Wildflower

 

 

Succulents bloom

Violets are blue

If you are the weed

I am the flower in between

 

 

I grow anywhere I am planted

Downstream or upstream

In harsh weather and in cool day

 

Wildflower flowing to the journey of the wind.

 

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Poverty

 

Poverty touched my hands today

He smiled and gripped my arms

Asking for just one meal

 

Will I give out of generosity

Or will I give out of guilt

Why do they have no options, while I have mine.

 

Poverty touched my hands today

And it cracks the aqua colored fiber of my oblivion.

 

 

 

 

 

Halo-Halo Poetry

Halo – Halo literally mix- mix is composed of shaven ice and sweetened fruits and beans.  If special, it has an ice cream.  Halo-halo is also a metaphor of the culture of the Filipino.  The more, the merrier.  I wrote a poetry in honor of this favorite concoction.  I think, halo-halo is the epitome of the Filipino’s penchant for sweets and cold food, a hit during summer days.

 

Ang Pagkain ng Halo-Halo

 

Ang pagkain ng espesyal na halo-halo ay katulad ng pag-ibig

Kainin muna ang nasa taas

Ice cream, leche flan o minatamis na langka

Huwag hayaang matunaw ang ice cream.

Baka malusaw ang pag-ibig at di mo manamnam

 

 

Haluin ang yelo at ang ibang sangkap

Tikman ang asukal kung tama na

Hindi sobra, hindi kulang

Upang di matunaw ang yelo na may gatas,

kainin agad

Huwag patagalin

Pag nahanap mo na ang pag-ibig, huwag nang pakawalan

 

Ang mundo niyo ay makulay gaya ng mga sangkap

Walang iniwan, walang dapat itapon

Pagkat lahat ay bumubuo sa inyong kuwento.

Solace

I cannot resist

The lick of your tongue on my bare shoulders

As you touched the mouth of my goblet

 

I have to forget you,

To stop being captured

By your gaze

I melt

like ice dripping

 

Your body graphed against my skin

In an ebb and flow cycle

I fear being vulnerable

Two souls grappled for

that solace.

Asymptotes

 

 

We are asymptotes in this love equation

Our eyes speak the depths of the ocean

Almost there, but never touches

Forever

Like the sea touching the silver grey sky

 

Your gaze overpowers me

Causing shifting stares

You are a haunted waiting to be devoured

In front of me

 

But I am here

Unmoved, unperturbed

Frozen like ice

Prompt#31 Love Poem

The Scent of You

 

The musk scent I smell in your body,

In your hanky and the clothes you wear lingers in my memories

 

I bathed it upon me to see and feel the nearness of you

 

Sans distance

And we are lovers

Across oceans and where our mind and hearts could flow

Connecting that olfactory sensation, the warmth of your body

In the wideness of your shoulders and the thoughts of it

Just the thoughts of it,

Makes me linger to your sweet caress.

The kiss of a thousand songs of forever.