(At times when I am mad or upset I remember the old times)
I used to take a ride bound to nowhere
Enjoy every moment of joy and fear
Silent the whole time pretending I know
So people won't find out I've nowhere to go
I do that on days when I am most mad
Or days when things and people are sad
Friends even music are nowhere to be found
And I feel so alone I'd rather be gone
I get hold of myself after doing all that
I get tough I get strong it's myself that I pat
And I can't thank enough my nobound-ride
Because of it I gather my vanishing pride.
I enjoy long bus rides as well, they're so... Liberating, and peaceful. It is good that you have somewhere in your head to go, something to remember, when you need it the most. Beautiful poetry.
Another great creation of a Filipino mind..keep it up..Glad to be a part of ur family here in poemhunter..Salute
touching one... anybody can relate.. journeying to nowhere ...thanks for sharing your brilliant and wonderful poems
Naida...I admire when abstracts are related to realities. I am hardly anyone to judge but in my humble opinion, you do have the wonderful technique to express your imaginations vividly. Great read thanks.10/10 for sure: -)
I MISS DOING THIS, I'D LIKE TO DO MY FAVORITE BUS-RIDES THOSE WERE THE DAYS WHEN I FEEL SO FREE
This is so true of many people..they no not were to go when mad, or sad...for me its in my writing...each of use deal with life in our diffrent ways...I love this poem..so mordern and true...you look at the people on the bus and wonder...where are they going to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Aahh yes Naida... Now this is my kind of poetry. It moves me deeply when I read this lovely heart felt sharing. I just love it and am happy I had the opportunity to read it. Jim Troy