World Poetry Day 2018

I only have this for World Poetry Day this year. :(

Ever wonder why clouds are a stuff of daydreams?
How a bundled mass of condensed vapor can trigger
Thoughts of floating and flying and escape?
Is that why people like me look out of windows
And stare at the sky?

Endlessly.
Pining for an illusion we can't grasp.

For what are clouds, really?
That they can make us feel free and shackled at the same time?
They're just haze.

Just.

But I still sigh as I look out my window and burn holes at the sky.

World Poetry Day 2016

I'm late. Again. What can I do? I procrastinate.
And it's not like I have followers, so it won't make any difference if I'm on time or not.

Anyway, as the title promptly provided, this post is for World Poetry Day--which was yesterday. But since it's still March 21 in some parts of the world, I think this tardiness isn't such a grave offense. Anyway, no use explaining. Here are the links to the poems I made in the days preceding World Poetry Day: Of Supernovas and Parallel Universes, Merong Alak at Pulutan, and Tanaga Para Kay Lara. The last one is dedicated to my ate and guru/sensei in the workplace, Lara Francheska. She's leaving for a new company soon. TT

I also tried spoken-word poetry for the first time! Yay! It's titled This Is What I Think When I Talk to People. Please be kind when watching my piece. :)

So, I guess that's it. Hope my pieces have touched you somehow. <3