"Her"
She's strong, but she's weak.
She's happy, yet is sad.
She smiles, but again she weeps.
Her bliss, her happiness, is as same as her pain.
Her melancholy echoes her joy.
Her heart once again, missing.
Lost in depth of his warmth.
Lost within his soul.
Lost with the magic of his love.
P.s. I sketched that photo there and im so proud! First time ko po pagbigyan :)
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Poems
الشعرThey say poems are the writer's identity and secret keepers. It shields them from people yet are exposed. Poems are great wonders-- It is deep and very meaningful.
