Gamson Jr Mawallil Quijano Poems

The Middle East's Sand
Fine, wee, untold, so beneath
Yet fly high with wind
Blankets sky, clouds, and buildings Invade human lungs and eyes!
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Nostalgia engulfs my heart whenever I suddenly miss all those folks and loved-ones
who have long ago died before me.

Innaa Lillaahi wa Innaa Ilayhi Raajiun. ‎
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Her hand raised a little when she saw me
In her wan lips, something she'd like to say
Oh, how sad, her condition impedes her from speaking!
But her eyesight and hearing are fine
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So to ease heavy thoughts in my head
Restful sleep is all that I need
The moment I lay on my bed
I abhor dreams coz it only shallows my sleep
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An old, frail, sad world
Yearning for PEACE, LOVE, and JOY
Tired of mis​er​ies!
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Sweet and caring words
Can no longer be heard, felt
By the dead loved ones
While alive, kicking
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Even the night is weeping
To lessen its excruciating pain
Cry it out until your woebegone
be gone
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As I walk straight forward,
My head keeps turning back
To glance at my companions
who walk behind sluggishly
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No family is perfect
everyone has their defect
When there's a shortcoming
be more understanding
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Frowning to unknown
Face smiling to renowned
Highly selective
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