Robert Uy Poems

No chirpy birds were singing,
No flowers were in bloom,
But the sun nonetheless was pleasing
On that warm September noon.
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Mesmerized by a sight
Of an angel cloaked with sin, I was
Doomed to be consumed by whispers
Of a mind's fixated rasp
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The sun peeks a mischievous child
In hide and seek,
Defrosting the windows with its breath;
Mists of a night forgotten by sleep
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Passions from expression prohibited
Floods an entire being
As arms ache from longing
To nurture, to shelter, to embrace
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She comes into view
And my heart launches a tantrum
That bombards my ears.
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I am not the sun
Which your world revolves upon;
To you, I'm nothing.
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I saw you smile;

And though the sky is clear,
The sun still shining bright,
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I.

Conversation comes in polite manners
And natural tones.
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this is no typhoon,
said the weatherman,
lost in the analysis of his own expertise;
he babbles in color
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Strong is the psyche, never failing its will,
Like pillars of concrete, it bears weight unyielding;
Unbending and solid as cold, tempered steel,
No pressure or pain can compel its conceding.
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