Norman F. Santos

Rookie - 497 Points (Nov.19,1990 / Philippines)

Norman F. Santos Poems

121. Birth Of The Lion Man 12/10/2015
122. An Empty Hearth 12/10/2015
123. Barricade Of Dominoes 12/10/2015
124. Bedtime Stories 12/10/2015
125. Anxious Anticipation 12/10/2015
126. Arsonist 12/10/2015
127. Butterfly Pestilence 12/10/2015
128. Coding The Lionman 12/10/2015
129. Genocide 12/10/2015
130. Committed To Memory 12/10/2015
131. Crystal Castles 12/10/2015
132. Cradle Of Deceit 12/10/2015
133. Flustering Tides 12/10/2015
134. Equinox 12/10/2015
135. I Forgot How To Do It 12/10/2015
136. Heaven In A Bitter Bud 12/10/2015
137. In Owls Cry 12/10/2015
138. Like Pigeons 12/10/2015
139. Glass Boy, Spare Some 12/10/2015
140. Twilight Of Daggers 12/10/2015
141. Mote 12/10/2015
142. Norman 12/10/2015
143. A Dream In The Shade Of Gray 12/10/2015
144. Chrysalis 12/10/2015
145. One For The Road 12/10/2015
Best Poem of Norman F. Santos

Chrysalis

Incongruous creeper of star crossed fate
Muted dreamer with a living to tolerate
Swanking too compensate the lack of luster
A sycophantic wish delivering a note of disaster
As you regress inexorably to a cringe of pity
A cocoon not of metamorphosis but of mediocrity
Hoisted in the blind relishing promise
A delirium of emancipation from apathetic premise
Quelling identity to bargain sympathy
A herald of toppling chance of divinity
You opt for opulent wings, lavish and capturing
Denied amplification with no point of returning
A fancy to take flight but no ...

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Birth Of The Lion Man

And he was a man with revealing sylvan eyes.
Sad, wandering, eager-eyes swathed with sagacity.
Coy he was, like an eagle in the wild; avert but suspicious.
He is not a child, but he is less than a man.
A critique and a wonderer loathing on his own skin
At the top of his head, he watched people.
He watched them flash harlequin smiles at each other
Smiles that harmed his eyes like polarized lights
And he remained aloof, preserved to his flightless dignity.

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