Poetic License: July 2001 Online Poetry Journal

Ay, Buhay
by Anjel Cruz

Love Where Are You
by Braddock Green

Confusion
by Cynthia

Elegy of Deep Thoughts
by Helen Trung

Your Definition
anonymous

Tears I cried for too long
to hold on too...
by Syreeta Robinson

Sand
by Albert Chen

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Elegy of Deep Thoughts
by Helen Trung

What is this journey we call life?
Why is it filled with pain and strife?
Must we meander along mindlessly?
In this old, repetitive course, blessed be.

At the end of this journey, we meet a block
From this we can't escape, or even mock
Our only defence, is to attempt good health
But no man can say they are able to avoid death.

For many I loved, have lost this game
Sorrow I feel, not disappointment nor shame,
That those I loved have passed away.
I live in their legacy, I would never betray.

In reminiscing, it causes me to ponder
What lies beyond the grand sleep, far yonder?
Is it simmering summer, in the red shaded sea?
Or is it oceans of blue, where stars shine merrily?

I hope heaven sees the tears running down my face,
As God takes a life full of beauty and grace.
I hope you left the world happily,
As you left me with an overwhelming misery.

Is death meant for punishment or learning?
Your unconditional love, my whole life spent earning.
Am I supposed to be mourning and grieving?
My heart can't stop breaking, upon your leaving.

Is it worth the wait, after a lifetime of pain?
Is there anything to anticipate, anything to gain?
Is love in life used to prepare us for later?
I ask, the one and only all mighty creator.

Then a voice calls to me, so familiar and true.
Whatever work or love you do, eventually comes back to you.
Please don't leave the path to a better life, don't leave.
That is all I heard, all my soul had received.

So in this game we call life, don't stray.
We should work hard, and even play
To prepare ourselves, when the call of the bell
Sentences us to all eternity, heaven or hell.