This is a story about a community living in Palawan, Philippines who are proud to live and grow in a land filled with natural wonder. One particular native of the place gave some insights on how they care for their environment and keep the land free of all evil.
In silent speeches, nobody saw,
A shame carried to the stars,
Was it so hard to look up and smile?
When jumping waters wet your feet,
why you drew a line to let it bleed?
Higher above your pride,
It’s a home to all your iridescent hues,
Guided by your tears that lost the light,
It is how you learned to love yourself,
And I knew the words to drizzle on you,
Will you be happy to get lost in the ocean?
If it is the blue that ties your destiny with mine.
All Credits: Teddy ©
Let a day not die with the stars,
A rose breathing, alone in the alleys of heart,
Engrave the footprints on the melody waiting far,
Specs of smile tied to the whispering lantern,
Saying not to let this day die with the stars,
A road laid with words of countless affairs,
Lips will perceive the story of every scar,
Let the tears sleep with the broken ember,
Again the cliff will rift apart with the winds,
A sudden pause in the wink of blurry shores,
Don’t drink the raindrops that never saw the heart,
And let this day not die with the stars.
– Teddy ©
A bewildered step, without words they walked,
Never they knew the sigh, left to sleep in cascaded dreams,
Eyes forever wounded with the pain of lost trail,
The night even fondled with the wishes of this world,
When they all gazed the sky to forget the burning sands,
What truth was held in their goodbye to the dripping moonlight,
Then they all walked on the emerald path, colored just by their will,
The guardian of the evening roses found them, and
Gave the stars back its sky, where love of countless body were weaved,
This world was united with the only question that painted no canvas,
When what’s left behind were memories of shadows crying and weeping,
And here the day could kiss the night among warmth of many hearts,
Why to live when why not to, now, couldn’t make them bleed anymore.
– Teddy ©
First time trying Poets_Prompt. Pic Credit: +Mai. Rest lines: Teddy.
Mine Home
Cramped between the green epiphany,
A place mine heart calls home,
For not the bed that awaits mine dream,
For those walls breathe bestowed upon our touch.
Tales flickering in thou memories flow,
Away with the water in echoed reality,
For pebbles revered in thee face chimes.
The grasses seen nights of full moon,
Nights began when you touched mine face.
They wonder why lies a chair when two soul live,
For they not know what lives, only found mine body,
When thee sleeps peacefully inside the tomb,
And what’s left in thee found a place,
Mine heart calls it now the Home.
– Teddy ©
Tried something new here. Color scheme is kinda sloppy. I am including the texts of the poem.
You art pieces of the crimson sky,
The sunset whence my world never sleeps.
What for love, tis not meant you!
Live on an empty canvas till morrow escapes dearth,
For you behold colors, purely infinite beauty.
Mine life complete without gold ring or silk,
When sleep found your shoulders, and
Hands beheld your fingers even in satire need.
Death a game on cross-board, for I not fear,
Mine soul not regret, life draped with your memories.
Thoughts fly away in windows for it gather only yours,
Where mine eyes peep to tales drowned in thou smile.
Forth mine mortal body speaks humanity in many lies,
Forth what it not speaks a truth, for it’ll find you in immortality.
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