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Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Synergy

 

It should not be the words I weave
or the steady rhythm
trapped inside embellishments
of traipsed fecundity
that should melt your heart.

Neither should it be the images,
fresh or trite as they may seem,
that conjure the image of Dorian Gray.
Rainbows do not elicit the feelings of want
begging for a tight embrace.

I hope it is neither my low voice
that causes you to stir and fret,
and make your heart palpitate wantonly
nor the extended fingers I use
to play notes that wail in the night
as I pluck my guitar
to sing out a song of love.

No, they should not be
for they are just a part of me
I am the poem,
and this is my song

rolly

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Comments:
hope we could play guitar together when I go back home tito rolly. Nice poem here. Nice insights. Two thumbs up!
 
naomi Oh yes. I'd love that. When are you coming home anyway?

Or who knows, I might find my way back to Toronto? Been there in 2001y, you know.

Thanks for the visit and comment.
 
Very nice Tito, and very romantic. Siyempre di ko na tatanungin kung para kanino ito. Although, have you given it to her yet? :D
 
Jet Hindi pa. Kino-compile ko pa lang lahat ng gawa ko. Lahat sila due for rewriting in the future. hehe

Buti naman at nagustuhan mo. Thanks.
 
beautiful.full of metaphors.i can't say much. i simply enjoyed reading this.
 
anonymous I'm glad you liked it. Thanks for commenting.
 
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