Snippets from The Encounter

Letter to a dead lover

a collection of pieces inspired by the works of the authors

Onwards to where the horizon meets the sea A place where you feel imprisoned but free Ballad of the Iron coffin, Angelo Pineda

Everyone took steps and was divided by a billion paths, proved their strength and twisted faith. Fate in a Billion Ways, Mark John Priolo

I don’t want to see you anymore— but when I passed through some familiar places, I found myself being hopeful Ghost, Jasele Mae Priolo

I was painting a canvas; one requires red paint and yellow. Canvas, Junelle Jane Bajala

the order and chaos of such emotions; running of scintillating imaginations, Ephemeral, Neil Carlo Vallega

It gave me the light so I can see the world much better than I do before; It gave me warmth during the coolness of the night The Sun, Santijmlo

Observe the golden rays glow Fromthemagnificenceoftherisingmorningsun A moment with Nature, Allen Tordesillas

Blazing from the winter`s breathe, it begins to bloom tranquil underneath. Cosmos, Gelli C. Tanilon

The sun guides me where the east goes When I take the trail to the west. I’ll keep walking this road For my weary feet to follow. If I ever get lost, Paul Ivan Quezon

Looking for a sign praying for something bigger Palms, Arjen Castillano

• Thentherewasthatwaterreflecting, • and the stare began talking. Loneliness: Past, Present, and the Future, J.R.R.

Did your sense get blurry because of this sinister obsession? Be careful with me, Yhwach

It turned your face into a mystery. I stepped back thinking doubtful. Running Circles, Kent BJ Hortillosa

When will my death start to knock on me? Tormenting thoughts; when will you set me free? 1 am thoughts, Angella Ga

A new beginning, a new life— I should be happy for you if that were to be so. But if you’re not there when it’s my turn, then I’m not sure if I’d still like to go. I’m Home, Rengil Mana-ay

Then everything started to fade What if nothing was left, I’m afraid I forgot yet I remember, Rica Jane Diamante

The reality is this: Life’s how we encounter it, and how we overcome its pieces. Rencontre: Life in Pieces, Mary Aileen R. Labios

For trust overpowers doubt, Even if reality stabs and leaves us no way out. Promises, Joshua Malapitan

VIII Through night’s time, I have realized In the darkness, I’ll be jeopardized I want to grip on to that very light I will claim it with all of my might Through Night’s Time, Alpha slakatub

To the world, I was just kissing the air. Maybe I was just kissing my heart goodbye. Air-Kissed, Steve Borreros Romano

“With my last hope, I wish death will be as comforting for me.” Penultimate, Ruer Torculas

Knowing sleep will make it all alright Insomnia, E.S.N.