The Garden

The Garden short poem

‘In this garden I take a rest
To ease the sorrow in my chest
For I have seen so many years
Before I felt these flowing tears 
The rains won’t fall, the clouds are gone
The winds and trees knew it is done
And in this garden where I lie
I let the sky gently pass me by’ 

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Mr. Jesus Diaz Llorico hails from the beautiful province of Iloilo, Philippines. He was a former member of the Police Force in his hometown for a couple years and later on joined the Bureau of Fire Protection wherein he was assigned in several parts of the Visayas. He then decided to go abroad and work for 22 years in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia and is now connected with the Prince Sultan Airbase in Al kharj. He is a regular contributor of the PANAY NEWS, a daily newspaper in the Visayas and the KABAYAN WEEKLY, one of the leading weekly newspaper in the United Arab Emirates. Working abroad, away from his native land and loved ones, it is in writing poetry that Jesus finds comfort in times of solitude in a foreign land.
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Archana Sharma
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good poem…! We turn to nature in times of sorrow.. very true..

Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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If I say I love rhymed poems, I do not mean I dislike free verse. It’s just that I like rhymes more.

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Simple, deep and beautiful. As always !

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