Your Days Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

Your Days


Your days,
always the grandiose plans,
the romantic
underpinning,
bravery of the self,

The forwarded,
versions in space,
Thealtar of religion,

Beliefs like supernatural
power,

Regardless of wounds
and birth pain

I was born a dreamer,
an adventurer,

admirer of beauty,
tapestry and colors,

It is in the skin in my soul
This tangible
touch in space,

It is their dearth arms,
That marks its days,
and years,

The independence,
and determinations

To be a story
of protagonists,

To make arelevance,
out of this massive
unknown universe,