when you left
the trees stopped yearning for air
the air didn't dance with leaves
leaves forgot about the flowers
flowers crumpled with grief
the lion became a lamb
as tears and the rain turned sporadic
as the storm grew more calm
and heartbeats became static
BINABASA MO ANG
When You Left
Poetry"when you left, every part, every breath every heart beat of your body slowly became requisite parts of my poetry." a collection of free-verse poems.
