A Mother’s Eyes

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Have you looked straight to her eyes?

She who doesn’t tell you any lies

But silently suffers when her kid cries.

She hides her pain and sorrow– she tries,

And speaks only of words so wise.

No alibis. No disguise. No good-byes.

She’s always up by sunrise,

Just smiling at you with those loving eyes.

~RaineFairy

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Majestic Skies Over Marvelous Waters

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Just like gold comes before the night,

Thick clouds open making it more bright,

Soft waves reflect the glare of the sunlight

And I realize everything is going to be alright.

~RaineFairy

Reality, Part 3

On a breezy Sunday morning, as Juliana was almost done fixing breakfast, Stephen, coming from behind, surprised her with a small gift box. He gently planted a big kiss on her right cheek and she felt his smoothly shaven face against her skin.

It was after all their Third Year Wedding Anniversary. She had no wrapped gift to give him, and Stephen expected nothing from her. He knew she had written him a new poem. Heading the Computers Section at The New York Public Library, he had read several stories and poems by great writers. But he proudly admitted that his wife could very well be the unrecognized greatest writer of all time. Each poem she wrote about him was saved on his iPhone.

Before leaving for work, Stephen excitedly reminded her of their date on Tuesday night. They were to see each other on that same spot where they first met- to relive that rainy night in New York.

It was four years ago. She was standing on the corner of 52nd and the 5th on a cold rainy Friday evening, waiting for a cab. She was late for dinner at her mother’s house in Princeton, and there was no way she could get a cab from here. As she turned around, she accidentally bumped the man behind her. When she raised her head to apologize for her clumsiness, she was stunned to see the most beautiful man she has ever seen. It left her speechless.

A few minutes later, she was walking side by side with this man she hardly knew. He gave her his phone so she could call her mother. When she was done talking, she dropped the phone on the wet pavement. Embarrassed, she reached for her wallet to pay him but the man held her hand, still smiling. He knew at that moment he had to take care of her. She was weak, clumsy, and ever frightened. Their eyes spoke of unspeakable words.

After three years of being harmoniously married, they planned to have kids the following year. And this morning, they talked about their future family. Two kids and a small home in Princeton. they also talked about their date on Tuesday night in New York. It really seemed like the best laid out plan for both of them.

She would later learn to differentiate fact from fantasy. When reality has become a tragedy.

Orange Skies and ZIplines

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It doesn’t take a high-tech DSLR cam

to appreciate such beauty, such charm.

Sundown in town is just as warm

but could never do you any harm.

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Quezon Memorial Circle

Quezon City Philippines

29 May 2015

~RaineFairy

Reality, Part 2

It turned out to be a quiet day for Juliana. Though the sky seemed much wider, without a tinge of cloud in sight, she felt as if her head was wet with raindrops.

She was standing on a corner nearing The New York Public Library, the 42nd and the Fifth. What was that again that drove her to this side of the city? She was so sure she was meeting with somebody important to her. But her mind was blank as the skies.

Soon enough, a cab stopped in front of her. The driver was talking to her in a language she could not understand. After nodding her head, the driver shouted at her and drove away.

She found herself crying, still standing alone on that corner. She taught of Stephen, she has already lost him. He was gone and she finally realized he was right all along—she was weak and frightful. She looked up and the moon just won’t shine.

She would later learn to differentiate fact from fantasy. When reality has become a tragedy.

The Absent Person

And she breaks it all down to her audience,

Let me tell you of my most recent decision. I have dictated to my mind that I have fallen in love with an absent person from the other end of the globe than choose from all you men who surround me with earthly affections.”

She gets a long, loud round of applause , with the ladies sobbing.

~RaineFairy

Reality

The days passed and there was no sign of Stephen. To get through the loneliness engulfing her, she has to fight the unbearable fear that has always lurked at the back of her mind. It took her a long while to admit that she could no longer feel his presence. There were times she would lie awake until dawn, just listening desperately to the silence and trying to remember his face. She closed her eyes trying even harder to listen to his hearty, high-pitched laughter, and see his blushing cheeks whenever she told him how beautiful he was.

In darkness, she thought she heard Stephen’s voice, but it turned out to be her subconscious replaying old recordings out of some perverse kind of nostalgia.

She would later learn to differentiate fact from fantasy. When reality has become a tragedy.

~RaineFairy

Sweet Love of Mine

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Did I just hear angels chant?

About chocolates I so enchant.

Blood sugar levels rant

Sweet tooth takes grant.

Resist and desist I just can’t.

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~RaineFairy

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