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Blessed-Cursed

This acrostic poem is for all the breadwinners and role models whose only source of gleam and drive were their peers and families' bright and eminent expectations and unending pressure; as they lock themselves behind their unsaid waves of thoughts – clashing ones – that cannot be tamed by anyone but themselves.


Lu Amaral Studio, n.d. Pink aesthetic ocean waves. [image] Available at: <https://www.luamaralstudio.com/product/pink-aesthetic-ocean-waves-background-image/>.

 

Clear as the water- he is gleaming.

Like lightning striking in your eyes, it’s blinding

Aware of the crowd, camera lights flashing

Radiant and bright aura now dominating


Everything is fun and games ‘til he hides behind the chains

Nibbling on his lips suppressing those prompting tears

Cloaked on a persona made by the threatening banes

Enduring the crouching pain brought by the lairs.


- Clarence Reboja


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