CaTAsTroPhic SiDE.
i may destruct someone, still i will be here willing to pick the broken pieces of your being just to complete you whole.
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Alone in Camotes
As the Child flies her kite up and away.
Few are hitting the water down deep,
Under the blue sky, the sun’s rAys
Touching everything on land, still and moving.
The trees swings and the old Man whistles.
Hovering in the air is the cold wind refreshing thee.
Fine sands in the shore, marking the wave’s last touch
With foOtsteps 1, 2, 3, glary eyes can see.
The Calling’s song played, not minding it.
Still, my mind sings “wherever you will go”.
Sea water now covering The shore, lurking desperate people.
Wanting to splash the cold shimmering surface of Camotes’ sea.
Lazy shores paving.
Tree leaves falling – criss-crossing.
LikE a school of fish roaming, taking chances.
Men too, enjoying a bit, dozing leisure.
For they know after all these- busy city is awaiting.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
GOing Nowhere!
And my eyes are like windshields on a rainy day almost rubbed-out, swelling as I keep on diggin' my face, In these cold hands of mine Heaven knows how embittered, I am.
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
scribbled thought under the santol tree.
red, brown and yellow
holding on, clinging strong
suddenly Fall
leaves from a tree
liberately falling
flowers bloom, dew drying
vagabond birds flying, worms escaping
morning has come, dim dawn lighted
a new day to live by.
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a pretty rose visited by bees- fastidous
buzzling 'til satisfied
like a gentleman waiting
for a lady to utter " YES''
to his offered LOVE
life is simple, nostalgic
oblivious to come what may
like leaves we FALL
in the morning we rise like the sun
and we never forget to love-
the reason why we L I V E !
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