Treasure Island

Eljay Ladia

(Aug 19,1984 / Tagum City, Philippines)

Toll Of Love

As I was sitting alone the circled room
Mine eyes shifted to nothingness
Scenes paraded memory lane
Lips twitched in sheer recognition
Mood lightened, blank eyes glistened

At times eyes filled-up, become glassy
Cares mounted Himalayas, tears-Nile
Lips knot in pain
Cheeks burn in passion
Mood darkened, eyes become fierce

Love is multi-dimensioned, true
Yesterday I was on cloud 9
Now, I’m diving down deep
Tomorrow…who knows what will become of tomorrow
I don’t either.

Submitted: Monday, December 08, 2008
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  • Ency Bearis (12/8/2008 6:32:00 AM)

    a wonderful write of introspection...great poem..A10
    Keep up the good job..keep on writing...

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