Every night

she leaves her wandering eyes awake
and her mind totally lucid, because she says
it’s tedious sleeping alone.

The hanging pain is torture now, she says.
The yearning has become poetry now, she writes.

Take off the warm voice, the tresses
and the natural scent, and
all you have left are

Self-proclaiming powerful, but lend an ear for
all that silence. Can you hear her shouting for a

strong soul,
a walking love song and

a strong heart
made of steel and devotion.

Published by troycabida

Troy Cabida (b. 1995) is a London-based Filipino poet. He has been a member of the Barbican Young Poets, the Roundhouse Poetry Collective and is a producer for open mic night Poetry and Shaah. His poems have appeared in TAYO, harana, Bukambibig, Cha and Ink, Sweat and Tears. His debut poetry pamphlet "War Dove" is published under Bad Betty Press.

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