The Central Post

๐ƒ๐€๐’๐ˆ๐†

Been awake dusk til dawn.

Sleep eludes me.

It’s not only my homework that’s on due,

My rent could also say its true.

Can’t comprehend; ideas won’t come at me.

Really. Can’t think straight on an empty tummy.

Hustling everyday,

Yet can’t escape this hassle.

I often hear how happiness finds you on its own way; but

They forgot to mention

How sadness befriends you first.

It’s way past midnight

Today’s Friday

Answered prayers, someone sent me money.

T’was my mom.

I forgot today was her birthday,

Guess I’ll hear those lines again

๐˜•๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜จ ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ. ๐˜œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ๐˜ข ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ. 

Tears were about to fall,

As light gaze upon my eyes,

The sun is rising,

A reminder to keep working hard. 

I whispered to myself,

๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ-๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ข ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข

I’ll persevere,

because it’s not only me that endures.

I’ll work hard,

because I got a dream

To someday see my mom,

Blow out candles on top of a cake,

Not to blow out candles to turn off the lights.

Poem by: Ram Sarro

Illustration by: Kay Abarquez

Art inspired by: Skye and Nephrosoupp

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