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My hands were on the steering wheel
I fell asleep, I fell asleep
Drove to the edge of a cliff so steep
There's not a pain that I could feel
Is this a dream, Is this all real?

The bubbles they, begin to rise
I guess it's true, a murky hue
When you believe, there come's a price
Ye had been a fool, what more to do?
Soon to depart, succumb to rue

Pearls of black musn't stare at white
It's time to go, It's time to go
Then spread thy wings and then take flight
My precious beam, go with the flow
If in ashes, burnt, shall you wake,
**know~
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© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
Tayo lang naman ang magkasamang umukit ng hugis puso sa mga bituin,
magkahawak ang mga kamay habang nagkukuwentuhan ng mga pangarap at hangarin

Sana... hindi muna magtapos ang gabing ito
Kung magagawa kong banatin at pahabain pa ang oras para lamang mapatagal sa'yong piling

Ngunit kinaumagahan na nang ako'y magising...

Akap akap ang sarili, mabigat ang damdamin
Nagbuntong-hininga't bumulong nalang sa hangin

Hindi ko na alam kung ligaya pa ba ang tunay na hangad
Bakit ba lagi nalang ganito...
Sa panaginip, patuloy mo akong dinadalaw
Naniniwala ako sa salitang 'tayo' ngunit heto't nag-iisa na naman ako
Nagsimula sa "Tayo"
Nagtapos sa "Ako"

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016

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  Nov 2016 Cyrille Octaviano
Nathan Box
For my 2016 writing project, I’ve decided to write a single line of poetry every day for an entire year. Below, is October’s poem. Enjoy!

Red, orange, and yellow.
I am succumbing to a cascade of color.
No longer who I was.
Now, who I am meant to be.

I am falling deeply in love with you.
This time of year draws me nearer.
It must be the season.
When all fails, you remain constant.

I have worked my whole life for this.
You are what I deserve.
This feels like something promised.
Or a dream realized.

Fall clothes are dusted off.
The closet is filled with new life.
Nothing else remains there.
We live an honest love.

Fires are being built.
Everything is in its proper place.
So are you.
We ready ourselves for the cold.

Those darkened days will come.
This is truer than we realize.
We would do ourselves justice,
If we would prepare for the moment.

Change surprises so many couples.
We can learn from this.
They can be our guide;
Our north star in the Seattle night.

Until then, I love you.
Beyond our failings,
This will remain true.
I keep on turning
and skipping pages,
blank as they may be

Reckless enough to
lose them in the way,
still continuing

Life had given me
another book to
be written upon

And yet here I am:
starting and stopping
on a blank canvas

* *
"Unwritten" - title of a song
( 5 - 5 - 5 )

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
Let not fear be a hindrance
To the things you wish to say or do
And so as the gloom of day
Keep you static, unmoving

Supress no longer
The emotions you bottled within
And let your thoughts ascend
Unto their own paths

* *

Endure the flow;
Leave the circuitry be
Let the pulsations persist;
Let yourself feel a moment for once

Or must the weight of the shadow remain to envelop you
Unless you choose to break away–
Not only shall the sunshine touch your skin,
But the crystals be absorbed and dissolved
"Feel the rain on your skin" - a one line song lyric serving as an epigraph of the poem

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
[8]
The sea
kissed the shore as
they intertwined; cocooned
by long-forgotten memories

*dissolved
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
[6]
raindrops from above
forming into clouds; ignites
twice—the spark of joy
The color Blue and Ice cream, the food :D

© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
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