I dream of times we always stood
side-by-side on the roads shoulder
deafened by the buffeting wind
careful to feel one another’s warmth
I wonder sometimes to myself
whether a word is ever uttered
but there is never a silence
so it is never broken.
I stare ahead in front of me
as if afraid to find my side cold
for I feel only frosted air
and smell a shadow of ash.
I shut my eyes to still the world
to reign my magic of frozen time
inside myself where we are together.
Till when I open myself upon the road
of nothing but tumbling snow.
This was a Poem I wrote on Valentines Day, 2016. I was in a Writing Center are my high school and the task was to write a love poem or an “ode” to something/someone we loved. It was only five days after my paternal Grandfather had passed away from Lung Cancer and I had just returned from Chicago for his funeral. Ironically, I wrote this and planned to throw it out, but then through a series of events, it won a poetry contest in my City and I decided to read it aloud at a little award show thing. Suffice to say nobody in my family had heard it before because I never share my writing with them(too shy), so it got them emotional and then I got emotional and yeah. So, this was my emotional spillage that I really haven’t editted because it was just raw and I liked it the way it was even with all its mistakes.