The second one.

I posted Gossip as a comment at my own Friendster profile page and my cousin happened to read it. It's not the first time that she has read my poems since I have since made it a habit that I should post poems as a comment at my profile page.

She said it was nice and she told me that she wanted to read my other poems. Sadly, I don't have a compilation of all my poems. I made it a point to mention that when I replied. My other poems are stranded in Kuya Neil's A Poetry Club and the others are with Kei-chan. The others need revision too.

Contrary to popular belief, the writer should take time to reread and revise his poem if he sees it fit. The poem has to get pruned and mature at some point in its immortal life. That's what I learned after Kuya Neil told me that poems, indeed, can and should be polished.

Well, here's another poem that I wrote just a week ago. But the whole concept has been in my head for months already. I'm glad that I have written it down. I passed this one along with Gossip as a Paseo entry.

(Paseo is the official literary publication of my school.)

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Marked
by Rudolph C. Anongos Jr.

In sun we’ll find a place to stay
beneath our lucid dreams that may,
in time turn into what is real,
if Time gives time for us to heal,

In moon we’ll both walk hand in hand,
on muddy puddles or on sand.
Should early downpours come, we’ll stay
beneath our lucid dreams ‘til day.

The fiercest foes were made this way.
Like you and I, the others say.
We are not ones with hate so strong,
still one of us won’t breathe for long.

Our flames of bloodlust, passion fans.
To this light rhythm, should we dance?
We are both marked. Our wills may sway.
Our lucid dreams all seem so gray.

**

And by this, I have made this journal the journal wherein all my poems will be placed along with my thoughts.