Archive for the ‘pOeM'z’ Category
Helen Keller contemplates current events
By Myke U. Obenieta
To see or hear no evil, ask the monkeys.
Not the dark and the flap of its feathers
between the ears. Nor silence igniting cotyledon
of consciousness. It explodes like petals out of lips
shaping the last breath. As it did when a whole village
suddenly saw, in the wake of a mudslide, the deepest
secret of roots. [...]
Death Is But A Toll of The Bell
By Izobelle T. Pulgo
Death is but a toll of the bell
Ringing for the owner to come back home
And the owner
Who had secretly escaped into a dimension
Called life
Would slowly wither
As he hears his mother bell calling.
After Death
By Izobelle T. Pulgo
What do you do
When you know
You are not
Who you are supposed to be?
When you are
Somebody
You dont want to be?
And that nothing
You can do
Can change who
You are meant to be?
The Stars Took My Dreams
By Izobelle T. Pulgo
Dance with the stars
Let my dreams take flight
Watch from afar
The horizons finally within my sight.
A Little Box
By Izobelle Pulgo
I yearn to break free
of this bittersweet prison
I call my life
Trapped in a box
Forever in this room
Desiring to be in a chest
Sturdy, dependable
A metaphor of forever