<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566631" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>nostalgia ***** WHEN I GO HOME TO PALILAN</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(written a night before I go back home, Manila to Palilan, Jimenez, Mis.Occ. circa 2000) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I go home to Palilan I would hurriedly walk on the long road to home.<br>I’ll throw my warmest smile and look straight thru their eyes who surprise prettily about my unpredictable journey from somewhere they never know as I come back without crown they expect.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ll greet them the way how my strange friends welcomed my rare visits and wrote poems on what it’s like to fill up the missing link for my extended home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ll show them how challenging the world exists beyond our own barangay <br>What life I have experienced while climbing legendary mountains, sailing rainstormy seas, exploring risky cities.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I go home to Palilan I’ll go to the river then take my time at the back of my elementary school yard<br>I’ll face the water and count the floating clouds<br>I’ll spread my imagination on its transparent surface and when my imagination ceases I’ll recall my childhood wounded memories</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I get back to my home I’ll never break the family’s chain again<br>If they ask me where I had been I’ll read my touching anthology, open my album of memories, my loose life, my past, my everything, my solitary journey with empty pocket so perilous I feel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ll tell my younger bro and sis that there are roads somewhere we haven’t crossed yet. Highways we shouldn’t be afraid to explore as if sailing to the sky a smooth path for our unreachable future</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I go home to Palilan, I’ll give this narrative piece to my mama’s hand and be posted in our renovated wall near the wooden stair where I can read easily everytime I go back home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rommel+Mark+Dominguez+Marchan">Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566631" data-title="Nostalgia ***** WHEN I GO HOME TO PALILAN de Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan" data-description="(written a night before I go back home, Manila to Palilan, Jimenez, Mis.Occ. circa 2000) When I go home to Palilan I would hurriedly walk on the long road to home. I’ll throw my warmest smile and look straight thru their eyes who surprise pret..."></div> </div> </div>

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