories
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
reaching out
i find empty space
where you should have been
where you were in my dream
and i bury my head in my pillow
and pull the sheets about me
trying to find you.
what words can tell
how you’ve always been a part of me
always, since we parted ways —
oh, so long ago —
half of my life was missing
half of my life was empty
till you came back into my life
and i still don’t know
what words to say
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
thunderclouds and ligntning
filled the sky.
i met a dream
that walked with me
for but a moment
of euphoric haze
a dream
that touched me
and for a moment
we walked
in a drizzle
of honeyed rain
soaked through
with blissful warmth
that burned
with fierce glow
of white fire
and drowned
in torrents
a blackened downpour
of blinded fury
shattering the serenity
of sleeping soil
rending the bloody earth
in two
the honeyed rain
seeping through
unfathomed depths
leading — where?
the roots exposed
reach out
to bridge an impossible
gap
that greedily swallows
the tears of heaven.
i gaze across and see
my dream
calling me
our fingertips brush
lightly
over the chasm.
should we clasp
each other and
together
fall
through a vortex of void blackness
the clamor
of our descent would be
dimmed by
the din of
thunderclouds and
lightning.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
a birth
is all it takes
to commence a lifetime
of existence
in a world
of living;
a death
merely punctuates
reality
jarring us
into the realization
that
life exists;
love
is what makes it all
more painful.
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012