Life is Short

Life is Short

Sunday, April 15, 2018

La Douleur Exquise

like each day, how I feel for you is unique
like the deep oceans, it chooses to be silent,
like the last evening, theres no sunrise for it,
like rain in a stormy night, it chooses to pour

Thursday, December 3, 2015

Daylight

It is just like the peeping of a brand new morning,
Sending the studs of stars to sleep while flickering
The now awakened sun scatters brightness over the lands,
Revealing what the moon hid under the dark velvet skies
Unfolding and opening shallow and deeply kept treasures
Will we embrace what light has brought to us to muse?

Or do we choose to alter and refine what we cannot bear?

I choose to look at sunlight in a different perspective,
If its heat is less, on my face I shall allow it to receive
But its beauty is more alluring than its cool-calm shadow
Alas! It will soon be a spotlight and everything will show
How can I refuse a promising dawn and the break of sunrise?
what if last night's dream is not as beautiful as reality and I realize?

Would you still welcome tomorrow's pledge, daylight and dare?


-Jackie Perfinan-


Thursday, November 12, 2015

November

This present calm, shall I compare it to spring dawn?
For its quietness is lovely and sweet as rich nectar
Or shall I compare it to the blue green mountains,
where yellow daisies, lavenders and red roses bloom?

Whilst your heart is the haven to my wild thoughts,
Your words are the sun and moon that rise on my face 
your utterly silence is my perfect home and place
it is where my dusted and weary spirit comes to rest.

Our souls-they are the summer sky and autumn clouds,
belonging and floating in the same height and space
Your arms is where I choose to retire and surrender
when my brave-fierce heart has gone weak and somber.

Your love is my sunset, prefect place and shelter.


-jackie



Tuesday, October 27, 2015

October

The overflowing love I have is deeply intense,
burning every inch of my inner force and self,
If my warmth and fieriness touch your soul
believe me, trust me, it is embroided with passion

But my love please hear my heart's solemn plea,
My somber heart had been bruised and scarred
desire to feel it, touch it, let it beat as if your own

My love for you is lovingly providing, selfless
I was frightened to discern you and to love you
But I have chosen to abandon the dreadful fear
To give, to risk, to lay all my feelings so dense

But my love please hear my heart's solemn plea,
a rose full of fragrant has thorns; it pricks and cuts
I'm set to receive pain, heal me, no don't desert me

Alas!
If one fateful storm, and you'd choose to neglect me
Return my heart though bleeding, beaten, ripped
My love please hear my sorrowful and solemn plea,
Leave me with pride-surrender it unruined if you'd flee



-- jackie perfinan