R.S. Mallari

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As I bid farewell to the yellow sun
I let the beach’s sand slips through my hand
With me, memories of the summer’s fun
As I bid farewell to the yellow sun
Glimpse on the horizon, trees turn to brown
The leaves fall and rest on the solemn land
As I bid farewell to the yellow sun
I let the beach’s sand slips through my hand


R.S. Mallari

About R.S. Mallari

Through poetry I am trying to break the barriers of ethnicity, cultures and even beliefs for we humans have the same emotions, the same desires and aspirations. We may differ in colors, in language, and food that we eat yet we are still living under the same sun, swimming and sailing on the same seas and sleeping under the same stars.

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Tamarind~
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13:04 delete

Is there a longing hiding somewhere in these lines..!? Loved to the core!

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13:36 delete

You can put it that way Tamarind, I would say it's about letting go of the past while taking the memories with you and looking forward to the future that is uncertain. It can be growing up or maturing...oops! I said more than enough, it might lose its mystery:D

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Thanks for leaving us a comment. Wonderful collections of poetries you have here. Please don't hesitate to contribute a poem or two in our forthcoming issues.

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Through poetry we can inspire others, we can make someone smile and words can make others cry be it of joy or sadness.