jerlyn eguia Poems

papa died when i was 12
and mama remarried after a year
grandma sent me to school
and i did the best i can
...

as i turn on the light
of the kitchen last night
two cockroaches
were caught in the
...

except for her being flawless
(as she claims to be one)
there is no other flaw
that i can see. I think somehow,
...

the sun bends down
kisses the green rice fields
black birds fly away
like dust on the face of day
...

if in my life
love does not come
and it ennui
happens to pass by
...

at the last hour
you face a wall
it is not even a glass
where you can see
...

take back the staff
to stabilize yourself
on a broken hip
you cannot walk
...

the green rice fields stretch
and expand
in kilometers
...

if, to keep this love going,
i, must concoct all the sweet lies,
and you must weave
all the fantasies,
...

i am broken
shattered
and i am trying to pick up
the pieces,
...