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Where the Piopios Sing Where the Piopios Sing by Hornbill Harcel
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“Two strangers meet at the apex of light
and start discussing the anthems of fright.
Arguments, threats, and politics at heed
makes their hearts flutter like
a moth to a golden tree.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“O’ rainy nights,
forbear dripping water from the heavens above,
I am tripping over my feet in thy shallow violet lights,
and feeling the cold of the wind in my hair.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“The smirk of the devil turns into scorn at the betrayal of the divine when it encounters no soul but defiance within the lines. The dotish dame cursed with misery and mischance raises a finger and challenges the devil on its sovereignty, that it would be deprived of her soul in life, in death, till eternity.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“In the land of the blue dragon where culture is benign,
I follow your footsteps like the moonlight follows mine.
Accompanying the petals fallen on the ground,
I step a wee bit closer to you and your crown.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“I was a picayune part of it anyway. That part of your life was truly fond of you and loved you to his last senses. He profoundly relished you at forenoon, post meridian, at eventide, under the light of the moon until the dead of night. It was the incessant beat of his breath. Your face was his aurora and the shape of your smile was his heart. Your eyes were the fountain of his ecstasy and your tears were his vier. He once fought the world for you even when he lost his own fight.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“In the reminiscence of my past, there lay a grave where instead of the fore, the epitaph is carved on the rear. The body inside was once full of hope. It was the bond shared among me and my five cohorts. In the here and now, all its organs and soft tissues have decomposed. All the bones have disintegrated and returned back to the shore.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“In the reminiscence of my past, there lay a grave where instead of the fore, the epitaph is carved on the rear. The body inside was once full of hope. It was the bond shared among me and my five cohorts. In the here and now, all
its organs and soft tissues have decomposed. All the bones have disintegrated and returned back to the shore.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“My milady heart is a citrus paradisi,
engulfed in layers of acidic flesh.
The swain peels the flavedo with urgency
and feasts on it in a rampant zest.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“A raging river gushes past a mansion of ghosts,
made of black onyx, hiding a minacious plot.
The kelp of secrets buried under the sea
will breeze in like the amber advent in Verdin.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“Your drowning body,
your dissonance notes,
have transmuted into an abyss,
from which each day
I am reborn.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“I have given you my name, my breath, my heart.
Wherever you go, in heaven or in hell, I’ll follow.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
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“Woe be gone with the winds.
I’ve suffered enough by thy hands.
Spare me!
Spare me!”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
tags: poetry
“There is anger in his eyes,
There is fire in his soul,
There is passion in his heart,
O’ mighty heralds…
It must have been a bloody night,
When you wrote murder in his hands.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
tags: poetry
“She came out in the thundering cold to meet her beloved Sun.
Alas! The weather is cloudy today.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
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“If eyes are the windows of a soul,
I’ll carve yours and replace it with mine.
May you suffer the same angst and agony,
you have wantonly sketched in my life.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
“My Precious, my Patience, my Prayer,
When you decide to walk away, don’t walk off with my skin.”
Hornbill Harcel, Where the Piopios Sing
tags: poetry