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Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2023
Finally, the door emerged, bound in chains they stood,
Immobile and oppressed, their spirits misunderstood.
A blinding light ahead, rendering them sightless, blind,
Their burdened minds weighed by the ashes left behind.

Pressed together, yearning for one backward glance,
Denied even a fleeting chance, their hearts in a trance,
Before stepping through the door of no return,
Leaving lives and homes, forever spurned.

In that somber moment, sorrow weighed heavy on their hearts,
Facing the musky boat, unsure if a new day would start.
Crossing the threshold, bidding farewell to their past,
Embracing the unknown, the die of doom was cast.

With a resounding thud, the door closed, severing ties and fears,
Silent weeping, lost in the sea of their silent tears.
Bound for distant shores, spirits eternally broken,
wrapped in cold melancholy, their tragic story spoken.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2023
I once pondered an alternate path to tread,
Yet choices elude souls like ours, confined instead.
Wanderers of fate, we never linger to find a home,
With every departure, our nomadic spirits roam.

Destiny leads us where it deems best,
Life an exam, acing each grueling test.
Fearlessness our creed, despair we defy,
Through tempestuous seas, we sail high.

Another route I could have chosen, it's true,
But options were scant, so any I pursued.
Resistance is foreign to my existence's plea,
A bird in flight, surrendering to destiny's decree.

Perhaps, I could have fought and held tight,
Embracing expectations, ready to ignite.
Yet, I flow with rivers, carried by their course,
Driven far by forces, exertion no remorse.

Different streets I might have traversed in vain,
But in the end, streets merge, indifferent to their name.
For in the mire, we find ourselves knee-deep,
No matter the road, the struggle remains to keep.

Perchance, I could have chosen the other way,
If it meant a lighter burden to bear each day.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2023
The mysteries of death loom in our minds,
Questions of what lies beyond, we often find.
Will we continue choking when hearts cease to beat?
Or does a new existence offer a different feat?

Is it the final chapter, the ultimate end?
Or a new beginning, a journey to transcend?
Will there be a community, souls to befriend?
Will we face another war or embrace peace's trend?

For those left behind, will sadness befall?
Or will a new form of bliss envelop us all?
Though answers elude us, uncertainties persist,
Perhaps in the realm beyond, truths will enlist.

Until that moment dawns, let's cherish each day,
Embrace the present, love in every way.
For life's intricate tapestry weaves joy and strife,
And in the face of the unknown, let's embrace life.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2023
In the pursuit of victory, defeat may prevail,
Love's intensity can sometimes birth hatred's trail.
Chasing dreams may lead to stumbling on the path,
fully trusting yet betrayal may incur its wrath.

Truth's pursuit may uncover layers of deceit,
Efforts to receive can leave us incomplete.
Reaching for the stars, finding emptiness instead,
Building bridges of hope, encountering despair widespread.

Embracing vulnerability may invite wounds to seep,
Fighting for justice but injustice's grip we cannot keep.
In life's intricate tapestry, contrasts intertwine,
The bitter and the sweet, in harmony they combine.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2023
In the little things we found delight,
The gentle touch of warm sand on our feet,
The sky's pale blue, our favorite seat,
Golden husks shedding skins, grains of white,
Rails and metals rattling with train's might.

Bathed beneath the gutters in stormy rain,
Rode roller-coasters on wet clay, ached with pain,
Saved up for Christmas clothes with utmost care,
Basked in pride, every gaze we dared to share.

Chased butterflies and grasshoppers with glee,
Distilled moonshine, pure elation for we,
Every sensation, from sweat to tension,
Ate corn meal and salted fish in smoky kitchens.

Spit bones for kittens on the floor,
Swam in a ***** pond, hoped for more,
Noons in the jungle, owls and crickets' sound,
Played hide and seek in the yard, love found at the creek, profound.

Took evening strolls, stole glances at shy girls,
Homeward bound, darkness sent shivers and twirls,
Danced under moonlight, heard tales that sent a fright,
Listened to fables from peers and elders, in their wisdom's light.

In these little things, life's essence we found,
The moments that truly mattered, we truly did astound.
Ignatius Hosiana Jun 2023
A sunset on the blue waters of Maldives,
The Colosseum, a field of sunflowers swaying gently in the breeze,
The graceful saunter of a lion in the Serengeti's expanse,
An evening at the Eiffel Tower, a romantic dance.

I want you to see these places,
So you can grasp the depth of how your presence embraces,
Painting my soul with beauty untold,
A love story that's destined to unfold.

I want to show you the world,
To reveal what I'd sacrifice, my heart unfurled,
To love you unconditionally, beyond measure,
Discovering depths in you, hidden treasures.

I want to carve a landmark of passion on your heart,
To weather storms together, never to part,
To hold your sails, guiding you through life's tides,
Just as you've held mine, our love a gentle guide.

No matter where you wander, never feel lost,
My affection will shine, a compass at any cost,
Through scorching deserts or darkest night,
I'll be there, holding your hand tight.

In the rhythm of your heartbeat, the melody of the night,
We'll build a monument of love, shining so bright,
From a tiny seed amidst life's adversities,
Blooming into a wildflower, defying impossibilities.

I want to etch your name in the depths of my mind,
To cherish the magic you bring, one of a kind,
To give you a peace that surpasses all dreams,
Creating a world where love eternally gleams.

You are the poetry I'll never stop writing,
The story that unfolds, endlessly inviting,
Together, we'll count the sands on Earth's countless shores,
And gaze at the stars for our souls to forever soar.

In search of the lost fairy of forever we'll roam,
But above all, my love, I yearn to make you feel at home,
To be the reason for your infinite bliss,
For you've rescued me from an abyss.

I simply want to spend my life by your side,
Repaying you with a love that will never subside,
Knowing that no words or gestures will be enough,
But I'll cherish each moment, every tear and every laugh.
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2021
She's a star that fades not, even in daylight
Sun that shines bright in the pitch of the night
an exhilarating adventure on an endless path
an antique jewel of tremendous worth.
She's the calm after a ferocious storm
a mystic place metamorphosed into an affable home
a fragrant red rose in the rain with some bit of thorns
yet a clear pond carpeted by a ballet of snow white swans
She's classical music harmoniously retailed by a violin
tectonics whose cosmic shifts made my melancholic existence spin
a euphonic crescendo of hope that finally entrapped
the cacophonous diminuendos of my despair
She's an ice cold drink on a sweltering day, a breath of fresh air...
a durable canvas upon which I've drawn life lessons
an intricate piece of heaven, she's an artistic impression.
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