Ashes..Dust

i lay my bones
not into my grave
but back to ashes
from where i come
a dust i lay on the ground
i belong to earth with dirt

who could see me
or dare to remember me
i am no one today
nor will i be someone tomorrow
i am nothing…
and to nothing, i ought to belong

each day i feel the sun
some days i feel the rain
but each night i feel the cold wind
blowing through my bones
i don’t feel the chill
nor do i feel the warmth

i can see the sky
i look at them straight from the eye
the colors were never bright
i come to see them at night
when there is only darkness
when i see the earth emptiness

i am awake, as my spirit lives
i am here…i still exist
no one knew my existence
life is death itself…they don’t co-exist
as my bones and flesh within my spirit
i am my ashes… dust on the ground

(c) Suzette Portes San Jose
1/18/2017

illustrated in acrylic painting by suzette portes san jose

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About suzette portes san jose

ABOUT THE AUTHOR SUZETTE PORTES SAN JOSE She was born and raised in Cebu City, spent her elementary years at Stella Maris School, Franciscan Missionary Sisters at Mabolo, Banilad, Cebu City and her high school years at the University of San Carlos Girls High School, Holy Spirit Sisters. She went to college at the University of San Carlos, SVD Priest in Cebu City, Philippines. She is a University half scholar from high school to college. She was born with a passion for writing and living in her art forms. She started writing online in 2013. She now has joined 18 book anthologies from 2015 to 2019. Each of her poems is written with her painting as visuals and is now appearing internationally, namely in the United States, Canada, United Kingdom, India, and the Philippines. She is also a recipient of multiple awards for her ARTworks and Literary works. She was awarded Poet of the Year in 2017 by one of the prestigious poetry site Destiny Poets International Community of Poets UK. Also, a regular contributor to GloMag a monthly issued magazine in India. She has also published her 2 narrative poem Chapbook book "As The Wind Blows" and "Whispering Silence" in the 10 part series. She has also done her first-authored book "The Dawning" along with other books Isle of Words and Colors Vol 1 "Footprints from Every Waks of Life", Isles of Words and Colors Vol. 2 "Journey to the New Horizon" and Kirky’s Adventure Vol.1. Now coming up with Isle of Words and Colors Vol. 3 "At The Rainbows End" and her 2nd book "Whisperings". It has always been her dream to leave her legacy as a fulfilled artist and for her next generation to follow her footsteps. A dream comes true. Thank you, Kirk Dominic (granddaughter) Wilyam Gabriel SJ Reyes (grandson) and Angelito Portes San Jose (only son) for dreams that came to reality.

6 thoughts on “Ashes..Dust

    1. suzette portes san jose Post author

      thank you dear VijayNair… it is how life is…at the end of it all, who can judge the perfect imperfection of man…

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    1. suzette portes san jose Post author

      thank you, dear Monika Ajay Kaul…someday we will come to face either our fears or joy… mankind and humanity, no one is above the other… 🙂

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    1. suzette portes san jose Post author

      thank you Sir Louis Kasatkin… sometimes reality strikes… whoever a person come to be we are no different from each other… ashes to ashes dust to dust…

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