Tonight, I can write the saddest line
while the darkness devours all the light
while the lambent sun is deprived of its refulgence
losing all the trace of its existence.
Tonight, I can write the saddest line
when my life is tinted with only red,
tears flowing down, tasting like brine
sign of yearning while I bleed.
Tonight, I can write the saddest line
before all hopes are totally gone,
hopes for the future, yours and mine.
But you already left. I want to run.
Tonight, I can write the saddest line
as I immortalize the first year of your death,
my first year of utter lonesomeness,
remembering the memories we had shared.
Tonight, I can write the saddest line
as I extinguish the idea of my solitude,
before my plan of joining you, my love,
in our God's arms is settled.
"I wish tonight were Yuletide again
when you, my love, were still around."
As I write my saddest line tonight,
Elmo stares at me smilingly, then my life breaks down.
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Our teacher asked us to make a poem based on Pablo Neruda's "Tonight I Can Write"
And this is my output.. I know this is not as great as Pablo's but at least, this really comes from my heart. LOL
