Unfinished Poem
In this unfinished poem
your empty stares
still lingers to pillage
every mellifluous words
and the superfluous revelries
malingered on its way
to be spewed and
to pierce the veil
And the memories,
they osculate to brew
the bitterness that shall
wear out the young bones
that remember every shudder
of your melancholia
The persiennes remained
shut down and afraid
and I can never pull them up;
this will be the crowded room
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poem by Norman Santos
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Equinox
As I stand before you the picture gets clearer;
Clear as the dermis of the sun perching aloft
The hands of clock would fritter away
Your incinerating flame would freeze
And scrape my skin into films
Light will cease out, darkness will cave in
The shadows will envelope territories
But would hang a bloated ball
It would absorb your entity
As I shall waste my own.
Parallel equity, omnipresence.
If I quit your world
Would you be renowned?
Would I live my own?
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Anxious Anticipation
Calm tranquil blue
The shade of my slumber
Feelings of perfect brew
Smiles from deep somber.
Inside this mystic dream
Are lovely beautiful people
Stirred by the moonbeam
Pervasive like a ripple.
It's just a hazy vision
A surreal painted picture
Figments of my imagination;
False hopes and gestures.
My heart thumping out of rhythm
Dumbfounded from waking
Bellowing call of redeemed
Unstable soul confounding.
I dreamed to be with you people,
Lovely beautiful people.
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To Where The River Flows
As the gloaming's eyes bashed
I listened for the breath of the living art
A thousand footsteps with no destination
A new parchment of another shifting
I belong with every undulations
While you are the strands of conformity
Lead me to the sun's bassinet
And I shall never cut our tethers -
A flame embraces the heart
To cloak underneath the dark
Every beat thumps an echo
Spoken with every pound
I will not let go, never again
In your company, I will divulge everything.
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Sentinel
I plucked the brambles
Of the turnpike gates
And stashed them somewhere
Impermeable, deeper
Than any vision
Can ever scamper
And every truancy,
Every missed targets,
Every hapless sighs;
Compensating the ulcer
Of the dying times
Will taut the corona
Swathing my treacherous
Barricades and boring
A myriad of openings
With the grandiose of
A portmanteaux
Where vim would
Seep out eagerly
Rolling a red carpet
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Hunger
The mirage fluttered like the rolls of colossus
As the lips and fingertips were engulfed
By the rapine of sensation and sedation
And it wilted the sinewy pillars to kneel
Now you are postured groveling
Inches from the pristine façade of the crowds
You picked up their crumbs, sever the cord
Tethering you to pride and prejudices
Just to dine with their swaying feet
Aren't we all famished?
This hunger dazes me.
But I am courteous enough not to
Bite the hands that fed me.
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Dysgraphia
The ballpoint slewed
The serpentine alley
In a frisky ballet
And the rapping of the estoque
Quavered the roof beams,
Shattering the heaven
Where I fell through
In a requiem
Of tainted inks.
Fingers latticing
With an electric entanglement
And the gods hummed a lilt
Of elegiac carousing.
Words toppled
Out of the gutter
And the silken moiré
Unruffled, ejaculating
Incorrigible life.
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Sunsets
We don't look back nor forward
for anything or anyone but the sun
that stalks our obstinate confusion
reckoning the gilded mouth
of the slavering twilit horizon
that is ravenously swallowing us
I lift my sinewy hands and vied
to gather the yellow light
and succumb to its descend
until the warmth dissipate
and the darkness fecundates
And the nights would be nothing
but the shards you have left
in cold serrated pieces
and I will bleed lecherously
just so I can keep them.
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Sa Agos ng Ilog
Sa pagpungay ng mga mata ng takipsilim
Aking pinakinggan ang buhay na sining
Isang libong yabag na walang paroroonan
Isang bagong kalatas ng pagduyan
Ako ay nabibilang sa bawat alon
Kayo ang hibla ng bawat pag-ayon
Dalhin nyo ako sa himlayan ng araw
At hindi ko kayo kakalagan sa aking layaw—
Niyayapos ng apoy ang damdamin
Ng pagsaklob papailalim,
Umaalingawngaw ang bawat tibok
Sinasambit ng bawat dagok
Hindi ako bibitaw, hindi na muli
Sa piling ninyo, lahat ay ikukubli
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White Noises
Amidst the drumming noise,
I lambasted to no avail
but there was nothing
but the lifted wind listening
My thoughts danced burning,
vertiginously suspended
upon the gilded coldness
and all these vociferous cries
are quelled by its own farce
The violins played scathingly
attempting to dub an elegy
for all the writhed nights
and all the sharp lights
that does not mean anything
But you still remained
the note, the echo -
the memory of the conscience
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