Ferdinand L Quintos

Rookie - 10 Points (October 18,1942 / Bayambang, Pangasinan, Philippines)

Ferdinand L Quintos Poems

281. Anna (Acrostic Poem) 8/10/2013
282. Luisa (Acrostic Poem) 8/10/2013
283. I Write As I Write 8/28/2013
284. A Rudderless Boat 3/22/2014
285. The Drinking Glass 3/22/2014
286. Untitled 8/29/2013
287. How Living Should Be 5/31/2014
288. Rhodora (Acrostic Poem) 4/18/2014
289. Maria (Acrostic Poem) 4/18/2014
290. Triolet: You Walk Into My Gloomy World 10/7/2013
291. Samantha (Acrostic Poem) 4/18/2014
292. Crab Mentality 5/21/2014
293. Jennifer (Acrostic Poem) 8/10/2013
294. Paper Boat 4/19/2014
295. Belinda (Acrostic Poem) 4/18/2014
296. Perfume (Acrostic Poem) 4/18/2014
297. Hyperbole 4/19/2014
298. Angel (Acrostic Poem) 4/18/2014
299. Ecstasy 7/12/2013
300. A Night On Mt. Olympus 8/10/2013
301. Pangasinan (Sakey A Lugay) 8/10/2013
302. Train Ride To Nowhere 7/9/2013

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Train Ride To Nowhere

The train rolls out slowly
from the old terminal bay,
rusty wheels reluctantly
roll on rails all rickety,
just like my mind grudgingly
decided to go away.

The train picks up speed,
forcefully pushes ahead,
outside the scenes turn blurry,
things and all become fuzzy,
just like the uncertainty
of all this inane journey.

The train now, as if a scythe,
cuts through the countryside
like the sharp pangs of sadness
cut through the dark recesses,
and reopens all the hurt,
deep in my tormented heart.

The train at last slows ...

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Denizens Of The Dumpsite

They stand silently on the roadside
like tired zombies staring wide,
but they are not a frightful sight,
they’re denizens of the dumpsite.

Like grave soldiers standing ground,
they wait for the familiar sound,
roar of dump trucks with wastes loaded,
garbage from cities collected.

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