If You Hear His Song

If you fail to believe
The breeze will bring belief
The song is right inside
A tune that brings tears to your eyes
Though I know it hurts to cry
To let the fears breath out
Don't you lose hope my dear
Don't you give up, you hear

Let His voice bring relief
In His song you'll find belief
The winds will sing it right
They will whisper through the night
You cannot win unless you fight

All to pieces left to die
Hanging by His lullaby
And no one else will save you
No one can erase you
If you think you hear it right
Sing His song tonight

You cannot win unless you fight.

-Noemi Garcia

I Forget to Remember

If I can ever forget you.
Let me not.
This will be the last poem I will write of you.
Let me thereafter, forget.

I walk briskly through familiar streets
I want to remember it all again
To know, to feel
To know you again the way I used to.

Your claims of me are empty
Your memories of me are rehearsed
And I find you all a lie,
You are therefore, futile.
Let me forget you at once!

But a vague memort crosses me
A small tune playing, a faint scent
It was your mouth
And I am pulled in once again
Oh God I remember!
Dear God, let me forget!

White winds paint a picture
The color green, the color gray
The colors of a life once lived
The life I cling to by a single thread
With one tug, it can break
Love, you are fragile
I will forget.

And though the familiar tunes of a love once lived
Will always bring me back to you
The only way I can have this, is to forget you.

My love, love, I forget, to remember to love.
To love you again.

-Noemi Garcia

Inspired by Sohpie Kinsella's Remember Me?