Do you hear the cries
of famished souls:
in desperate search
for their salvation?
Dwelling in anguish
are their grieving hearts:
poignantly screaming
in the chambers of dark.
Like ashen spirits
in a perplexed world,
their lives revolve
in constant morose.
The irony, though,
are their deceiving smiles:
beaming in their lips,
but not in their eyes.
Alas, they're pretentious;
and with this they say,
they're not suffering
from any pain...
but listen closely
as they start to speak:
each voice is dolorous,
amidst the deceits.
Hopefully in time,
they'll be transparent.
May they start to reveal
the emotions they've kept;
cause if they remain
to veil their tears,
they will soon be consumed
by their own sanity.
Weathered, eroded...
All these fragile stones and shells
now peacefully rest.
The fair water nymph
hovers the pristine crystal
with her classic grace
My pink petalled muse,
kiss my lips and make them blush;
sweeten them with charm
Though eager to witness
what tomorrow brings,
you patiently waited
in your fragile space.
Little did you know
that fate can be cruel;
even a mother's kiss
will be robbed from you.
On the advent of your birth
is your tragic death;
in the talons of beasts
your life was put to end.
Murdered by savages
amidst your innocence.
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This poetry is one of the poems published in Makabagong Pluma. Click here to get your own copy.
Spring Flowers
Variant tints of hues
blankets the verdant prairie:
all fragrant and sweet.
Summer Breeze
In scorching chamber
we remain, 'til humid air
blows a flying kiss.
Autumn Leaves
Crisp hues of crimson
dance gracefully with the breeze
then fin'lly, they rest.
Winter Snow
The calming effect
of immaculate colors
warms my frigid heart.
Beneath this smile
is a lonelyheart:
left in solitude
and all alone.
As despondent tears
remain unseen,
I ask myself
'til when will I weep?
Questions remain
to be unanswered,
for this world ignores
my existence.
And though my voice
echoes through the walls,
it is still unheard
by preoccupied souls.
And nowI live
in ignominy:
casted out
like an ostracized bitch.
Silently screaming
amidst the dark,
I am trapped inside
Pandora's Box
This bright summer day,
I impart a humble ode
to the golden bells.
Forever enthralled,
you have always been in love
with the sky's grandeur.
Minute yet splendid,
you flutter with elegance:
each move graced with poise
Embrace me with warmth
Let the heat rush through our blood
Ignite my cold heart