My 14-year old POEM

Today is my mom and dad's 28th wedding anniversary. Me and my two younger sisters agreed to visit them. When we arrived, i am so happy to see the big smile on our mom's face and to hear the cheerful tone of my dad's voice. We often see each other but I know that today they are very excited to see us, just "us", coming home. Then, we went inside our rooms. As I open my old cabinet, I saw an old poem taped at the back of my cabinet's door. It was a 9-year old poem from Beshie. Seeing that poem reminded me how much I used to love writing. I used to write not just poems but also short stories. I also have dozens of journals that I don't know where my mom placed when I left home. Then I suddenly felt very eager to get hold of my first ever poem. It was a poem I wrote in 1995. I searched every inch of our house. I told myself I won't leave the house without it. I've been searching for quite sometime and I already felt bad when my younger sister came to me and asked, "Ano ba hinahanap mo at kanina ka pa paikot-ikot dyan?". "Yun kasing poem ko na WHEN THE RAIN SPEAKS hindi ko makita.", I replied. "Yun ba? May kopya ako.", she said. I felt so thrilled because finally, I'll get my hands on my 14-year old poem. =)

When the Rain Speaks

It was a cold dark night
The rain pours really hard.
I could hear the sound of roaring thunders
That frightened every child

I could not sleep
I feel so disturbed
A lot of things came into my mind
Making me hope to turn back the hands of time

I blame the rain
For I felt do much pain
If only I could stop it from coming
Then, there’s no need for me to see him leaving

Then, the rain suddenly stopped
Leaving me wondering alone in the dark
I searched for oblivion, I want peace
I don’t want to stay forever this way.

I remember the rain and also my mistakes
If the rain can only speak, maybe she will say
“I just want to remind you, it was sunny yesterday
And tomorrow lies a brand new day.”