Season of Dreams
Along with the beginning of the fall season and the chilly breeze, I closed my eyes. Bewildered, I opened my eyes. Charming colors of leaves waved at me — hazel brown, gold, and dull red. Definitely an awesome view. Elation filled me. For the first time, I’ve witnessed a scenery as aesthetic as this. Growing up at this place would most likely fill my heart with joy whenever this season comes around. Hearing the leaves slowly touch the ground even with my eyes shut would put my mind at peace. Into the depths of this place makes my heart flutter. Just as I heard autumn animals leap and crawl, I strolled deeper into the place. Kindling within me was relaxation and an everlasting eerie sense of tranquility. Living place was the accurate description I could only put and think of. Mumbles of a boiling river echoed across the place. Not a single thing was seen still. Over the place is fog and a big blue dome, which I realized is the sky. Propped with the big blue dome are cirrus clouds surrounding the big ball of sunshine astonishingly. Queries left my mind for what felt like forever. Riding insects forced the flowers to sway awfully slowly. Sticking out my hand to touch the flowers was the only thing I could think of. Trickeries… these all felt like trickeries. Ubiquity slowly brought me doubts. Withering sadness filled me all of a sudden. Xerox — xerox all I can see before this scenery disappears. Yelping, I sat up from the comforter. Zealousness and sadness filled me as I realized it was just a dream.
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Banyuhay
RandomBanyuhay is the Tagalog word of 'metamorphosis'. This book features proses and free verse poem(s) I have written during the year 2019 onwards. The reason behind the title is because I have undergone (or am undergoing) metamorphosis as I am trying to...
