They say that a picture is worth a thousand words, if that is so, then let these images shot in black and white in Intramuros, the old walled city of Manila, speak for themselves.
“The night was chilling and liberating, and the moon served as the spotlight.
And an army of poets stood on an improvised stage. All their rhymed spoken words recaptured the beauty of the ever still dark sky, and my poetic self deemed it as lullabies, caressing, arresting all the beatings of my heart.
Beautiful minds stood still. Spoken words so beautifully crafted, of unchaining dreams, of piercing reality, and its kaleidoscope effect in between. The universe seems listening.
The night was chilling and liberating. And the moon served as the spotlight.
And all of a sudden, the poetic Manila, the Noble and ever Loyal city, was in Chiaroscuro. “
Marami pang nagmamahal sayo, Maynila. May pag asa ka pa. May pag asa pa tayo.