SILENT TRAILS
by Marcelo de Gracia Concepcion
Silent trails
Silent are the trails of Benguet hills,
When the mist veils the sun -
Even when the wind stirs the ferns
And the bamboo brakes sing
Their echoed murmurs.
And the laden Benguet women pass;
Beating their pakkongs*
In cadenced monotones.
Even so,
These trails are lonely...
And deep are the ravines,
And higher still the skies.
My Analysis:
It tells about the silent atmosphere in Benguet hills, because of the silent atmosphere there you can only hear the sound or music that made from the beautiful nature in benguet hills. Like the movement of ferns because of the breeze and the echoey coming from Colliding bamboo. Also the pakkongs that serves the guidance of the feet of women there that makes sound every tread of feet.
My Analysis:
It tells about the silent atmosphere in Benguet hills, because of the silent atmosphere there you can only hear the sound or music that made from the beautiful nature in benguet hills. Like the movement of ferns because of the breeze and the echoey coming from Colliding bamboo. Also the pakkongs that serves the guidance of the feet of women there that makes sound every tread of feet.
” Silent are the trails of Benguet hills,
TumugonBurahinWhen the mist veils the sun -
Even the wind stirs the ferns
And the bamboo brakes sing
Their echoey murmurs.”
Thats Awesome, just awesome. I really loved these lines.
(｡◕‿◕｡) Whenever we are lonely, we are silent... -Rio dela Cruz-
TumugonBurahinIt was a story about the Benguet girls passing the trail and of course the trails . xD
TumugonBurahinAmazing! :)
TumugonBurahinwhere is your analysis? anyways, the poem is great. it describes the lonely silent trails
TumugonBurahinwhat is the genre of this poem?
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