Borrowed Days

A confession and a goodbye.

Years were blurs of time’s cruel jest

And past is where my smiles lived best.       .

But hour has come that you depart

When grief conspired to pierce my heart.

 

Before you leave to venture seas,

Spare me a second of true release.

To spill my thoughts, allow my pen,

Confession’s voice--untamed by then.

 

The day my eyes laid on your face,

You took my soul to a distant place                   

Where summer dwells in selfless time,

Where rainbows dance in eternal rhyme.

 

But stars forbade our paths to meet 

And stolen glances failed to heat

Desires of infatuation’s game

--We knew each other just by name.

 

For four years I withheld the facts;

I buried them beneath my acts,

Dismissed the hope of knowing you,

And wished for dreams worth coming true.

 

I caught a chance of three years late.

What sweet reward of such long wait!

You’re like an old friend--fun and kind.

Your clever words have charmed my mind.

 

But you must go as fate dictates

And earn experience across some states.

Still, I thank God for a generous grace

For brief encounters, for borrowed days…

 

 

 

Author's Note

I had this secret crush on an amazing guy for four years in high school but we never had a chance to really get to know each other because he's on the other section. The only time, I think, that we were almost close to a hello was when we represented our batch in a spelling bee when we were freshmen. Last year, I had the courage to befriend him on Facebook and I was thrilled when he messaged me with a thank-you and a follow-up "Finally, we've become friends even just on Facebook." We drop occasional hellos and how-are-you's every now and then. He was fun to talk to and I can't help but wish we had become friends way sooner.

He'll leave the country on April 19 and spend 6 months on a ship. I might never have a chance to see him again so... as my advance birthday dare to myself, I wrote him a poem. Nothing serious. :P

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"Still, I thank God for a generous grace
For brief encounters, for borrowed days…"
The above lines were my favorite. The words "Borrowed day", I liked. I enjoyed the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Roger Turgeon]

This reads like two poems. The first half creative and thought provoking...the second half straight to the point. I wish someone would write a poem for me...haha. The "might have beens" keep the glow in your thoughts and words. One last thing....since I am such a rhyme freak, I got stuck on the last line.

[MsJewel]

This is so sweet. I'm sure he was touched by this beautiful poem. I love the soft flow and rhyme. A gorgeous poem Blue.

:) Julie

[Troy Henson]

Very nice:)
This piece has charm and sincerity and flows effortlessly. I enjoyed the read.

Regards
Troy

[Chloe_Spence]

Beautiful rhyme- absolutely beautiful!
Loved the structure as well :)

[Aethereal]

This was a delightful read with all those rhyming couplets and all. I was inspired to write this tiny gift poem which you may keep as your own:

Crush

Once she had a high school crush.
In the hall where students brush,
there she saw; he made her blush.
He was such a handsome rush
buried underneath her hush
sprouting visions all too lush.

[Mpofu Thobelani]

Mmmmmmm I love this poem. I was firstly touched by just the title borrowed day. When you say "What sweet reward of such long wait" .......it just motivate me to keep waiting for the one that I will really love.

[Blue]

Thank you so much for your kind words. Indeed something good and true is worth the wait. :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A very smooth flow to this piece… some people are meant to always be in our lives and some pass through, but all of them have an effect on who we are.

On another note, we have to take a chance, especially on love or they turn into our biggest regrets.

[Blue]

Thanks a lot, Dale! It turned out he has a crush on me, too! (for seven years!!!)

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

See, and you two wasted precious time by not expressing your feelings, but I am glad you found out know.

[Eddie Davis]

Blue, the flow of this poem was very rich and flowed easily as it was read. It seemed almost luxurious in how you crafted it. It reminded me of poems from the Victorian era -- not so much in the words used, but in the rhythm of it.

I would imagine this young man will be flattered by this wonderful poem. Your incredible talent certainly shown in this one.

[Blue]

Victorian Era... I'm not familiar with that. Haha. But thanks, Eddie!

[Blue]

By the way, he said he loved it! And it tugs the heart. Also he told me that he has a crush on me, too, from first year high school until now and he regretted not confessing it to me.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

it's a beautiful poem...has he read it?

glad you made contact with him...sometimes that chance never comes...i had a crush on a girl in grade school...for years...she never knew...i figured she was way out of my league...

years ago, about 8 or so, we had a reunion...i so wish i could have told her...we would have a laugh over it...but she had died of cancer the year before...she was beautiful...and really nice...but i never had the courage.
this poem of yours is quite courageous...

jacob

[Blue]

I messaged it to him on Facebook and casually asked him what he thought about it. He said that it's amazing and it touches the heart. I replied, "Thanks. That's actually for you." He was shocked of course and then he later admitted that he has a crush on me, too, since were freshmen until now (7 years!!!). I was stunned. I'm glad that the feeling is reciprocated and that we were able to confess to each other before it's too late.

I'm sorry to hear about your friend, Jacob.