it started with poetry
and it shall end with one
but is it really the end
at every period
at every exclamation
at every the end
or is it another chance
to begin another journey
another lifetime
another series of stories
to tell and retell
because the universe is infinite
stretching into new possibities
and when a world
descends to an extinction
it allows another to prosper
maybe this peregrination of words
has run out of ink and space
to populate and occupy,
but as long as there is a storyteller
and a mind with a lust for wonders,
a new one shall arise
to be written and told
so no,
this is not the end
because in this reality,
no one ever really leaves.
BINABASA MO ANG
When You Left
Poetry"when you left, every part, every breath every heart beat of your body slowly became requisite parts of my poetry." a collection of free-verse poems.
