Till Dawn of Tears

The sun shined brightly that day, but the once lively streets filled with children running around and playing were not there. Instead, they were at the plains as if machines who were picking flowers, placing them in a basket, going home to give them to their parents and going out again to pick some more. The rowdy market that was once crowded by people was silent. Not one was out for business, not one was out to buy. The people were all at home, as if in trance, making wreaths out of the flowers their children gave them. All day long they did this, until late afternoon that day. As the sun rest his tired body beyond the horizon of light to give way for the night to his reign of the sky, they all went out of their houses carrying fresh flower wreaths they had just made. They took the long road to the cliff side, still, not a word was heard. The wind blew hard as one child stumbled down the road. The child stood up by himself and was silent. Not a cry was heard from him though his knees were bleeding.

Beside the large shady tree, where Autumn leaves fell, upon the cliff side, lays a crystal made casket adorned with beautiful gems and at the lower most part, the eldest sister’s name was engraved to its glass. Flower wreaths that the people had made surrounded the casket. As everyone who went up to see her, their protector, lay there inside the glass casket lifeless, couldn’t help but to just cry. A while later, the wind blew strong, the middle sister, went up to the right side of the casket as their youngest, went up to the left. The middle sister, a songstress, then sang a song so beautiful as if you could feel the deep pain she was feeling that very night. It was a heartbreaking song… a song she sang only once in her life, for a sister she loved dearly. The youngest sister’s warm tears fell continuously down from her cold deep eyes, as she kissed a rose and lowered her sister down. Everyone never thought she would shed tears – but she did out of passion. She stayed by her grave all night as everyone left one by one. The middle sister then went up and asked her to rest but she refused and insisted on staying with her sister one last time. It was very painful for her to see her sister, the one who raised her when their mother died after her birth, the one she considered her own mother, the one who taught almost everything to her, lay lifeless underneath that earth. She stayed there beside her grave until dawn; still, her tears were streaming down her cheek as if it would never end… as if her pains will remain with her forever…

In memory of someone I held most dear. I may forget your face as time passed, but I will engrave your name in my heart for eternity.



I thought we had it all,
I thought everything was fine.
But then you called that night
And said that you would leave.

As if my heart would break
Of the pain I was feeling.
As if my world would drown
Of the tears I was shedding.

I face the world with a smile everyday
Just to hide all the pain inside.
But when it’s night and cold,
I started to shed tears again.

On and on for months I cried
Trying to rid myself of the pain.
Hoping that somehow it would ease,
Hoping somehow it would just leave.

I had cried to my very last tear,
I shed them all to forget you.
But still the pain never left me
And my wound never healed.


Letting Go…

All of us had gone, will be going, or is going through a life of great change, a life of great acceptance, a life of great pain, a life full of doubts, a life full of confusions – a teen age life. Always, whenever we cross this road, we meet a lot of people and lose a lot too. Some of them, we just came to meet along the road and leave us just like that. But for some, they became a great part of our lives. But we can never say that these people would always be with us. Sometimes we must also learn how to let go.

Sometimes, when we really want something so bad, we always thought that everything’s okay, everything’s going as we want it to be. But sooner or later, with a blink of an eye, we’ll just realize it was gone. And no matter what we do, no matter how hard we try, it will never come back to the way it used to be. And after that we’ll decide of letting go.

Letting go of someone isn’t that easy. Whenever we let someone go, we always hold back because that person means so much to us. Even if it means hurting ourselves, we still keep our eyes peeled just to keep that person beside us. After we’ve let go, we always hope that that person would come back. But sometimes, we have to accept the fact that that person would never come back and wont be the same person that we once knew. We just have to give that person up for us to grow and for us to realize that somebody out there needs that someone more that we do.

Even though life is cruel at times, we still need to wipe our tears dry, face the new world without that someone beside and get up every time we fall and know that that person wont always be there to catch us whenever we fall. Through this, we learn and become much stronger than we were before.

An article for Literature class.



I despise you Silence.
Know why?
Because you keep on reminding me
Of the things I wanted to forget.
His touch, his sent,
His smile, his glance.

I wanted to forget him so bad.
I wanted to stop myself from shedding tears again.
I wanted to stop myself from calling out his name.
I wanted to leave it all behind me.
As I keep on denying myself
How I need him so badly.

Whenever you’re around,
I always hear only my teardrop falling.
Whenever you’re near,
You keep whispering his words –
Those that made my heart beat fast
And those that made it sad and cry.

Even in my dreams as I sleep
You still whisper his name to my ear.
You keep repeating what he did –
How he made my world so bright
And also took with him that light.
As I again weep here in this dark room
Without anyone but you alone.