Found the Place

I was checking my old stuff when I found my portfolio when I was in high school. It’s funny because till now I managed to keep those after so many years. I guess I am just really good at keeping things kahit na para sa iba it’s just a piece of trash.  I  honestly enjoyed reading my old work. It made me realized that at young age I am really fond of writing poems. But there is a poem that caught my attention. It’s full of questions without an answer and confusion.  When I was reading it I feel like the younger version if me was longing for something, and was looking for something a place that can call her own.

I wondered what was I am thinking when I wrote it. What bothers me? Am I that sad? Or is it just part of the requirement? I don’t know, I don’t have the answer. Instead of trying to remember it .I just decided to write a poem. Just to answer the questions and fill the mind of the younger version of me who is looking for a perfect place for her.

When I was younger I wrote a poem

I look for a place which is unknown

A perfect place, a paradise

A place I want to call my own

And years had pass, it gone so fast

The poem I wrote is still intact

The words written by an innocent mind

Is now playing inside my mind

For years it was out of my mind

Been in many places, never been satisfied

I've gone long away from my own land

Been in a foreign land and now I realized

The place I look for to build my dreams

To share my secrets and feel at peace

Memories that I want to keep

All my wish is just within my reach

In her arms I feel nothing but love

In his words I know am cared so much

In their laugh I feel peace, I long to have

I know with them I am in paradise

So the poem I wrote when I was young

The place I dream and longed to have

It’s within me, just within my touch

I called it my home, the search is done at last!

When I wrote this poem it requires me to wear my old shoes and it still fits. I still clearly remember things. It help me figure out what to write and it gave me words to make it right. But the same way it resurrect the dead emotion that I am trying to forget and burn down.


Honestly, I guess what I wrote years ago reflect my present. People may say I am very independent. I am living my life the way I wanted to be. I’ve been in so many places but I know within me there is still missing piece. But then being away I found the answers to my question. That all the answers to my questions are within my reach. That I already had what need that there is nothing should be ask for. I have what I need. I found the place, I found my place I called in my home.

Taken at NAIA 3 while onboard