As I slowly walk into a fine sunny day, Gently picking and kicking the white sand along the bay, I look at the sea and begin closing my eyes, feel the coldness of the air that soothes me, And opening my imagination into the deep blue sea.
I saw different kinds of fishes circling around me, I saw lots of corals and shells looking at me, I stepped on the pure white sand wrapping on my feet and massaging me, I saw every creature living deep in the sea harmoniously. It was a sight to behold, Some creatures that have never been told, A species that balance our Dear Mother Earth, memories that only in my Imagination I can divert.
I close again my eyes and travel into the sea, But not alone because I hold my special someone’s hands within me. We go diving for awhile, exploring more of the things we called plenty, Together, with love and care that everybody would envy. I saw the happiness in your eyes, You never stopped smiling while holding my hands If you only knew how much I care and love you, Even the deeps of the sea proves the love I want to show to you.
Singer. Poet Writer.I love singing and singing will always be my stint forever.Just like what I have said above, I am totally a lover of poems.I wrote straight from the heart, from my experience.I am a graduate of Bachelor of Secondary Education major in English in the Philippines.I dreamed of publishing some of my poems I wrote a few years back until now.
skipped rocks through a stream today the opening of a brand new day its frame is in minor decay the bleached wood massed in bone piles, we pulled it from dark beach and built fire in a fenced clearing the
Away from the crowd She whispered her tale. To the cresting waves, To the frothy foam, To the flying seagulls, They knew her soul. They were waiting for her To wash her heart. She left the remains, She was carrying
Look deep my friend and soon you will discover a special assignment for only you The siren song of the bong is strong fuming sacraments to exclusive green parties Tie yourself to the mast deny the hot blast It’s clear-monkeys
Everything we know, or think we know, comes from an infinitesimal speck of time and space. “Important” people, just random specks of insignificance. Nothing more than Sea Monkeys, fluttering around Sea Monkey world. Everything spoken as truth only reinforces ignorance.