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born on 1978.
grown with 4 brothers.
parents both teachers.
befriended mentors and tormentors.
passed years passively well.
started writing young.
still writing now.
am writing forever?
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MY ACCOMPLISHMENTS:
- graduated high school with honors
- graduated college with honors
- OLD CHAIR
Sitting haplessly, void…
Reminiscing time, old…
Tilting his head a little left
Windows opened, memories crept…
In stage of mind,
Reenacting the scene…
Changing colors…
Blurring til dim.
Of hazy backdrop
And grey silhouette
Leaving smudged shadows
Of varying depths
The smiles of past
Unmasked and white
Gleaming in screened radiance
Casting noisy aura of light
To where those beams are seen
Adjacent figures brighten and grin
These memories he cherished most
Amidst his world of toil and strife
Amidst devious schemes of men
Yet his mind lingers still…
Teeming…
Youthful…
Wide eyed… he waits.
Nearing the last glance of telestial view,
He sighs,
He pauses,
Then reviews.
Thinks he… has done the very best
Strong he then fit and wisdom blest
Forlorn enow his days have been
Yet still he longs…
To gaze in sphere
Of lushful green. - CHANGING LANES
Of leaves, of midribs, of the
greeny flesh substance
that have fallen
to the earth.
Of luster, of sparkle, of the
Promising lucre of youth
Fame and glamour
Conceived of the head.
Heavy steps do one tarry
Deep and excessive have
Have been the sighs that
Reverberate the chest.
Seldom would one suffer the muscles
Of the neck from twisting
The commission of the head
To look back and be left.
Leaving imprints of past is
Stamped in its preserved
Form bringing memories
Long forgotten.
Carry me not…
Leave me here…
Give me time…
Shed the sight
To that which is
Right.
Give it chance…
Hurl the lance
Somehow…
As strength in the sinews
Bring shivers to
The bone.
Will the courage of
The soul rbing back
The tide of goal?...
I stand still…
I will…
Step up now…
And forever will.
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MY NEWS:
it's time to turn back the tide where it belongs... pull the clouds down... heavens cry for you and me.
keep it the way it should be.
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MY RESIDENCE INFO:
City: davao city
State/Country: philippines
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