Miguel’s Love Poem

Surprise; Here is a romantic poem I started to sketch out back in 2009 and finally set it down to this poem taken from the prose of the original sketch. Read it, it might surprise you. Try and stick with it for the payoff, though it starts off a little slow.

“And The Stars Fell”

There was something about you.
I was moved, but unaware.
There was a big doubt too
of all which lay there.

The most insane romance
I’d ever known.
I saw it all askance,
not fully blown.

I was then, not attracted to you.
Your intentions, a mystery.
There I was, not a single clue.
No, never in that history
did any relationship take this road.
At work our paths would not cross.
Not a inkling of the load was forebode.
Came the pitch, came the toss.

There you were, sitting across from me.
So friendly, it was beyond words.
It had just, but begun amazing me.
Introduction on wings of birds.

We became close friends.
I was very comfortable with that.
Round fast winding bends.
An extraordinary turn at the bat.

I still remember that day at work
that we first sat together.
Upon my face, a ridiculous smirk,
and the comment as to whether
the stars would fall now
that in seating we were banded.
Would I’d not said that, no how,
oh, hated script, I’d been handed!

For it was then the moment,
that having been said,
led the fates to foment
the cataclysm ahead.

Oh, they’ve had their laugh,
oh foolish me,
I should have done the math.
I did not foresee.

Oh we had a nice run, really.
We were incredibly compatible.
The death knelled shrilly
Of relentless hell indefatigable.

In the face of it all
we “loved” so very deeply,
now rolled up into a ball
careening downhill steeply.

And to join that hopeless vision,
there it was, chiming in
like a masterful incision
announced by an orchestral din.

Yup, The Stars Fell,
colliding all about us.
The air did swell.
P.A.; All Out Da Bus!

So much death and devastation
which then severed our relation.
A instant levered consternation
served to lend us more frustration.

So here I walk among cosmic conflagration.
This is the cost of a “love” surpassing.
thus inspiring resentment and sheer botheration
for in having been was but trespassing
all boundaries set forth at earth’s foundation.
At the least, starfall was irretrievable.
Such unsanctioned “love” would cause inundation
of ordinates, a thing beyond aggrievable.

It was a circle, I see it now,
set in motion by my remark that day.
So, to the fates I owe the final bow.
They mercilessly deigned to end the fray.

Though I was outmatched, and had no guile,
they chewingly gnawed my heart the while
I bled, and died within a faded smile.
Look There, behold the blood drenched mile.

You ask me why yet I remain
among debris of stars broke asunder?
I relive moments in the stain.
I laugh with a irony born of wonder.

This tribute given a “love” so mere.
This monument before you here.
Envious of “love” born but to disappear.
Could this be made more loud, and clear?

Tho the stars gave witness to our “love”
as if it were sent from God above;

It was not, I tell you true,
for it’s made up of me and you!

The End

Thanks for reading; I can be reached in the comments below, or at kingrat1397@gmail.com or on face book, can be messaged as Miguel Angel Oquendo (of Huachuca City, Az)


14 thoughts on “Miguel’s Love Poem

    1. I’ve lost a ton of my original poems, due to foolishness as a young man, carrying them with me while on drinking sprees, and yes, I don’t drink any more. But all the work done on my early poetry was questing, anticipating where I am now, this stage where I’ve broken pass the boundaries of poetry. Glad to here Kuhu is better. And thanks for the reading and compliment. Perhaps I will apportion time to write some new poetry????
      Don’t know……..

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      1. Just for you Jyots I will make a effort though you’ve demonstrated your fickleness. How? Miguel’s Love Poem you read awhile back on a past reblog. Even saying “I envy her” but would you recollect that….oh no, not on your diet…..(lol) so there, a rass berry for you brrrraaa (not sloppy enough)

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    1. Thank you, the poem took about two years to commit to. We were (funny) originally together when I drafted some ideas for it. It all hinged upon the phrase I employed when she and I finally sat together (a call center) at work (weren’t allowed to sit by choice), throwing messages across a partition (scriblings) among them was that stupid saying; that the stars would now fall since we were finally sitting across from one another. So years later (about two) we had our final disbanding (I’d attempted to leave so many times, she was, as my brother put it damaged goods) it was then that finding the draft I said to myself, “Write it now”. And that’s what you see. Yes a load of affection there. Sincere thanks for your appreciation. And a teacher yet.


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