Marvin Brato Sr

(March 2,1960 / Davao City, Philippines)

Inner-self


Beyond the placid place
in every peaceful place
lies the mystic clandestine
that molds how life is destine.

individual existence is unique
with varied distinctive mystique
yet how one thrives in this life
depends how man tackles strife.

As life is mysterious
man himself is curious
to explore boundaries
to seek fulfilled glories.

The inner self has a core
excites a challenging score
whatever happens in the end
one should be true not pretend.

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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  • Wuji Shiu (10/7/2013 5:33:00 PM)

    This poem really resonated with me, the first two stanzas were really impressive to me. My ear stumbled a bit upon the rhyme of the first two lines of the last stanza, but I still gave this piece a 10! (Report) Reply

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