Windsor Guadalupe Jr

(April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Your Closest Friends Are Dead

Look, fate is a finicky clamor.
Fate is a remote island,
Where nobody can reach
For the road to fate,
Is as jagged as the treachery
Of a thief as thick as blood.
Look, serendipity is dead.
It does not muse over your oceans,
It does not fly within your air spaces,
It does not burst in the eve of new year,
Serendipity calcified, serendipity is perverse,
It does not light up aglow in each verse,
Serendipity is your God, my God,
His God, Her God, that does not show itself.
(Sorry for the blasphemy.)
Look, the silence exists
Between the persnickety fate
And dead serendipity,
Silence, my only friend,
The cold hands of danger,
The pretense of forever,
As if bound by one fate alone,
That we never find one, only ourselves,
But then, the strongest men
Are the most alone,
Starved from the skin, hollowed bones
Silence, a scream as thin as ice,
Deafening, none would suffice.

Submitted: Saturday, November 05, 2011

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  • Rookie - 781 Points Luis Estable (11/5/2011 6:12:00 AM)

    A very daring poem this is, and I command you for having the courage and honesty to write this the way you did.

    Some might argue the conclution that you draw here with this try at poetry telling your side of the story, but things like the one you discuss in your, this poem are always a mater for discussion and dabate.

    Take care now! (Report) Reply

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