Screams waves, the mind works with a shattered piece.
Trap collide in vast echoes of time.
Frightened ropes in my hand raise the fears that once collided,
the fears that collide with memories swallow the mind into emptiness.
The core within lies pain; I shrink.
Gripping echoes of voices, it brings dark memories.
As the journey unfolds, the shallow mind falters.
Fears engulf, cries grow louder.
With heavy ropes, I surrender.
With echoes of voices, I collide.
As voices sway with frightened memories,
reaching with silent desires,
closing amidst cries.
With the voice of my mind, I surrender.
I spread the arms that no longer work.
With a smile, I conquer the voice.
The echoes that once were heard falter in a strong wind.
Once surrendered, yet I clutch the ropes that once held mine.
BINABASA MO ANG
My Poems
PoetryThis is the list of the poetry I created over the past years I am writing.
