Treasure Island

Inner Whispers

(May 25,2008 (d day this page was born) / Philippines)

! ! ! Timawa


Nakapangalumbaba...

dungaw ni Juan
tila malalim, malayo
malabo...
nasasagkaan
ng pader ng panghihinayang,
ng pag-asam...
ng tamis, ng pait
sa labi at mata'y
banaag ang malalim na pag-iisip!

isip niya'y naglalakbay
bukas...
ngunit walang maapuhap
sa dako ng kanyang pangarap!

yosi'y nauupos na
magkano na nga ba ang isa?
di namalayang nakaipit
sa nakapangalumbabang bisig!

Malamig na ang kape mo,
timawang JUan!

Submitted: Thursday, July 25, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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(Ano nga ba ang nasa isip mo at bigla'y nagkainteres ako sayo, ordinaryong Juan?)

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