Category POEM

“One cannot write unless one has known satiety, debauchery, and the intimacy of desire, and can remember them “in moments of tranquility.”

— Luis G. Dato, Philippines Herald Mid-week Magazine in April 6, 1932

A Dream by Luis Dato


By Luis G. Dato I dreamed that you did visit My room where, ill all day, I spent the hours weeping For you who were away. I dreamed that it was dawning, A new and difficult day, But you had…

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The Days of Love by Luis Dato


By Luis G. Dato Often when we are sleeping, Some happy dreams descend, Sweet things which our weeping Would wish were without end. Often in our living, Some days are sweet and seem The end of all our grieving We…

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DISCOVERY by Luis Dato


By Luis G. Dato The day is sordid that before was bright, The skies are empty, and the earth no less, Alone, the fevers of our soul unite, Deeply I breathe the perfume of your dress. The city in confusion…

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REVERIE by Luis Dato


By Luis G. Dato We have lived through the seasons of laughter, Apart through a valley of tears, We have parted our ways, and then after, Have pined with pain of the years. We have dreamed of a fountain of…

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REVERY by Luis Dato


By Luis G. Dato When the slow scythe of flying fleeting Time, Shall our eyes dull and take their morning glow, At last shall cut the summer of our prime, And dark Care sit upon our furrowed brow; When the…

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