Susan T. Aparejo Poems

Whenever rains drops,
A soothing feeling rubbing my back,
Its tendrils touches my spine,
Making me feel the cool of time.
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Failures are pains
After losing the dreams.
Failures are joys
Of lessons learned,
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Pandora's box capsized,
The river of death shallowed,
Devouring the last positivism,
Darkness overwhelmed,
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Confidence and courage are amulets and charms

They smell like perfumes attracting many eyes,
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FRIENDSHIP is a verdant forest,

It smells like the zephyr of of early morning,
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Times come to award a man,
he is none other but a boatman,
his legacy is not but discipline,
that neither one of the nine of us claim
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Time rushes by,
Waiting no one in a line,
Leaving someone to
A great possibility'
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Work,
Someone said “ work is slavery”
I nod in full admiration
It won’t fill my box of jewelry,
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The chirping of the crickets,
The tic tak of the clock,
The meow of newly born kittens,
The swaying of the branches,
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December, a month to remember
Rain cascading in full, wonder,
Cold penetrates in my spine shiver,
Closing my eyes as a great dreamer.
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