MARIA CRIS D. ADONIS

MARIA CRIS D. ADONIS

TODAY;SANCTUM OF YESTERDAY

I am standing here today, respiring this glorious air

Rapidly breezing; caressing the outer layer of my senses

I am roaming around under this temperate condition of my father sun

Observing these diversified pigments on my skin

Listening to the melodious chirps of the birds and wavering of trees

And today, I am staring above to rubberneck these silhouette shadows of contemporary civilization

My naked eyes only perceive the diversity of mindful minds,

And all the humanity of a refurbished aeon

These entire innovation, I can’t resist!

T’was indeed; unworldly to elucidate…

Today and every day,

I am still wandering; longing for my indigenous biosphere.

All of my senses now; engrossing this kind of biotic living

Consciously acquiring the rapid paced of existence

And this day, I am standing here again.

I am breathing this venomous air

My bare eyes couldn’t even see the exquisite sunlit of my golden father.

My auditory senses couldn’t even hear the sweet warbling of the birds,

But the aggravating beeps of the wheels!

My skin couldn’t even feel the moderate condition of my dearest atmosphere,

But its blazing touch!

I am simply standing here, reminiscing the wonder of my yesterday.

Those tangible nature of my glorious yesterday!

Where is my yesterday?

Oh! My dearest yesterday! What could’ve I done to salvage your distress?

And I’ll be standing here again, mending my yesterday!

SCHOOL OF LIFE

STUDENTS TEACH ME HOW

This greatest solitude; found from a room

Leading my bare feet to this quotidian routine

Cool morning, it was!

Giggling out loud, whispering,

Exchanging discourse with peeps.

Sigh! I enter the room with an optimistic mood

Holdin’ a marker in an appealing posture

Greet them as to start the wonder of the day.

Starting the strokes on the white board

Imparting what I’ve got to share

Staring at them; t’was indeed priceless

Knowing the possibilities what might they’ve be

Others are keen, while some are neither,

But what I know is,

They will become somebody

The bell is loud as it rings!

They are all ready to leave.

Started to bid their dearest goodbyes

I was left alone, wondering about their thoughts

Inside that room, where I found the piece of my serenity

Various faces that come and go annually

Acquiring the lessons, and it should be

But what’s ironic is,

They revealed the answers of my inquiries.

Where I fin’lly found the peace of my journey.

“MY ONE AND ONLY HALCYON”

Tribute to my beloved first child who passed away seven years ago

Years ago, I found my greatest Halcyon in my arms.

Your tiny eyes,

Stared at mine

T’was my most blissful hour;

You are my most precious dear.

You cried!

And I gave you the sense of being gratified.

I carried you gently in my arms;

You smiled sweetly,

And close your eyes heavenly.

Til time set us apart,

Great desolation occurred

Dolorously trying to fathom,

This unexpected soreness.

After the years of confusion;

Time did mend.

Oh! My dearest Halcyon,

My one and only love.

You are now in a wonderful place;

Playing above the clouds

And every night,

I am reaching you; staring at the light upward

Hearing your giggles,

While touching the calmness of my heart.

As long as this tangible scar exist,

You will be imperishably loved.

My dearest angel, my everlasting love.

HAIKU FOR TEACHERS

My teenage seniors

They learn the lessons of life

Come and go yearly

HAIKU FOR STUDENTS

Learners of Today

Great minds of innovation

Genuine indeed

MARIA CRIS D. ADONIS