Froilan Jay Guiral Poems

My thoughts are written in the space,
Full of emotions; a deep sigh for release,
The notebook and ink; my own witnesses to behold,
Able to write a rough draft notes; a true to life story.
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Each life's experiences,
Mixed emotions as we faced it daily,
A cry for a nation; heal our land,
Hear us Oh Thee; what a catastrophic tragedy.
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Enjoying one’s self selfishly,
Exclaiming strong emotions despicably,
Doing something trivial in the dark night,
A mutual pact kept; extreme love outburst.
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If I have to sketch in a canvass,
I'll paint and draw my mother's heart,
The brushes; able to hide the snakes in the grass,
With a thousand soldiers; she can fight and protect.
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Raising up with different ideology,
To stay home or to be safe,
I may not prefer on material things that can be found,
But the life that needs to be secured.
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Pouring out a jar of wine,
A bittersweet bites, a foretaste on my lips,
Pale; totally turned lifeless,
I was able to forget and sleep well over night.
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Looking at her a distance away,
Far yet I know she is; I smiled with a twinkle-eye,
Doubtful if I can hit her heart in my bow,
With my hunter cupid; I become a knight to ease her sorrow.
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A strong woman whom I know,
A survivor in every mission,
A wife and mother who strives to be far away,
In her heart desires; she's aiming to be with her family.
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Dream; chasing an astonish vision,
A pilgrim; pursuing where to go,
A new accountability to hold on through,
A traveler; it's a must to do for a dreamer like you.
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I'm scared of its possibilities,
Signs are inevitable; my heart competes on teh deep-truth,
The rain shall fall; it is,
Frighten of the stars turn unreachable.
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