Random poem included in my compilation Kung Wag Mo Lang Sabihin, written when I was still in high school...
why are they sad and weeping?
is there something left unsaid?
the sky is dark, its raining
I feel cold and the night is dead...
sleeping again
seeking comfort in my bed,
as my mind drifts away
chasing candy dreams in the highway
the road is dark
and there's no light to guide my path
these sweet dreams are over
and the cruelty of reality had snatched
these dreams away from me...
but even in the darkest roads,
still there is light
a light that guides those dreamers ahead,
a little glint of hope in the darkness,
reminding you to never give up...
(wake up...)
The Carpet of Morpheus (2005)
why are they sad and weeping?
is there something left unsaid?
the sky is dark, its raining
I feel cold and the night is dead...
sleeping again
seeking comfort in my bed,
as my mind drifts away
chasing candy dreams in the highway
the road is dark
and there's no light to guide my path
these sweet dreams are over
and the cruelty of reality had snatched
these dreams away from me...
but even in the darkest roads,
still there is light
a light that guides those dreamers ahead,
a little glint of hope in the darkness,
reminding you to never give up...
(wake up...)
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