Was quite
IntriguingQuite exciting
Quite sad.
It was filled
With abundant waters
That cascaded down my cheeksOf echoes
Of laughter
That sought the mountain's
AppraisalOf rants
That made the rats squeaked
For my intolerable
Importune attitudeYet
Those were long gone
Or were they?I haven't seem to realize
How easy time
Passes byFor never really
Getting tired
Of reminiscing
The past that already
Left my sideBut
Age seems to secure
That I'll never forget
Everything
As it gives epiphanies
For a while
As it joins
Past
a few hours
LaterThen sends
Message to the future
That I'm comingThat we all are
Aren't we?Because
Some choose to stay
Some remains
To be a child
ForeverBy closing their eyes
Beneath the groundBy choosing not to grow up
Because they weren't able to
Because they
No longer needed
Growing upAfraid
Of change
But the truth is
The priviledge
That was given
To them
To live and grow
Was taken awaySome were always a child
Because they choose to
To remain thinking
They could
Be as reckless
As they are
By telling anything
Even if the consequence
Could make a wound
Straight to the heartFragile heart
I said I'd open my eyes
To grow
And be mature
But whenever I do that
I can't help but
Think and blink-back
TearsFor allowing myself
Grow so fast
And miss the fun alreadyI guess that's the
ChallengeThat we all grow up
That we all
Become what we are supposed to beThat we are
Capable of opening our
Eyes
To see changeAnd making decisions
To remain and be child forever
Or grow
Be old but wiserWe all grow
Just like trees
Just like the waves
In a stormWe might get lashed
Or get struck by
LightningBut new branches
Beautiful leaves
Bluer waves
Louder hit on the shoreWill give us another
HopeAnd we grow
And liveIn our own
Right timeIn perfect timing
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TABLEAU
PoesíaThis is a collection of poems and stories set in a vivid description of the distorted reality. Traces of histories set in pavements which were already forgotten. These were the inked days, the good and the bad. Words that were willingly strung toge...