Ernesto P. Santiago - Poem
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LET PEACE BE PEACE
Gentle mind,
grant me, oh grant me,
warm thoughts of undisturbed calm
to seek an end to turmoil
of war between meaning
and belonging of who we are;
grant mankind wisdom
to live as clean water,
and may the light
of unwritten future
prosper from the things
it has to carry and live
the quiet glow of dawn however it needs.
And to peace,
oh free will of my fairest word,
together may we rise
as the sweet scent to life!
FEBRUARY
Book your pleasure
as you like
with free cancellation,
worry-free;
I miss you too, but I'm not
coming, not anymore.
I’m not taking your strength
and compare it with mine.
I don't want to feel
how awful
of an attitude comparing is,
it almost cost me my sanity.
I understand what love is
but I don't ever want to be
on the other side
of the affair-that's cruelty
to all sides of life.
O lime blossom,
gay and full of revelry!
I don't want to feel
second best,
and I think it's not favourable
for the glow of my
faith.
I realise now that a back up love
isn't my thing, and I can't let
any man or woman
fool my heart again.
Ernesto P. Santiago, Philippines
Ernesto P. Santiago for a long time had believed that poetry is his flowing (es)cape to a higher understanding of the wor(l)d. He spends all his free time between here and there, trying to learn something. He is too small for his ego. He is enough for himself. As a poet the shape of words interests him. He is fully confident in his identity with a Filipino heart. He lives in Athens, Greece, and is inspired daily by the myth of his poetic senses.
