I've fallen hard in love with Poetry, especially after I enrolled in the Minor Program at Rutgers University a few years ago. I scanned through my old "junk box" from when I moved to the US in 2005, and I came across two journals with some deep, EMO poetry (which I would gladly not share right now).
However, I would like to share one of my first poems I've written, below:
In Medias Res
As I gaze into this endless Deception,
Embraces my soul towards temptation;
A path without direction,
Everything is an illusion.
A dream without conclusion,
Fantasies carry me through premonition;
Always, I think of new words,
While I go on a journey through both worlds...
The story behind this piece was the feeling of homesickness and a search for escape. When my family and I moved to the US in 2005 from the Philippines, it was the same day as my high school graduation ceremony; I left my friends behind, my then girlfriend (right?), and the rest of our families back home on March 23rd. I was overwhelmed with this change, and I only hoped our lives would be better at that moment, like those TV shows I watched set in NYC. I was going to be dropped in the middle of the bustle of this "new" land we would live in. On our tedious 20-hour flight overlooking the horizon from my window seat, I daydreamed, I recalled nightmares from hours before, and I dreaded our new life in America. All I had was my journal with me.