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Poetry Is...  

...a journey
...to magical places
never seen....never been to...  

...places...we don't wish
to be...  
places...we'd rather be...

...a palette...
paints the world
black...white...
yellow....green...blue...

...white doves fly somewhere
some places...
red covers the atmosphere

...a bucket
of faces...names...moments
we remember
or forget

....a potpourri...
of sweet nothings
curses
promises, broken
unheard conversations

...of bleeding hearts,
feelings reciprocated,  
smiles, escaping from
contented lips

...of lovers, riding
tandem bikes
flying kites
planning
dreaming...
unending

...of grips
loosening
leaving...
still, we breathe
still, we exist...

Poetry is anything...tangible...invisible
Poetry is US....the WORLD....

(10W X 10)


Sally

Copyright October 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Love is calm
That is- if it is true
Love is Placid*
That is- if it is true

Love has no variation
Love has one truth
Love is Pure
Love is no emotion
Love is meditation
**

7th, July, 2014
They say true love is blind

I disagree..

The eyes on your face may not

*but the third will see.
Third eye - Spirituality ~

True Love Sees All of a Person
I see it!
I run!
I leap!
I fall!
I am unconscious!
I'm awake!
I have lost the rainbow from sight!
I close my eyes!
I peek!
I wait for another rainbow!
I'm old!
Time is up!
Only to realise there was never a rainbow.
1:24am,  Wednesday,  24th June,  2015.
I'll tell you where I am

               When I stop moving

For now,  I  don't *know
where I'm heading.


10:07 am,  Saturday, June 27th, 2015
The girl replies to the boy.
Quite An unappealing cover
But such great content
Teaches you more than you bargained for
Sparks Inquisition
Holds your interest
You want to get to the bottom of it
You shall read it again
And scope for information you overlooked
-says the ugly book about itself

Quite an attractive cover
Content subjective
Entertains you well
Such amusement
A jolly good read
Can be read so fast
All information easily grasped
No need to be reread
Once was all enough
Time to search for a new book
-says the ugly book about the attractive one*

Eye-catching cover
Content?
What content?
Pages so smooth
Scent so luring
Writing so curvy
Thin book
So simple and easy
Why read anyway?
Just leave on shelf, so pretty!
-says the attractive book about itself




3:21pm Friday 31st July, 2015.
What do you read? Metaphor for who do you date?
Life Cycle

As a girl I was innocent and naïve
as a twen I became a Mum
must increasingly be on the alert
with no one raise-certificate to educate kids
this was very tiresome to the bits

possess too many intellectual inhuman papers
to build a huge factory perhaps with pampers
where paper weapons can be produced
never say they are "of no use"
but nowhere to find certificates
to educate my kids

look at the giants like Kennedy and Gandhi
they found their peaceful death
at 's worlds greatest slaughtery
the killings with their own products
amongst their own beloved people
such inhuman tragedies
murdered by those paper weapons factories

coursed by human devils
driven by darkest evils
the paper feel, never more

our worst nightmare
I declare
the truth in life's most misery
papers running off
weapons became true rifles
the paper that was trash
a biggest mess
they showed us their biggest ash
as soonest paper weapons' biggest tragedy

killing giants like Kennedy and Gandhi

such a highest treachery
such a comedy
not the divine one
that's pure pun

I must increasingly be on the alert
it never hurt
but eternal absurd!
the papers?
I truly miss them
no sheet to write on
now running out of paper

have to rescue one of the papers
to tell you this biggest tragedy
no human comedy
nor divine

my kids...?

they are
just fine!


© Sylvia Frances Chan
If you cannot find it in you

                  To live in the now

To live for the now

You must find it in you

                             To live for the future

Because tomorrow, maybe ten days from now or perhaps a month , more?

Every single minute...you are learning.. You would have already become a newer version of yourself,


A version that wants to love, to live, to explore, to be surprised, to smile, to eat ice cream cake, to laugh at a joke.

So find it in you- to let go of the now,
don't bother with today,
so what if it's glum,
there're many more tomorrows,
just live on for the future.
11:59 pm.  5th, November, 2015.

No dwelling on today's sorrow...it won't last forever ...nor shall you be the same forever.
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