Treasure Island

Joan Fontanilla Balmania

(January 21,1989 / Caloocan City, Philippines)

The Midroad


Aging. The withering stage of life
A busy avenue on a cracked cement
A new building with rusty railings
A car with a flat tire
An empty wallet,
A stale bread
And I don't believe in afterlife

Aging. The bittering stage of growth
Behold teenagers with disgust
Watch lovers with hatred
Read romance with sickness
Regard beauty with hatefulness
See men with distaste
And admit reality with loath

Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013

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