Tell Me Now

Image hosted by Photobucket.comI was going over some of my old stuff several days ago, looking for trash to throw out, when I chanced upon an old folded piece of paper carefully tucked among some knick knacks. A bit curious, I carefully unfolded it, and I saw a long forgotten poem that was written for me a long time ago.

It happened about thirteen years ago, give or take a year or so. I was still in college at the time. Someone...I have no idea who, gave me this poem. I found the poem elegant in its simplicity and expressiveness - the author definitely had a way with words. I guess it was written by someone who, well, judging from the sentiment of the poem, had a crush on me or something (I hope I'm not being too presumptuous). I was flattered to say the least, and quite impressed. Unfortunately, I never did get to know who wrote this, much less meet the person. It happened so long ago that I don't remember much about it anymore. However, the poem, to my mind, remains what it was when I first read it...a beautiful piece of poetry.

Though I'll probably never know who the author was, perhaps by sharing this with you people I can pay tribute to the anonymous poet whose words have come back from years gone by to remind me of how simple and innocent life...and love was in the past.

Whoever you are, thank you. :-)

Tell Me Now
Unknown Author

If you are going to love me
Love me now, while I can know
The sweet and tender feelings
Which from the affection flow.
Love me now
While I am living...
Don't wait until I'm gone
And then have it chiseled in marble,
Sweet words on ice-cold stone.
If you have tender thought of me,
Please tell me now...
If you wait until I am sleeping
never to awaken,
There will be death between us
And I won't hear you then.
So if you love me,
even a little bit,
Let me know it
while I am still living
So I can treasure it...


JO said…
that's a sweet poem.
jen said…
i wonder what might have been if you found out who wrote the poem... some things just weren't meant to be. just be glad that somehow, at least once in your life, somebody felt so much to have written something so wonderful for you.
Punzi said…
Ronald Allan said…
You're all correct. :-) The poem was sweet. Unfortunately the identity of the author still remains a mystery...never meant to be nga siguro.

Sino nga kaya yun? :-) Hahahaha.

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