Nostalgia: A Haiku

Iligan, Philippines

As the sun sets down

Below the horizon again,

The yearning begins.




Jimei sky


My mind is blank.
No verses are formed.
No words…
The muse has left me
And in its stead
Just chemicals
Concocting a different brew
To make me feel
This deep and endless longing
That seethes in the abyss
Of my being
And creeps out
From my  eyes
And my arms
As they reach out
For something…or someone
That’s not there.