Exulansis
The wave of the sea
Come gushing back to me
The pain, heartache and melancholia
Exacerbates my soul even more
What are you looking at?
Am i too ennui?
And way too different?Oh dear. Dont flip the knife at your back. You might end up hurting your flesh.
You find happiness in dark nights? On my litost and torments? An intellectual! Yet too demotic.Everyones got these acatalepsy on the small pocket of their own penumbra
And in their swollen hands
Lives incomprehensibilities
Just accept the slap.
That everyone has to take different roads with different journeys (and you dont really have to mimic other people)And on my path was an arduous road with arduous tribulations
But i know at the end of the day
We'll all reach the stars and cyclamen
---if we work hard for it.
BINABASA MO ANG
Space [Wattys2019]
PoetryFOR WHAT ITS WORTH : ITS NEVER TOO LATE TO BE WHOEVER YOU WANT TO BE ---- Ang librong ito ay naglalaman ng mga pinagtipon-tipung mga ideya at kaalaman tungkol sa milagrosong bagay na lantad sa aking paningin at mga na-aapuha sa mundong ginagalawan...