Epistle Of A Raindrop

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Bicol University Grounds (Albay) after Typhoon Glenda. (Photo taken by Dennis Mirabueno)

Epistle Of A Raindrop

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Bicol University Grounds (Albay) after the wrath of Typhoon Glenda. (Photo was taken by Dennis Mirabueno)

 

Chocolate-flavored rivers spewed through the earth’s creases
as the rain pricked the loosened flesh of the earth.
And I wondered as this tableau increases
the reckonless times it’d been like this since my birth;
how this flavored rivers mangled each firth.

The wind slapped the leaves, even from the eyrie, down its grave.
As leaves laid helpless and the wind continues its concerto.
Then I wondered that with this ire we’ll always be zephyr’s slave
as crushed flowers prance to the death beat of a tango
and life’s juice will spill in a flowing tinge of a flamingo.

I, then, grasped that the slapping breath is like us
as we’ve been slapping nature’s silence.
We never realize that nature can be very dangerous
if it reciprocates our wreaked violence;
it can even cause our quenched existence.

The once Favonian shadows of the clouds now shed darkness
and only streaks of thunderbolt flickers now and then.
Sending the moon, the sun, and stars to total blindness.
Making the heavenly eyes so swollen
as each eye grapple, Pandora’s box is reopened.

And our thirst to reach the zenith
we humans have grown wings to fly.
And enter Olympus’ gate and wear gods’ wreath
while we consign to oblivion that we’ve gone instantly high
and one day we’ll unearth ourselves, not in the zenith, but in nadir’s eye.

Yesterday’s symphonies of the sea turned to a dirge
as sirens call forth the onslaught of the waves.
It’s an opened treasure box embodying a curse of purge
to get rid of maligning humans in the hymn of the sea’s tirades
when every nature’s vendetta comes in different charades.

Then instantly humanity came into my mind
and our amelioration that brought about these changes.
I am sufficed that these prosaic scenes are caused by humankind
when robots started to writhe through the ages.
Then let us expect so much of these zealous carnages.

 

 

Epistle Of A Raindrop

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Joemar is the Blogger-In-Chief of BaklaPoAko.Com. He is currently a graduate student in University of the Philippines Open University. He also studied at Maquillage Professionnel School of Makeup Artistry and School of Fashion and the Arts (SoFA). He is a bold advocate of education, environment and LGBT issues. An earner, dreamer and a lover. Before he was once a dream-sprouting seed. Now he's a tree in his renaissance and will always be evergreen. Hear him speak with his intelligent guide for gay news of the Philippines and worldwide, Bakla Po Ako. Confirmed!.Follow him on Twitter @belleza_joemar. Gay it forward!
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Joemar is the Blogger-In-Chief of BaklaPoAko.Com. He is currently a graduate student in University of the Philippines Open University. He also studied at Maquillage Professionnel School of Makeup Artistry and School of Fashion and the Arts (SoFA). He is a bold advocate of education, environment and LGBT issues. An earner, dreamer and a lover. Before he was once a dream-sprouting seed. Now he's a tree in his renaissance and will always be evergreen. Hear him speak with his intelligent guide for gay news of the Philippines and worldwide, Bakla Po Ako. Confirmed!. Follow him on Twitter @belleza_joemar. Gay it forward!