Liyo Denorte

Rookie - 70 Points (April 09,1985 / Cebu)

17: 45 - Poem by Liyo Denorte

it’s been a rainy day.
the campus is filled with students taking refuge under tambayan's shelter.
some were chatting, lots gone into a deep oblivion,
while here i am,
pleading to the rain to wash off my deep sadness.

it seems everything turns into fog.
so blurred and so murky.
i sipped hot choco with russ
eating something while chai taking coffee by the steps
i took two brownies in the canteen in a five finger discount
still i hunger for something i can't grasp
i just feel so sad.

badly miss nikko.
i saw him earlier
walking by the alley.
having fast paced step, drenched then gone by the corner.
my eyes darting on the same point
i wish i could run myself dry
search for him
and be closer to him
yet my feet are plastered to where i am sitting.
to a place i feel secure, yet-
to a place of being uncertain
'what if..'
started to haunt me
and it bleeds me not to see him again that day on

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dusk is coming
from translucent to opaque tones
everything passed me by.
the colours
the smell
the people
but not the feeling.

minutes gone to hours
we secluded ourselves at e-bay
their coffee sucks compared to bo's
i even sip it without cream and sugar
completely black
completely dark

and so am i

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 22, 2010



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