Silenceo de Saudade

Please, if you hate me now,
remember that once you loved me,
and look upon me without guile,
but search your heart for those times,
when promise was anew.

I try to understand your need,
to be away from me,
I know I've not been easy,
these years we've spent,

yet, my loyalty has always been,
and I have never left, and even still,
in the silence of this night,
when your voice is missing,
I am ever true.

I pray you remember our hearts and souls,
and keep the things we've shared close to you,
looking upon them not with sadness,
but with a sweet swelling of your heart,
remembering the miracles we have,
treasured.

The friendship, the love, the family,
the good times, the hard, oh....
oh such a good life we have had,
my dearest friend of ever,

I miss you, I love you,
saudade....

Author Notes

Saudade (singular) or saudades (plural) (pronounced [sɐ.uˈdaðɨ] or [sawˈdaðɨ], is a Portuguese language word difficult to translate adequately, which describes a deep emotional state of nostalgic longing for something or someone that one was fond of and which is lost. It often carries a fatalist tone and a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might really never return. Saudade has been described as a "vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist ... a turning towards the past or towards the future".[2] A stronger form of saudade may be felt towards people and things whose whereabouts are unknown, such as a lost lover, or a family member who has gone missing. It may also be translated as a deep longing or yearning for something which does not exist or is unattainable. Saudade was once described as "the love that remains" or "the love that stays" after someone is gone. Saudade is the recollection of feelings, experiences, places or events that once brought excitement, pleasure, well-being, which now triggers the senses and makes one live again. It can be described as an emptiness, like someone ( e.g., one's children, parents, sibling, grandparents, friends, pets) or something (e.g., places, things one used to do in childhood, or other activities performed in the past) that should be there in a particular moment is missing, and the individual feels this absence. In Portuguese, 'tenho saudades tuas', translated as 'I have saudades for you' means 'I miss you', but carries a much stronger tone. In fact, one can have 'saudades' of someone with which one is, but have some feeling of loss towards the past or the future.

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Heart of a Fool

You must be breathing easy,
now that your finally rid of me,
now that I'm not begging,
from you to be esteemed.

what a fool I must have looked like,
all this time all these years,
begging you to keep me on,
for I love you as my friend so dear.

I will push myself,
upon you no more,
you are finally now set free,
from the prison of my heart,
where you so hated to be.

how stupid can one woman be,
to think that such a friendship is true,
when she is treated so rudely,
when she is beaten and bruised,

no you cannot see the marks,
for they are hidden deep inside,
and now I will spend my time praying,
for the Lord to heal my life.

These words will mean nothing to you,
you'll just turn them all around,
I'm nothing more than a notch on your belt
you've finally won your round

Now I am broken yes its true,
but this you will never see,
for I choose it to be this day,
to live now for Heavenly Father,
and me. But one last thing I have to say,
for I have never been untrue
I am your friend and will be here
when you realize you, were you...

Author Notes a true friend doesn't say such things and leave..... © Dawn Michelle. All rights reserved

Haunted Covenant

My spirit will not haunt the mound,
where the soul of us does lay,
I will not cry for times long lost,
my heart to rest I will now pray.

I will not sit and anchor myself,
in the memory of what we had,
I will no longer chase those dreams that come,
I'm locking the door, but oh how sad.

How sad that you've not the strength,
to let live and live again,
how sad for the fact you've pushed me out,
that my humble heart was taken in.

I know that I've been true to you,
for centuries now on past,
and I swore to be your friend till the end,
but today, its quite hard to encompass.

My tears do threaten to spill upon my cheeks,
as I write these lines of pain,
I'm trying so hard to push them back,
that you not own me ever again.

I'll never it seems as long as I live,
understand the cruelty of human minds,
with the stroke of a keyboard and flick of a switch,
they walk away,
leaving pieces of others behind.

So this day it is I try to pledge,
even a covenant to cover me 'round,
that I will never allow the hurt again,
my spirit will not,
haunt your mound....

Author Notes
**PROMPT: My spirit will not haunt the mound

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If You Were Cleaver

If you were real I would see you
stand by my side,
I would hear your voice,
in the depths of the night.

I would not feel alone
crying for times past,
of days when you were not gone,
of love to long last.

And if you were real
my heart would be full,
I would sleep with custom dreams,
my soul to you would pull.

But alas I fear you are but a tale,
made tall inside my mind,
yet, I know your every detail.

I feel I've nothing left,
but maybe a memory or two
this silence so defining
I wonder, was it ever really you.

Now, Come back to me,
is the song of my days,
my muse please return, I beg you
please do not betray.

For Friends that were once
should be friends again forever,
I surely expect too much,
naive and foolish,
you have been way to cleaver.....

Author Notes
Prompts "If You (Blank)
Replace the blank with a word or a phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write the poem.

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