Jhonas Lumanlan

Rookie - 81 Points (October 10,1995 / Angeles City, Pampanga, Philippines)

"All The Things That Softly Kill Me" - Poem by Jhonas Lumanlan

As a new day breaks, my heart battles a new kind of sorrow;
that which of the unknown; yes, I'm at war with I don't even know.
I don't understand why my eyes keep closing when I open them in the morning,
I don't understand why my prayers remain about me forever sleeping.

All the things that softly kill me: the things I know and those that I do,
they also gently invade my peace, those that I might know yet, too.
Sometimes, I curse the fact that I have too much time inside me,
all the storms and calamities often happen to me which no one notice really.

All the things that softly kill me: having to chase the morning, the cold,
to dance under an artificial rain, to fight the signs of being old,
to get ready for an unreadied day, to war against an empty society after,
to live shortly to live forever.

All the things that softly kill me: songs that I can't sing,
poems that keep writing,
anxieties and fears,
laughters and tears.

All the things that softly kill me: reasons which reasons don't also even know,
my heart battles a new kind of sorrow,
I don't understand why my eyes keep closing when I open them in the morning,
I don't understand why my prayers remain about me forever sleeping.

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death


Comments about "All The Things That Softly Kill Me" by Jhonas Lumanlan

  • Chinedu Dike (1/28/2017 10:43:00 AM)


    Sounds like depression rearing its ugly head. A well articulated piece of poetry, nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with insight. Thanks for sharing Jhonas. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2016



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