Pete Zaesar Galula
Biography of Pete Zaesar Galula
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Pete Zaesar Galula Poems
With her velvet hands the needle weaves life on the linen up
If I tell you in incomplete sentence, Would you punctuate it with a question mark? What would be the right preposition, If I place you inside my heart?
Primera tunob sa clutch kambyo,
Children Of The Silver Star
Frail voices in the air At the sound of the rusty tambourine Shards of heaven falling before our eyes Songs unheard, hearts untouched
Bukoti ko day Samtang naay habol, habol Gaksa kog madugay Kung matog ka, ayaw pag laway
Kung mahimo lang, Kada adlaw natong subayon, ang mangitngit nga dalan
Stare forever, that's all you can do Will you ever tell her? or wait ti'l she hugs you?
Ga tupad ta, kay nitupad ka Talagsaong eksena mga higayong wala damha Apan ani-a ka, nitupad kanako
Une Journéé À L’église (A Day In The ...
The warm gentle breeze caressed my face As the iron gate opened, paving the way Unveiling a clandestine mystery of that Holy Place And the scorching heat defining the day
What To Love
When to love? Is it when fate tells us? Or perhaps, maybe when nothing tells us?
Please Fall In Line
We fall in line a line so long, braving the scorching heat, drenching ourselves
Walking wounded in this boulevard of broken dreams I see radiant faces
Once the waves start to run for shore, I know i could not ask for more It's like coming home from a stormy day
The inexplicable madness a contention of nothingness I try so hard to suppress and pointing this stiletto
It Was In The Days
It was, in the days, the sun purloining
putrescent leaves detaching themselves
with the wind hankering to carry them
It was, in the days the aurora borealis flickering
the midday sky
sullen air overwhelming the dreary day