Hidden

heart torn in secret sufferings, lips strongly formed. sighing… crying… escaping…. unhappy poet, hiding (Lino Robles’ reply to the unhappy poet hiding…) yet each darkened night in hours becomes light is what I see in her eyes as I see my future in het skyline lesson learned redemption is mine when the tears dry fromContinue reading “Hidden”

Hope

p.s. I maybe just dumb to believe that there’s hope for humanity….there’s hope for the less privileged…I may be deaf to hear what they say that nothing can be done to the cry of the poor..the agony of the less fortunate.. I just hope one day the world will be a better equal place forContinue reading “Hope”

Mondays of Longing

The rain danced merrily along with the sun beautifully performed  in a piano sonata upon that day, a Monday our roads foretold a melody in early summer in late December. You walked past me slightly along my left slowly I struggled to escape your brown eyes so elegant, so deep… so unfathomable… yet you caughtContinue reading “Mondays of Longing”

cloud nine (ecstatic feeling)

a deep loud vibration is beating in cool afternoon sheets. she heard you breathe noisily while sleeping in rough hoarse voices. a melody in a different tone in deep brightened sleep. she felt you’re good and done in shadows right through a nap. a joyful release of fondness in warmest sweet devotion. she felt yourContinue reading “cloud nine (ecstatic feeling)”

Creative Pain

Somewhere in between… I cried out in pain. I agonized in disdain. I lamented in vain. Sometime thereafter… I walk away over. I smile in sober. I yearn to unfetter. Somewhere then… I will be discharged. I will be freed. I will be liberated. Until then… For a moment and now.. Pain can be beneficialContinue reading “Creative Pain”