Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Clear - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Gravity worked upon
The asphalts.
Rain fell madly
Upon the rooftops,
The trees have gone berserk,
And the trellises
Burned
With futile attempts to sprawl.

Everything
From the tapestries,
To grapevines,
Cities,
City buoys,
Creases in the sand,
Dunes of time,
Effervescent nights,
Fickle days,
Enfeebled clouds,

Everything shattered
Since you embraced
Desertion.
Sometimes the Sun
Died in hesitation
And the Moon wails
In nonchalance

These will never happen
Again.

Now,
The tigers roar through
The orifices of my forests -
Festooned with every dismal
Penchant,
The tigers never left
My vicinity
And they have long burned
With a night that flames
With a charring moonlight

Everything is clear now.
We can now all
Go to slumber silently,
With such tranquility
That no one could ever
Topple that easily.

Everything is clear,
Even your vestiges
Burn in the distance.
Your rains have been
Engulfed by my Sun.
My Sun,
And not yours.

You own nothing,
You have claim
Over nothing
But your errs,
Your marred clocks.

Everything is clear.

The nights will be lonely,
And the rain will pour
Harder that it could have
Paved holes on the rooftops,
And the cold wind will bluster
That all of my bones will be ravaged,

But everything is clear.
Everything is so clear
That it can almost cut through
My senses.

As you wander
Far away
Into a land that
I do not know,

You are drawn to
Forgetfulness.
You’re one step
Closer to
Oblivion.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 24, 2011



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