Donward Caniete Bughaw Poems

Sleep tight, my friend, for there is no ambition better than a dream
Let lantern thoughts drift low across the hush of velvet stream
May silver quiet stitch the edges of your weary seam
And let the night pour honey light across each hidden gleam
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I told my heart to learn the way to let you go,
To fold the memories up and watch them drift like snow.
You gave the load when mine ran out, so soft and true,
Now I return each kindness that I took from you.
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I rehearse your name in silence every night,
And fold it in the spaces where words don't fit.
The room goes quiet when you step into the light,
While I pretend my heart is used to it.
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If there's one thing I wish I could change for myself that's my attitude
I don't know why, but I am always flooded by this negative thoughts
I have my dreams; I have my ambitions
Just don't know how to fulfill those
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Across the water, slim and pure,
Guicam stretches, bold, and secure.
Concrete that bears the rushing tide,
Binding shores where currents divide.
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In twenty-sixteen our paths did meet,
Beneath the sun your smile was bright.
I saw you there, my heart's repeat,
And knew at once you felt just right.
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I watch you move with steady grace,
No boast, no noise, just quiet light.
You meet each challenge face to face,
And turn the dark to morning bright.
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I lit a cigarette and poured the night,
Tanduay burned sweet and made it right.
The failures faded in the amber glow,
And all the shits I carried seemed to go.
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Wrong grammar marks our earlier flaws,
You look behind to shift the trace.
The errors echo from those laws,
No eraser lifts the lasting trace.
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Bakit nga ba lagi kitang naiisip
Sa umaga, tanghali at gabing malamig
Ang iyong larawa'y 'di mawaglit-waglit
Lagi't lagi nalang itong pumapanhik.
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