Thursday, October 14, 2010

Way Back Home

This poem was a product of not going home too long when I attended my summer classes in nursing school. Hence, this is about going back home.


The dare to fly in the brink of the sky
To soar like phoenix in the heavens so high
Over the verdant idyllic sceneries my eyes could see
Emanates the alluring bliss of nature in my memory

The blinking chastity amidst the dusty road to home
Drowned the elusive magic sight to roam
Savoring the touch of a cold-light summer breeze
That engulfs my well-trodden path with ease

Behold to you praise the provincial sights
Your lucid paradise enthuses much prowess
With a picturesque enchantment everyone will miss
In a mysterious natural haven of tremendous bliss

My way to home is but a flambeu of life
Like with angel’s wings bounded in delight
Stuck in illusions the home-cooked meal with a glow
Enough to pound my heart with mighty blows

As the field’s aroma beckons my potent back
Melodious symphony whirling through my ears flops
Hearing anew my hometown’s accented speaking tone
Alas, I love to range way back to my exotic comfort zone

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