Inside My Room In Kalasungay Poem by Jane Quijano

Inside my room in Kalasungay-
That is always dark and dim,
I hear cicadas and toads
Of different pitch at night,
Music that lulls me to sleep...

But morpheus and his kingdom
Sometimes evade me...
Let myself be free!
Let me float with the waves of the moonlight
Soar into the highest heaven and fly!

Inside my room in Kalasungay stayed I,
For I cannot bear
The freezing mountain air
And heavy dark mists blind me,
No moonlight can I see...

Inside my room in Kalasungay,
I find fleeting gazelles of thoughts;
I find me fighting dragons
With tongues of fire!

I cannot breath...
My room is filled with smoke
From the embers of my dreams
And my visions of dancing gazelles may die!

Alone inside my room in Kalasungay,
I hear concerts of toads and cicadas;
Sleep is beckoning-
I hear them lullabys!

No pains the tongues of dragons
May fire could touch me
But I see the glow of fireflies
And gazelles of speeding grace
And lasting beauty